When was the FIRST time you realised you were Bi?

My first experences were passive. The local "queer" gave me a couple of blow jobs when I was a teen, and in the military, I would go to Los Angelis to get blown by one of the many Homosexuals as often as I went to Tijuana to get a piece of tail or bj from a hooker. I think the first realisation was when I was about 35 and met a guy in a abs..we went to his appt and I sucked my first cock...I was hooked after that. It is much more than the physical act of sucking a cock or making love to a woman, it is knowing that I am responcable for another persons pleasure.

Well, I have had a very vivid sexual imagination back to when I was about 12. The main fantasies involved me (male) with 1 or more women at any time. Sometimes, other lads would be involved in those fantasies, however, they were only in a heterosexual capacity. Later as I got older, I would start to share these fantasies with girlfriends in the hopes that perhaps they too would share those fantasies.

It was not until I was about 26-27 where I was involved with a woman for a couple of years that we would frequently share fantasies but she had no interest to pursue. That is also about the time that I/she discovered the pleasures of using a vibrating dildo-strap-on inside me. I took a while to reconcile to myself that I simply enjoyed the stimulation on my prostrate and had nothing to do with me being gay or even bi, especially since I still only found women sexually attractive. Of course this slowly led to the intense desire to see what the real thing felt like (which I have yet to this day, have had the opportunity to experience).

Jump forward another 3 or 4 years, still with the same lady, though fast approaching the end of the relationship, I had begun to watch mmf porn on line. I was not really watching it because I found other guys attractive, rather I was exploring within myself whether I could be comfortable in a bi-mmf situation with my girlfriend in the hopes that she would in turn finally be willing to explore the reverse scenario with me ffm. Of course this plan failed miserably, and in the end so did the relationship without any such explorations together. However, during the time that I did look at the bimmf porn I realized that I grew to become more and more fascinated with the possibilities of exploring mmf on my own, not because of trying to encourage a reluctant girlfriend to try it, rather because I was truly finding the combinations erotic, exciting and sexy.

It started primarily with a bi-oral fixation which I soon explored in reality with a married couple shortly after my long relationship. A short while after that, I met a woman that was to become the love of my life who was also interested in sensual bi encounters with other couples, but was also particularly turned on by the prospect of me being with another guy in every way.

Thus far, we have met with a few bi couples for short periods of time and have had some fun encounters, primarily of the sensuous and oral variety. However we have yet to find that great couple or single (m or f) where all are attracted to the others equally physically and intellectually. As such, we never did explore more intimate or penetrative encounters in our times together. Thus, I remain a virgin bisexually in many aspects, which I do hope will change someday, with my lover watching me closely with hungry lusty eyes as some great gent takes me to a new level of sexual exploration.

So, unlike many on this website it appears, I never had any momentous occassion where I suddenly realized I was attracted by both men and women. I have always been primarily and highly aroused by women. It was only through some half-baked plan to try to encourage a long-term girlfriend to explore ffm encounters in my late20s and early 30s that I ironically gradually became more and more aroused with the thought of ever more risque bisexual encounters. I still love and prefer the ladies, but I am at a point now that I would be interested in a 1 on 1 encounter with the RIGHT lad.

We are still looking. Taking our time. Waiting for the right person(people). And enjoying ourselves and each other.

Had been attracted to same gender since grade-school, but never thought much of it. Never did anything about it, either. Only came out and accepted myself as a bisexual recently. What a waste of a good 20 years... <sigh>.

Wow what a question. Need to think a minute. Well...I guess I realized I was bi early on. I was probably 12. A cousin and I were sleeping in the same bed when she touched my pussy. I knew it was "wrong" but it felt so good that I touched hers and have never been the same since. I still haven't had a real chance to act on it, but thanks to bisexual I just may get the chance!! ;)

wow, i think this might be my favorite thread *ever*. its generated such touching and diverse responses from so many different perspectives and ranges of experience. i am so humbled by how honest and vulnerable we allow ourselves and eachother to be.

for myself... i think i always knew- though repressed and felt much shame about same-sex exploration and was afraid of being a dyke. i spent way too much time trying to be accepted and fit in as a response to emotional (and often physical) abuse from my father. seeking acceptance has been challenging habit to kick and its reeked havok in other areas.

sexually, i remember being 6 and seeing gorgeous photographs of indian women with pierced navals and thinking "that is SOOOOOO sexy".

