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How you became bisexual

I guess I have always been bi, but it has been supressed for most of my life. I remember when I was young (a long time ago!) getting turned on by looking at the pictures of women in underwear in shopping catalogues ... but also getting turned on looking at the pictures of men in pants too. So looking back, it's always been there.
 
Felt bisexual always. Started jerking off early. Had mutual jack off and sucking times with guys then just sucking and getting fucked. Then mutual sucking and fucking to just sucking to being sucked by a girl to finally fucking a girl when I was 21. Finally an official bisexual
 
Dunno if that counts, I've never had sex with a man. But I do have bisexual sex dreams, I like gay porn and anal play (straight and bi porn too).

I think it started when I was 18 and at hospital for 2 months, and I had a few enemas from this hot nurse. She was kind but laughed at me for getting an erection.

I considered myself straight for like 10 years more, but I wasn't disgusted by male body or gay sex, and I eventually started to crave it.

I had to have a colonoscopy every 2 years since I was 18 and I quickly started looking forward to it. I got tentacle in my ass fetish. My wife used to do anal with me (both ways) and I loved it, but our marriage deteriorated for non sex reasons, and it's been years since this happened. Now I'm basically waiting to get the divorce and try proper gay sex.
 
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A few experiences in my teens and then 20 years of not giving it any thought. Saw a show about married guys hooking up and it tweaked my interest, a bit later a guy came on to me and wanted to suck my cock, I let him and that reopened the door. Am completely in the closet though as the wife would never accept it
 
nassauguy_2001 said:
Great reply Liqueur!

I have posted here many times, and with Great Respect to the mods, I will keep it within the lines...

I started "early" with several neighborhood 'guys' Started at a summer campout in the backyard with maybe 7-8 of us. After playing around a bit, we all got involved in some form of M2M contact; some jerking and a few sucking. When our education restarted in September we continued our adventures in my finished basement late afternoons. Soon I because the group's cocksucker, and I was a happy man! At this point I had not even seen a girl's tits in person, never mind had any sexual contact with the opposite sex. Yes a few of them stole 'Girly Magazines' from their older brothers and we enjoyed looking at the photos, but for me to have one of my buds with the centerfold opened while his cock was deep in my mouth was such a turn on for me!!! Back then when I sucked cock I was always Rock Hard!!! (Today at 67 not so much).

One afternoon one of my buds older brothers stopped by right before dinner time. He said his little brother told him that I was a pretty cock cocksucker and maybe I would like to give him a test ride. I told him my Mom would be home soon, so he better cum quick. I sucked him for maybe 4-5 minutes and he said his sweet load was too good to waste on my pretty little mouth, so he pulled me to my feet, pushed and bent over the pool table, dropped my shorts, and slowly worked his still wet cock into my ass. It hurt like hell for a few minutes until I adjusted, and just then I heard my Mom come home and call downstairs that she was home.

I replied that we were starting up a new game of pool, so I will be upstairs in a little bit. She acknowledged and went upon her business of getting dinner ready.

To my "buddy" this signaled that he had 15-20 minutes to fully enjoy my ass, and wow did he take advantage of that time. He plowed me over the pool table for a bit, then moved us to one of the couches. He fed me his cock directly from my ass to get it wet again, and then placed me bent over on my knees and went to town fucking me doggy style. Finally he tired of that position and after feeding his cock into my mouth once again, he laid me down on my back and mounted me missionary. He said he wanted to look at my face and into my eyes as he filled my ass with his cum.

With my legs held high over my head, he pounded my ass relentlessly until he could hold out no longer. Finally he held his face close to mine and looking right into my eyes he filled my ass with 'buckets' of cum like a healthy 18 year old guy typically produces!

This was the start of my journey of becoming a total bottom, a position I am damm proud of!!!
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This story is so wonderful
 
Had two boy on boy experiences. Teens and 20’s.
Neither meant much to me. I was into girls.
Well married and in my later 30’s my marriage tempered sex wise.
I needed something..another woman out of the question. Too dangerous
So I discovered chat rooms and other curious married guys.
Has worked out well for me. Discreet and fun
 
Sticking with the rules of Literotica I knew by magic on my 18th birthday I suddenly became bisexual.
However the truth is that I knew I was into females when I was ten, that was when I first knowingly met my now wife. I apparently sat on her lap and announced to the world that she was beautiful and I was going to marry her. 11 years later my wish came true. It was not long after that when I was walking on Datmoor that I had my first male cock inside me. And I realised I loved it. At this time had 4 lovers one was a young female she was 16 and a boyfriend who was 15 and two German lads who fucked me any chance I gave them. I saw beauty in both male and females.
 
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There were hints in my teens, probably a few missed opportunities too. Had one friend with a great cock there for the taking and I should've jumped on it.

Then when I moved to a new city in my twenties, my sex drive absolutely could not be satiated by women alone and I slowly began to realize what I needed. The more open I was to it, the more comfortable I became with my sexuality, and now just need those opportunities again.
 
