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  1. #1

    When did you know you were different?

    What made you think you were different and into the same sex?

    When i was in high school I saw lots of guys and i was like wow I liked looking those asses in those jeans or shorts lol or when i would be in the lockerroom for gym class i tried not to look but I wouldn't want me to noticed.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    5 or 6? I was “sexually precocious”. I liked both genders, but had more access to other boys. For me, this was not a phase.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Really when I was in high school I heard friends talking about guys being bisexual i started wondering what this would be like it years later before I acted on it

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    After being used by an older cousin for most of a summer I pretty much just put it out of my mind.. till high school when my coach bent me over in the shower.. he used me weekly and sometimes daily.. But in my early 20’s I met a guy in a bar.. he was a tall football type.. very good looking and built.. we were quite drunk and he ask if I ever mess around.. I told him sure I do.. he said no with other guys?? I just looked at him and didn’t know how to answer.. he said I knew it.. I ask what he knew.. he said you never answered so I knew you have.. it hit me like a ton of bricks that I was different..

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    At the age of 9 when my mothers bf came in room and played with me and I got hard , I knew right then that I loved dick especially in my ass

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Puberty onward. Knowing is only the beginning. Acknowledging and accepting....

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    As strange as this might sound, I didn't know I was different until I realized that I liked it and because I did, it made me different. Until that moment, I don't remember ever being "attracted" to boys and I'd gotten an early start having sex with girls and, well, the only thing I knew about sex with boys was being told to never do it. Then I experienced it - and it was all that and a bag of chips and only then did I get the sense that I was different. And while I had that weird sense of being the only one who felt this way, bleh, it didn't dawn on me right away that I wasn't because me and my friends were having sex with each other like it was illegal and going out of style any second now. I realized, even back then, that it wasn't boys I "liked" so much as it was the sex we could have - I was a really smart kid. I could like a guy... but not like I liked girls... which is also why, years later, I got the shock of my life to fall in love with a guy. Who knew?

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Quote Originally Posted by dickmeplz View Post
    At the age of 9 when my mothers bf came in room and played with me and I got hard , I knew right then that I loved dick especially in my ass
    Wow i bet that was little odd but sounds like at that age you enjoyed it with him

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I am going to say when I was 15. I had a crush on a male teacher, and I was very confused/conflicted about my sexuality. Also I lived in a small town, with no one to talk to about this.
    If it is to be, let it be with me

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    probably since I was 8 or 9, I was always attracted to both sexes

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Quote Originally Posted by Jazminedress View Post
    probably since I was 8 or 9, I was always attracted to both sexes
    Likewise...about 7 ...sucked cock several times...at 13 went hetero (mostly) full out for pussy until 65 until went full bi, it's all for the cock now...but I also wouldn't turn down eating pussy