around the same time i play a game of "that thing" with a neighbor's older brother (maybe 14?) sneeking into the bathroom with the lights out. i would stand on the toilet and he would literally blow air on my hairless prepubescent mound, and i knew it was dirty and wrong and it felt good. then he would stand in from of me and i would blow air on his erect little-boy penis... sometimes putting my lips on it- and i remember thinking it tasted like the insides of my lips... lol.

around the age of 8, another neighbor girl and i used to dig through my dad's full drawer of penthouses and read forum while laying on pillows touching ourselves. this led to taking "naps" after school and we would touch and explore one another. i was hooked- until her mother caught us and shamed the hell out of us- forcing her to confront me telling me that "that was just exploration and its not right." she was not allowed to play with me for months. ultimately, she is now the only childhood friend i have and coming out as 'bi' to her about 5yrs ago was the scariest of anyone i ever told. she is totally hetero and despite her own paternal abuse, in a very healthy and happy marriage with a great little boy.

when i was 15 i was raped on vacation in hilton head island.
a year later was first time i had intercourse that i "gave" myself to a man. i was so young and repressed and it took years to figure out that i was supposed to actively enjoy and engage in sex. strangely, i would spend most of the rest of my life wishing i could really explore this man (to this day...)

my first orgasm from another person was from a butchy aggresive girl in my sr yr in hs... i was passive and curious and she bowled me over. the intensity of my sexual response scared me. fingers and kisses and wetness and boiled blood and HOLY SHIT!

hailing from a super WASP sleepy PA town, i was always a champion of misfits and underdogs. my hs was too breakfast club delineated and each of my friends in different cliques disliked one another. college/art school and being away from home led me to evolve my own identity, and it was the first time i ever had a community of friends. they were every flavor, nationality, sexual identity genderbent alternative person i could find. being in a queer centered community made me feel comfortable and safe and NORMAL. many of my freindships were amorphous and blurred lines between lovers. most were healthy and wonderful and many of those people are still my friends almost 20 (omg!) years later.

predominately my ltr's have been with men, though i think i prefer sex with women. most of my sexuality remains unexplored because i just have not found the right partner to really freely explore with. sometimes i wonder if i ever will. i am too conservative value-wise for the free-sex-hookup poly crowd (i need to know a person and be intellectually inclined to feel erotically interested in someone), and too freaky dark and genderbent fantasy-wise for the vanilla.
ooo...but now i'm totally into another topic...


thanks skater boy. ;) and NICE boybelly pic. yum.

It was just a few years ago. I was wandering through the "Amateur Pictures" section of another forum, and came across a thread documenting another guy's first bi experience. I started reading that thread, and it wasn't long before things started making sense.

Before that I never even really understood that being bi was an option. It sounds stupid, but I only knew of people being straight or gay.

Thinking back, there were lots of little things that perhaps should've told me that I was bi, had I been looking for them. Like enjoying the copies of of "Playgirl" a college friends roommate had, while also enjoying "Playboy".

And I knew for sure I was bi the first time I help another man's penis in my hands!

My first time, like many others, occurred in college and was a total shock to me.
A buddy was visiting my apartment and I had a small collection of glossy, expensive hard-core magazines, all of them straight. The extent of my interest in guys until that night was merely thinking sometimes, "Man, that guy has a huge cock" or "I wonder sometimes what it would be like to touch another guy's penis?" But I never actively fantasized about it.
My friend and I smoked some weed, which never failed to trip my libido. As we were thumbing thru the porn magazines, we'd both comment like, "Wow, she's got a beautiful pussy" or "Nice tits!" My buddy said at one point, "That guy is hung like a horse. Man, I wish I was that big." But I thought nothing of it. After awhile, he asked if he could use my shower as he'd worked after school and hadn't had time to clean up. I said sure and he disappeared for awhile. I opened up a beer and sat on the edge of the bed, looking through several hardcore porn magazines.
When he reappeared, he was still wet from the shower with a towel around his waist but it didn't hide much and it was obvious he was aroused. I found I couldn't take my eyes off it, although I tried to act like I didn't see it. He sat in a chair and pulled the towel up to dry his hair and was now totally naked in my bedroom. I felt very uncomfortable with it but said nothing. He smiled at me and made some joke about "not getting any in awhile" and I said, "Well, that's becoming increasingly obvious." :cool:
We were at a standoff point and I sure wasn't going to make the first move, although my eyes kept darting to his now totally erect penis. I finally said something like, "You might want to go back to the bathroom and take care of that, man" and he grinned and stood up and said, "Yeah, but I'd love some help with it."
I could feel myself getting aroused and was totally taken back by it. I never had thought of men in that way before but I could feel my cock growing in my shorts, fueled by some herb and the sight of a nude guy in my bedroom. I remember breathing heavily and feeling very flushed.
He must have been able to see it because he boldly walked up to me, leaving the towel behind him on the chair and put my hand on his cock. He asked me to stroke it. I was sort of paralyzed and first and said, "We shouldn't do this" but he put his hand over mine and stroked himself using my hand until he withdrew it and let me take over. I was sitting on the bed, he was standing. I'll never forget feeling him tense up and grimace and knowing he was going to cum, which he did in prodigious amounts all over my face and chest. I thought I'd be disgusted by it but found myself totally aroused in a way I never had before. We cleaned up a little, using the towel and saying nothing and I was literally shaking all over. He put his arm around my shoulder and squeezed my cock thru my shorts and asked if I needed some help too. Initially I said no thanks but finally relented. We ended up nude in my bed and he massaged me, paying a lot of attention to my ass and balls, which no woman had ever done (to be honest, I'd only been with a couple at that point of my life!). It was very strange, almost an out of body experience for me. I found myself moaning out loud and moving my ass and hips to his touch while at the same time thinking "I really shouldn't be doing this. This is to weird."
He went down on me eventually and had me climbing the ceiling for what seemed like an hour. I finally had an explosive, all body orgasm in his mouth.
After that experience, we got together several time, until he had to transfer to another school. It never failed to be an amazingly erotic time, with multiple orgasms, kissing, making out and everything except anal intercourse. I knew after that I'd never be the same but have only been with one other guy since. I was happily married and now am happily divorced with an incredible girlfriend but do think of those old times frequently, particularly the first time!

I was watching Queer as Folk. A rather explicit sex scene between two men came up. And guess what? Sproingggggg! :eek:

Edit: I forgot to say. I was in my teens at the time. Maybe 14. Same time my attraction to women developed. It was a confusing time.

As long as I can remember, I have been attracted to both men and women. BUT, Consciencely I remember looking at my grandma's Playgirl Mags and liking what I saw then going to my mom's Easy riders and looking at the girls.

Have really enjoyed all of the honest and insightful responses to this one. And it has really made me think seriously about the question. I think that the realization came to me very recently even though I have had sexual relationships with both sexes since my teen years. But it was just a few months ago, that I really analyzed my realtionships and came to realize that most of my male relationships had been from a selfish standpoint (i.e. always being the receiving one, and not the giver) while my hetero relationships had been on a shared or giving standpoint.
It was this realization that brought me to the point of really understanding my bisexuality in that I now want all of my relationships to be fully shared in the satisfaction. And not from a standpoint of receiving only.

I've always liked both since I can remember....I just didnt' know that it was "allowed" or "normal". I was confused for a very long time wondering if I was straight or a lesbian because of it. When I was like 7 or so I would spend the night at my friends who was a year or two older then I and she would like to play girlfriend/boyfriend when we were in bed and she always wanted to be the boy. I've always had an open mind and liked women and men since then but because of what society was putting out I thought that there was something wrong with me for being that way. I had enough issues with being different in my area that I didn't need to add more conflict to it so I just kept things to myself for way too many years.

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Up until I was around 24 I was resolutely heterosexual and would never have considered a man. But I'd begun to believe in the dissolution of the self - taking what you believe about yourself, including any socialisation, and smashing it all down. Then seeing what still stands.

Slowly, rather than seeing yourself as a person merely born in a particular time and place in a particular culture I saw that we could lay ourselves open for the transition of the spirit through our lives.

...and I saw that the spirit comes through a man and travels through the woman and I wanted to be between the two. For me bisexuality is a quasi religious endeavour. It is the labour of desire.

Please forgive my somewhat garbled language, sometimes I know where I am with my ideas and other times they seem to be scrambled.

My first male experience was about 17 years ago when I answered a Loot ad. The fellow was shocked, as was I, when I shifted the conversation directly to sex. I recognise in myself a love of dramatic tension. The way in which it can be subtly employed to startling effect.