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I am not sure, when I realized, that I was different, but it was early in my teens. I really never had any thoughts, that I was different, and I was on my own quest, to learn as much as I could, about sex, since that was all, most of my young male friends, and I where always talking about sex and women. What I did not know, was anything about the female gender, since I was growing up with all brothers. I was very curious about sex in general and I eager to learn as much as I could, there was, no Internet and learning about sex was a challenge! There was a few men’s magazine and National Geographic with picture and that was about it and most parents failed to discuss it openly.
    Although I had an interested, in mainly the female gender, I was much too young to learn, about it. So, I then took on the task, to learn about my own body since that is what most of my friends, talked about. Many of the older boys, openly discussed about how they had learned, how to play with their penis’s. They talked about, stroking their penis’s and how they got hard and some had said the more they played with their self, the better it made them feel. Some said that if they continue to play with their self, some time they would be able to, ejaculate some unknown creamy sticky fluid. That had encouraged me, to play more often with my own penis. In the beginning, I was not able to have an real ejaculation, but it would seem, that it would make me feel much better, so my own penis, became my best friend and it was not long until had my first ejaculation and it would be on a much regular basis and that strange feeling was what I had learn later to be an organism and to this day, I do try to masturbate, whenever I want to feel that feeling of having an organism.
    When I was beginning high school, I often heard, other kids, talking about other guys, that were called a Queer/Fag, but now it is called, being Gay or Bisexual, so I was very secretive, as to my desires and not wanting, to be caught or called out/outed as a Queer/Fag! So, when I was in the boy’s locker-room for gym class, I tried, not to look or get caught looking, at the other boy’s cocks, Since I did not want anyone to noticed me looking and getting the new name as a Fag! Often, I could not help myself, I did not believe, that I was attracted to other boys, but I sure was fascinated, at seeing their naked cocks. I then started wondering, what this would be like with me touching another cock. I was then introduced to homosexual or (male sex), not completely by choice, but I had let an older male, believe that he was seducing me and all I was trying to do, is learn more, about what sex was really all about and he had often paid me for our time together. I guess that would make me a male whore! I did know better, the only thing I knew about sex with other boys, was being told, to never do it, but my curiosity had allowed me to experience it. I did go back, off and on, for a few weeks and I would have to say, that did not know, that I was different, until I realized, that I really enjoyed playing with, another’s person cock and letting that person play with my cock, yet I also had that weird feeling, of being the only one, who could felt this way, by having homosexual sex! I was very confused/conflicted about my sexuality.
    Soon I changed my life focus, to only having only “normal sex” (male/female sex) and I did not have, the desire for any type, of homosexual sex for many years, and not until my wife death, due to Cancer.
    I had realized that, I still need, some better form of my sexual relief, since playing with myself, and my own toys, can only go so far. I truly was truly alone and I missing out on the human touch by others. I reflect back to my own homosexual activities, as a young teen and even though, I had not thought about it at all, for all my, many years marriage. It is now, all about cocks now! I started finding myself, focusing more about busting a nut or two and at the same time, I found myself, desiring to play with other male cock and hopefully we would share some mutual oral pleasures together and hopefully, I would then have the opportunity to improve my one abilities, about the “art of sucking” someone cock and hopefully, have them suck my cock. I am now truly, one of many, current “Full-time Male Cocksucker”!
    Understand, life is but a short Journey, people must try to experience and enjoy any, and all, of various sexual opportunities that they can, while they are able to! The lasting memories can be great!

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I was about 14. It was after the first time I had sucked my cousins cock, and loved it. After that first time whenever we were alone, I had his cock in my mouth.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I suppose I knew it all my life. I just did not know just how different until I got hard sucking my best friend off.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I figured that out in high school gym class. A guy changing next to me said I had a nice body. He looked pretty good too...… a shapely ass in tight briefs, with a very appealing bulge. Clearly a missed opportunity.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I didn't really recognize it because I was only attracted to girls. I actually still generally only notice women when out in public. But starting when I was a teenager I would always masturbate to the gay adds I'm the back of porn magazines. In the newspaper I would look at the m4m ads in the personal ads. I got caught once trying to peek at a guys junk in the locker room but I was never attracted to guys. I also grew up in a family that was and still is extremely homophobic so there was no way I was going down that path.

  17. #17

    Re: When did you know you were different?

    The guy next door was gay. At 13 I offered to let him blow me if he would let me drive his car. He declined. Married at 22. It probably hit me in my mid 20's when stuck on commercial boat for 10 hours with nothing to do. The cabin boy, maybe 16, sat opposite and assumed provocative poses. Again, nothing happened even though I toyed with inviting him to my hotel after the journey. I developed an interest in transvestites, magazines, stories etc. In my early 30's on a business trip to a major city I wandered in to a cross dresser's tavern, met, conversed with and invited a not-so-cute CD to have sex at "her" place. I sucked "her" cock without drawing cum. At 42 I started visiting ABS and have never turned back.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I started early with a "kissing cousin" (female). She played with my erect cock, I sucked her nipples and I fingered her, a bit of dry humping (externally) but no penetration or outright sex. Then when in my early teens I hung with a bunch of macho jocks who shared homework after school to save time so we could watch porn and jerk off together. One day I ended up alone with one friend and we convinced one another to suck one another off, since nobody else was around. It ended up being a summer of oral, and fucking one another regularly. Kissing one another was "gross" (although later I got into it with men).