My 2nd experience came a couple of years later when I visited a gay club after going to see Guns n Roses in London. An odd couplet there. The man who pulled me was a classic moustacheode type. He took me to his home and gave me a lesson in man to man pleasure.

Sexual pleasure with a willing man is a delight and it still tantalises me. However I relate to a man only in a sexual sense.

The female differs and is a permanent desire to me. And that can never change......

I used to love easy loving with girls at University. There were often bi possibilties with them and other girls but I was too naive to grab the opportunity.

Oh didn't he ramble.......get out of here sarasvati.......another day

Realization , for me, was a long slow process starting sometime about age 40 and slowly building until I had my first until I had my first male experience at age 59. The first I can recall was some time in the '80's, reading some bi/gay erotica in VARIATIONS and finding myself turned on by it, and about the same time playing with another couple and being "concerned" about sloppy-seconds and then finding out that when it finally happened I liked it.
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around 14 while living in thailand.. my playmates and i got into sex play in a big way , doing it in sheds, barns, where ever we could get some privacy for the bunch of us..mainly i think this was one of the older girls ideas, cause she was always one of the more adventurous types..regardless, i remember one of the girls and i were fooling around and i believe i was planting kisses on her breasts and one of the guys was really excited and i looked up and saw him all erect and curvy and and my brain went "YUM!, go taste that!".... and then i totally forgot about the girl i was playing with..,,and next thing i know i had bent over and he was slowly sliding that sweet thing into me, and it was terrific!! we did this a few more times over that year but i never quit girls, and i even found some other guys to play with and well, i never knew the term til years later , just that i liked both sides of the coin.. but like i've said here many times before, it's always been part and parcel of who i am.. i don't feel like i have a disease or that i'm abnormal or doing anything to spite any one.. i'm just being me

ummm, heh heh, sometimes i share too much.. :(

I realised my possibly bisexuality...well just at the end of December 2006...
I've always known when a guy is got a good build and is good looking, could say that was my dormant bisexual side and that it finalyl came into fruition.
Still undecided but sure there is some form of facination/attraction that began after december.

Well I wasn't willing to admit it to myself until recent years, as the stigma of being OTS was so bad I was terrified of it. But if it had to be the moment I forst had sexual thoughts about males it had to be when I was 10. I was sporting a strong crush on a man that was close to my family.

I think I always knew that I was bi. I remember when I was in 1st grade (I think) me and my friend would be over at each other's house "rocking up" and kissing with each other in the closet lol. The funny thing is when we got older (throughout elementary) we acted like it never happened and went on with our friendship.

My mom use to have this book that I was fascinated with. It had these paintings of sexual positions with these asian people. I would get turned on by looking at the female photos. I too was watching those late night porns on Cinemax, Showtime, or HBO when I was younger.

I always looked at females in a different way but didn't come out to anyone because of their opinions. All of my friends had boyfriends so I had to fit in too. I like males as much as I like females, so it's like 50/50. But yeah, I realized when I was probably 7 or 8 years old.

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ummm, heh heh, sometimes i share too much.. :(

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I don't think that was too much. What you revealed there should be accepted as middle-of-the-road in this community.
And it was hot. It got me woody just visualizing it.
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I started realizing I was bi when I was about 10 or 11 when I watched a lot of porn with my cousins. I realized they only watched porn for the girls but I liked both the girl and the boy. When I first masturbated I was around 12 and I enjoyed dreaming of boys and girls (still do that today). I masturbate about boys and girls at school, work, TV and etc before I got to sleep at night. When I was about 13 I had a step cousin who used to flash his 8 inch penis at me and I hate to say it but it turned me on. Currently I have a major crush on a guy at my school I 've been crushing on since I was 15 and a crush on a girl who works at my job.

Good question, when I think back I know now that my sexual interests were mostly towards the opposite gender but not entirely. If someone would have taught me or explained to me exactly what bisexuality was at that time I would maybe have realized it sooner. I was a very late bloomer, so my physical and mental growth was later than probably everyone at my age and I remember I was scared of sexual activity until I was 16-17 years old.

I also remember that there was never any mention of bisexuality, it was completely unheard of until I was about 15 which was about the same time I started to consider I might be bisexual.

I was probably bisexual since I reached sexual maturity, but didn't think of it since I seemed to have a greater interest in the opposite sex and also didn't get any information on what bisexuality was...

What a fascination storyline to follow....most of us could write the same story over and over....with minor deviations, (no pun intended) we pretty well came to our lifestyle thru the same happenings....In my case, at 5 years old, I used to suck the cock of a neighbor boy who was older....by 8 years old, my parents had moved us to another city, and upstairs from us lived a single father with an 8 year old boy and 6 year old girl...over the period of many months, I sucked the son and licked the daughter...getting much more out of doing the boy, since the girl just sort of went along with it.... at 9, almost ten, my folks moved again, and within days, a neighbor boy, older than me by two years, and obviously gay, were in my bedroom, when out of the blue, he asked if I ever played with myself. I admitted I did, he asked if I had "cum" yet, and I really didn't know what me meant, explaining that I played with it until it felt soo good, I had to quit. WELL, he took it out, and started to jack me off....to my first "discharge"....AWESOME....he then started to suck me and again I came and he swallowed. Even more awesome...he offered his cock to me and I proceeded to suck him off and swallow for the first time in my life....was different, not sure I wanted to do that again...but thankfully I did...over the period of months, I pretty well made it with all the neighbor boys in our "clubhouse". One of the guys had invited me to sleep over, and not knowing it was just social, not sexual, I made a move on him and he got out of bed and told his father. Father sent me home but, told me to come see him the next day. Fearing for my life, I did reluctantly go over when I saw he was home from work. I asked what he wanted and he started a chat about the earlier evening with his son, and thru questioning, I did admit that I like sex with boys. But had only been with my peers. He asked if I had ever been with a grown man, and I said no. Next question, would I like to be with someone who could teach me about love, as opposed to getting off....duh........ he held me, he kissed me, he undressed me, he sucked me, I sucked him...and then the shock of my life, he lubed me up...and after suggesting that I could fuck him in exchange for him fucking me...I agreed very excitedly. I had no idea you could fuck a boy....hahahah WOW blew me away, again, no pun intended. I had enjoyed sex before, but this was unbelieveable....he filled me with cum, and I in turn filled him.....all excited, when I left, I sought out the older gay who introduced me to orgasms and told him guess what I had learned and proceeded to have him fuck me, within the hour of having my first....and from 12 to 15 I knew "queer" and figured I was just that.....however at 15, a 46 year old lady friend of my father's took me to bed and taught me the beauty of f/m sex too. I had no idea what was the alternative to queer, but whatever it was, I now was equally as hungry for pussy as well as cock. During a long marriage to my departed wife, I also had a male lover on the side, and the beauty of being with him, he had the twin to my penis and so I was able to enjoy the pleasure of being fucked by my own cock, in a sense...so anyway, that's my story, I hope it caused a little "excitement in the shorts" *S*

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Thats a tricky question for me, because I pretty much kept that part of me "compartmentalized". In other words, I never acknowledged it openly, but also, I think I kept it secret from myself for a while too.

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For me my awakeing started with relizing that I was indeed Trans, I won't bore you with the details but yes, I compartmentalized and shut down emotionally.

When I finally accepted that part of myself, it was then that I felt OK about my attraction, not just to one sex, but to both.

I had repressed both my gender and my sexual identity until I was about 30 years old. Kept trying to "cure" myself, or drink myself out of it. The things I tried to become a "man" were just stupid. Pushed myself ever harder to be one of the boys, which was never gonna happen.

Anyway, thats my story.

First time I realised I was bi was extremely recently. I have always felt emotionally attracted to women, but only to certain females. The average, every day woman doesn't physically attract me. I have never had a stable relationship with a guy, in the sense that I have never been extremely emotionally involved with a guy to the point that I truly love them, or would care to be apart from them. I was watching a TV show on bisexuality and a doctor was saying that many women don't believe they are bi because they aren't interested in having sex with another woman, but instead they just fall in love with another woman. That is the instant everything made sense. I, unfortunately, have fallen in love with two of my best friends (not to their knowing) but I am not interested in sleeping with them. I was out partying just recently.. and I mayyy have been using illegal drugs, and in those few hours everything was extremely clear. I was so attracted to my friend, and I felt she was feeling the same way, but once the drugs wore off.. there was noooo desire at all to be with her sexually. It may just be me. Maybe I'm not a sexual person. Who knows, right?

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I, unfortunately, have fallen in love with two of my best friends (not to their knowing) but I am not interested in sleeping with them. I was out partying just recently.. and I mayyy have been using illegal drugs, and in those few hours everything was extremely clear. I was so attracted to my friend, and I felt she was feeling the same way, but once the drugs wore off.. there was noooo desire at all to be with her sexually. It may just be me. Maybe I'm not a sexual person. Who knows, right?