    It took me some time for me to rationalize I could actually be gay AND straight (I had no idea that bisexuality existed till a few years later), as I still was seeing girls and getting some action there. I eventually saw a porno in a Time Square booth where a guy was fucking a girl and another guy offered his cock to the two of them and they sucked it as they fucked....suddenly it made sense that you could like women AND men !!

    Been happily Bi ever since...about 50 years and counting.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I was in Jr High and I was told by this nasty bitch twin girl in 8th grade that she wished she had my bubble butt ... I had a girl butt and was called bubble butt all the time by her and her sister and their friends. Some time later I was digging through some old clothes and found a skirt and well one thing leg to another and when I wore it my butt was like a plump girls butt and hips were somewhat wide couple of rolled up socks for breasts and body worked ... not the face ..... i say that’s was a turning point, I’d later on in life get fucked good with that same burgundy skirt ... got caught wearing a tan one by my parents but that’s a different story...

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Quote Originally Posted by chargersfan View Post
    I was in Jr High and I was told by this nasty bitch twin girl in 8th grade that she wished she had my bubble butt ... I had a girl butt and was called bubble butt all the time by her and her sister and their friends. Some time later I was digging through some old clothes and found a skirt and well one thing leg to another and when I wore it my butt was like a plump girls butt and hips were somewhat wide couple of rolled up socks for breasts and body worked ... not the face ..... i say that’s was a turning point, I’d later on in life get fucked good with that same burgundy skirt ... got caught wearing a tan one by my parents but that’s a different story...
    wow , tell us what happened next .

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Quote Originally Posted by playful808 View Post
    5 or 6? I was “sexually precocious”. I liked both genders, but had more access to other boys. For me, this was not a phase.
    I was the same age. Had lots of fun with both sexes

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    When I was 12yo I first realized I liked guys. I did not want to be "gay" but I also could not stop getting naked with friends!

  23. #23

    Re: When did you know you were different?

    19. Girlfriend cheated on me and was turned on by it. I loved the thought of a another guys big cock ramming her pussy. I wanted in on it. I’ve always loved the look of a guys ass.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    When I was in my early fifties and wifey was no longer into sex at all, I got into oral sex porn, women blowing guys mostly. But then one movie featured bi mmf and that really turned me on. Then one day when wifey was out of town, I met a guy at a nearby lake, invited him back to my place, put on som blowjob porn and let him blow me. But then I had hm stand up and whipped out his cock and sucked him off. There was a mirror on the wall and I could see his dick sliding back and forth in my mouth and that’s when I knew I was different. (and became a very good cocksucker too!)

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    Quote Originally Posted by marine20 View Post
    wow , tell us what happened next .
    If you asking about the tan skirt my stepdad whipped the shit out of me with help from my mom after they caught me ... that was the fix back in my day... is that what you were asking about ?

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I don't think I ever feel different. I mean, starting at the age of 32, when my gay fantasies first arose, I was going to all sorts of gay sex venues, like video arcades, porn theaters, bathhouses, gay sex clubs, back rooms of gay bars, jerk-off clubs, all-men naked dancing, clothing optional nights in gay bars, and gay orgies, always surrounded by tons of other guys just like me.

    Then, at 51, after losing my gay virginity, as a top, finally making love to another man's ass, I gave up all the anonymous oral sex and started joining online gay and bisexual dating sites, again filled with tons of guys just like me, and then hooking up with guys in each other's homes. In addition, now that LGBTQ stuff is so wide open in our society, I'm even more aware of how I'm really not different. In fact, I think there are even more guys just like me, bisexual, way more guys, than society thinks. And then I'm surrounded now by such wonderful men just like me in this forum.