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Heh, well, it raises the ol' debate about what "Bisexuality" really is again. If you fancy women mentally but not physically, are you still Bi? I would be careful about making life decisions based on epiphanies that you experience whilst under the influence of illegal substances. But then again, they do have a weird way of "clarifying things" sometimes. Or maybe they just reduce your social inhibitions and allow your unconscious mind to take over for a while. That, coupled with repression might explain why your lust for her disappeared once the drugs wore off. Or maybe you just got high on crack and had some strange thoughts about your friend. you're right... who knows? Certainly not me. Yawn... time for bed.

Hey, this is my first post. I've been lurking for a little while but never really had anything to comment on as this is all pretty new for me. I saw this thread and thought, what better thread to introduce myself in? So here goes:

I only recently started considering bisexuality as an option. Like others have said, it never really occured to me that there was something other than being homosexual or heterosexual. Even after first learning about bisexuality, it never occured to me to consider it. I suppose I should have suspected it but it's just one of those things that I didn't want to consider so I didn't.

I remember my mom coming into my room once when I was around 7. A girl I knew and I were in my bed, stark naked. I can't remember what we were doing but I suspect it was my idea.
We moved not long after. I became best friends with another girl pretty quickly. I think it started as just "comparing" our bodies but eventually, she and I would play "strippers" which typically turned into stripping down and pretending to have sex. We always stopped shy of touching each other pussy though. I do remember her spreading my legs and looking at what I had though. Again, we moved when I was eleven. I still talk to her from time to time; she's completely hetero and we never discuss what we used to do. Sometimes the conversation gets close to it and we fall into an awkward silence.

But, as is the case with many, college opened my eyes. I just finished my first year of college and found myself falling for my best friend. I met her the first day after moving into the dorms. By late October, I'd moved in with her and her roommate. We did everything together. We started flirting, seeing how far it'd get before one of us got creeped out and backed off. Eventually it got so far as moving in for a kiss, always pulling back before our lips actually touched. She would express how weird it was and a few times she said that she had to ask herself if she was a lesbian, always concluding that no, she liked guys. I don't think she's ever considered the possibility of being bi. Anyways, every time we came close to kissing, I felt exhilarated, half disappointed that it hadn't gone further, half relieved that it had stopped when it had.
We stopped with the flirting after we came dangerously close to kissing. However, I started sleeping in her bed with her for part of the night, spooning.
I'm always torn between wanting more and being terrified that something more might happen. But the idea of sex with her isn't at all appealing. That's what confuses me most. I get moody and jealous when she goes on dates or shows interest in guys and I dedicate more time than I should to her. I'll face the question, I could write my paper that's due tomorrow or I could watch a movie with her. I always choose her over school, family, anything.
So that's the short version of my story (ridiculously long, too!) Sorry if it's kind of hard to follow. I've never told this much to anyone, in person or online so I'm freaking out a little bit!

I guess I would have to say that knowing that I was Bi came in the late 70's . As I have told my story of the 1st time else where , I won't waste space here with it again . My first sexual encounter was with a male cousin around 69 or so more out of availabilty then any great attraction . I think we both thought that when females were available that our playing around would end . Well it didn't . By the late 70's we were both married and still found time to get together . I also found time to be with his wife . Niether one knew about the other doing it with me . I don't think the term bi-sexual was available to us just then , but I know when I did hear about it for the first time , I knew right away that it fit me . I liked to have sex with both male and female partners . Oral , vaginal or anal was good for me .Both giving and receiving .

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When was the FIRST time you realised you were Bi?

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When I had a penis in my butt and liked it.

I started to consciously think about the idea of being straight/gay/bi around grade 7 when I started having physical attractions and fantasies (as opposed to a simple "he's cute" crush). I mostly had thoughts about guys up until grade nine when more thoughts about girls started creeping in. I was finally able to...not admit. Admit is the wrong word...it's not like I was trying to hide it from myself or something. I finally...came to the conclusion (after sifting through a lot of myself) that I was bi in grade 11.

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this is my first post so here goes lol

i first relized i was bisexual ( or more relized there was a word for it) when i was 15 and i made a new friend who was very open about her sexuality when i saw that she liked girls i started to think about my past and remembering stuff that had happened like when i was 13 and me and my friend ( who i asume is hetro now) were talking about lesbains and i said i wonder how they have sex so we tryed to act it out it didnt go that far just rubbing against eachother kissing and touching. i also relized that all the fasination i had with past friends may have been more then friendship lol from there i have had a few experiences and dated girls.

i more consider myself bi curious, i LOVE girls and im curious about guys lol

I've always seemed to be somewhat bicurious,especially from the age of 15 or 16. I felt comfortable enough to consider myself bi around two years ago when I was 19. However, noone I knew outside of the Internet knows that I am bi - I don't feel like I have to tell everyone what my sexuality is, because staright people don't do that, so why should everyone else?

I think that I always knew that I was bi. It started at a very young age maybe 7 or 8 me and my girl friends would always play "boyfriends and girlfriends" is what we called it. We would mostly pull our pants down and hump on each other. Probably when I was in the 5th grade one of my girl friends ate me out for the 1st time boy did that feel great. Me and her fooled around alot I always wonder is she bi too but I haven't seen or talked to her in many years. but now as a women I still enjoy hummping other females and eating them out and them doing the same to me.

My first M/M experence was when I was 13 and a adult sucked me off...Ive had numerous experences since then, In the Military I would let a "queer" swing on my cock when I didnt have money to go to Tijuana to get laid, and then afterwards I would meet men at the adult book stores and let them suck me, or I would do anal with them but as the "top". I was always the passive partner and never sucked another man or did anal untill I was about 35, in the early 70's when there was no HIV to worry about.....I decided that since I liked recieving, I would try sucking a man for my first time...I was hooked when he came in my mouth. It took a few times before I swallowed, but I was hooked. I was / am married at the time, but never let the wife know untill we decided to experement with swinging the later 70's.

when i was eight one of my neighbors and i played "doctor." we were completely naked, but we just played with each others tits. the next day, we did the same thing, but she had asked her mom about masturbation, and then proceeded to touch my clit, which had never been done. i felt really wrong about that, and she and i stopped hanging out.

all through high school, i was very sheltered. all of my friends said they were straight, so i just assumed i was. i really didn't do anything sexually with either gender until college.

in college, many of my friends were open about sexual orientation. i dated a few guys, and then got into a long term with one of them. the whole time though, i was really in love with a lesbian that lived close to me. we never did anything but flirt because we were both in relationships, and when she broke up with her gf, i was about to break up with my bf just to be with her when she immediately got another gf.

i discovered my bisexuality with this lesbian (before then, i kissed girls, but that was just for fun). in one of our classes, she was talking about gaydar and how she knew if someone would eat pussy, even if they claimed to be straight. i thought "that describes me perfectly."

then, i met my current husband and that was the first time i had sex. then we had a threesome with a very out bisexual girl, and i discovered that i loved eating pussy.

so now, i love and am very dedicated to my husband, and he doesn't mind if i have girlfriends on the side.

Hey im steve.

Im New to the forum.

I have recently just relized that i might be bisexual.

When looking at pornography i have been more curoius. It started when i started looking at Shemales. I noticed how beautiful they looked. Then i started to looking at Bisexual Pornography. I was really turned on with it. I am a virgin so i have yet to try anything sexual with a man or a woman. I do know though that i have more of a sexual feeling for men than loving. Woman i do Love and have sexual feelings for.

phew it feels good to tell someone

Thanks for Listening to My Story

Steve :bigrin:

Welcome to the forum, Steve. Thanks for sharing. :)

I think I have been curious for several years now, but have only really started talking about it with the wife in the last couple of years. She actually had an experience with a friend of hers a few years ago and discovered that she wasn't THAT curious, but I have been intrigued by watching the act of oral and MMF oral for a while. Thing is that I am not turned on by guys very much at all. In fact, my view goes straight to the waist on a naked guy because I don't find guys that good looking at all.

Eighteen, on the beach on Galveston Island. Always preferred to wear as little clothing as possible, always got the skimpiest Speedos I could. One day, an incredibly buff guy in a thong hit on me and fifteen minutes later I was giving him my first ever BJ in the dunes.

so, reading over this and sevral other threads with similar themes over the year or so i've been here, it seems that the majority of us started to realize our true selves in our early to mid teens.. which means we are pretty "normal", then.. [ ducking under desk to avoid the stones, etc being thrown at him for using the N word]:)