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I was the straightest guy you've ever seen: masculine, a lady's man, huge libido (but only for women) when my wife of 15 years decided she didn't want to be married anymore. I was stunned beyond words. We'd had a really good sex life and I thought our relationship was pretty good overall.
    So when we split - this was in the late 1990's - I bought my first computer and logged onto that new thing called the "internet". And, being newly divorced and very horny, gravitated towards porno of course. I stumbled onto some gay porn occasionally and viewed it with detached interest at first ... until I realized I was getting hard watching it. I remember one particular short video of a guy jacking off and cumming. I literally couldn't take my eyes off it and, alone in my apartment, stripped naked and began jacking along with him. I had crossed into new territory.
    I got involved with a girl shortly thereafter but kept returning more and more to watching gay or bi porn. I found I loved watching naked guys almost as much as naked women. A couple of years later, I discovered this site and a couple of others where chat was allowed and wandered in, nervous but excited. it was a whole new world, sharing fantasies with women and men, some of which led to masturbating via keyboard. Then one day a guy asked if he could call me. My g/f was gone for a few hours, working on a Saturday, and I gulped and gave him our number (pre-cell phones). We talked for an hour, me naked on my bed, stroking with him, sharing a level of intimacy that turned me on more than I had been in years. From that point on, I tried to do phone when I could. The sound of a guy's (or sometimes girl's) voice as he or she approaches orgasm is a huge turnon for me.
    I got remarried a few years ago. No, my wife doesn't know and would NOT understand. I still have those urges. Once they enter your head and get your balls buzzing, it's hard to make them go away ...

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    In the late 70s I would catch my self staring a guy's ass as much and a woman. Men wore tight jeans then. I was drawn to women more so I put men in the back of my mind. in the 90s I started thinking about 3 some with the now Ex-wife. By the early 2000s I started exploring the internet and found a few bi and gay porn sites. By 2002 I sucked my first dick but it wasn't till 2004 at age 44 I accepted the fact I was Bisexual. Hence the 44 at the end of my screen name

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    Re: When did you know you were different?

    When I was 6 or7, I was jacking off every chance I got. I’d seen naked men in the showers at the public swimming pool and at the showers in the trailer park that we lived in. I would fantasize about what it would be like to touch them and suck them, I wondered how much bigger they would get when they were hard. Sometimes I would get hard just looking the cocks and would try to hide it. Then one day, a guy caught me looking at his cock. No one else was around and he walked over and stood in front of me as I was sitting on a bench. He asked if I like it and pulled my towel that was covering my hard little cock. Then he said it looks like you like it. Told me to meet him outside and I did. I was about 7 to 8 then, I didn’t know what wanted for sure, but I knew I want to play with his ccs and to suck it. I followed him to his trailer, we went inside as soon as we were inside he took his clothes off and I copied him. He had me sit down and then brushed his cock back and forth against my face and mouth. I still remember how hard and big his cock got. He told me to suck it and I was eager to do it. Then he said he was going to cum and to just swallow it, I did and I liked the taste. I would stop by his trailer once a week for years to suck him off. His cock was so big compared to my young mouth. I consider myself a bisexual, I love eating a nice wet pussy as much as I like sucking.

  30. #30

    Re: When did you know you were different?

    I never realized being different. That’s a relative term. I had no interest in guys while in my teens, just women. As I entered my 20s it then became I was interested in sex and the pleasure derived. My gf at the time swapped my cum with me during a post bj kiss, I then explored beyond her pussy and probed her ass with my tongue. She was turned on by it and so I continued. Her pleasure was mine. Is that the difference? Once o became single again in my mid 20s and lacking sexual pleasure. I sought to the usual outlets available to a guy, strip clubs, cheap easy titillation and porn. That may be where my exploration began. Watching a woman suck a cock was a turn on. What was fascinating was the amount of pleasure she seemed to get from giving a blow job. Then the opportunity presented itself during a night at a strip club. The combination of unfulfilled desire and the curiosity of what was so pleasurable in delivering a blow job led me to a hotel room and onto my knees sucking and pleasuring a cock and myself.

    Im still left with what difference are we talking about?

 

 

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