Not sure if we’re allowed to mention age but when I was (UK age of consent) I lost my virginity to my first boyfriend. I always grew up thinking I was straight. It was pretty bad sex to be honest, barely any foreplay, no oral from him and I’d get 5 or 10 mins of fucking and left feeling disappointment that he didn’t want to make me cum. I could do it myself pretty easily. I didn’t fake it with him, but he never even asked me if I’d enjoyed it. When I asked him if he’d go down on me after I gave him a BJ he said no. Despite being freshly showered and smooth. Yet even despite how poor it was, I was always up for it, I found him attractive and loved the build up to it and the sneaking around was exciting. Eventually I broke up with him after the last year of school finished, had a one-off rebound thing with another guy which was similarly bad.

Started college the next academic year and met a girl 2 years older than me who was on my course. Vaguely knew her from school although we’d never even spoke before. I fell in with her social circle, I’d go out with her and her 18 year old mates. Mostly drinking in pubs, clubs, gigs, the bouncers mostly just let me in despite obviously being under the drinking age without asking for ID. One time we were dancing with each other near some guys and she asked if she could kiss me to get their attention. It was a nice kiss but did nothing for me, it was more funny than anything else.

I think the next weekend we went to a gig and stayed over at one of her mate’s house and shared the spare bed after. She told me she enjoyed the kiss from last weekend. I felt her moving closer to me and I remember thinking ‘she’s going to kiss me again’ and I just let her. It was pretty nice, eventually she rolled on top of me and I remember her hair being all around me as we were kissing, thinking how different that felt. Strange but OK. She had very wandering hands and I just went with it, I had had a bit to drink but wasn’t drunk. When she put her hand down my pajama shorts I think I saw stars, it felt like nothing I had ever felt before. She kissed and fingered me for probably not very long until I came hard, my first orgasm from someone other than me.

The next day she was as cool as a cucumber. Laughed it off like it was nothing. When we parted she kissed me on the cheek and gave my bum a squeeze, said she would see me tomorrow at college. The next weekend went much the same way, she arranged for us to stay ay her mate’s again and before I knew it I was regularly having incredible sex with my friend, while still thinking I was straight. To be honest I think I was still straight then. I wasn’t attracted to her, despite her being pretty and having a good body. I still liked men. But I couldn’t believe how good the sex was and after a couple of months of it I suppose I did start fantasising about her and later other women. When she went off to uni I still had a year left in college and I made another similar friend, then some more like that when I went off to university. It felt like sleeping with women instead of men was like a cheat code to good sex that I had discovered, more than a sexuality thing. But I have described myself as bisexual since my first year of uni and was out to all my new friends from day one.
 
tmm_drzt said:
Dunno if that counts, I've never had sex with a man. But I do have bisexual sex dreams, I like gay porn and anal play (straight and bi porn too).

I think it started when I was 18 and at hospital for 2 months, and I had a few enemas from this hot nurse. She was kind but laughed at me for getting an erection.

I considered myself straight for like 10 years more, but I wasn't disgusted by male body or gay sex, and I eventually started to crave it.

I had to have a colonoscopy every 2 years since I was 18 and I quickly started looking forward to it. I got tentacle in my ass fetish. My wife used to do anal with me (both ways) and I loved it, but our marriage deteriorated for non sex reasons, and it's been years since this happened. Now I'm basically waiting to get the divorce and try proper gay sex.
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Best wishes in your quest for that proper gay sex!
 
Been attracted or curious about MM sex since puberty. When the internet became a thing i'd always find my way to the gay side of dating sites. I loved the dick pics.

About 15 years ago i was going through a divorce. 2 guys hit me up on AFF and offered to bliw me. I decided to take them up on it. They were masters at thrir craft, but gay panic set in and i got the hell out of there.

Years later, remarried, i told my wife about it and the desire to do it and much more again. She gave the green light and the rest is history.
 
As a transgender woman, my journey of identity has been complex and marked by discovery. At the beginning of my transition, my heart and desire were exclusively focused on men. For me, it was self-evident, a way to validate my own femininity through the male gaze. I aspired to live a classic heterosexual romance, the one that society presents to us as the norm.
However, reality often proved to be much more bitter than my dreams. I met many men who, instead of seeing the woman I am, only perceived me as a curiosity, an experiment to try, or a sexual object. Their behavior deeply hurt me, reducing my being to a simple box to check on their sexual conquest list. I was dehumanized, and the emotional connection I so ardently sought remained desperately absent.
Tired of these disappointments and this lack of respect, I began to question myself. What if I was looking for love in the wrong place? It was then that my gaze turned towards women. This new path opened up to me like a revelation. With women, I discovered a completely different form of connection. Beyond physical attraction, we shared a mutual understanding, similar life experiences in the face of patriarchy, and a sisterhood that immediately enveloped me with kindness.
Our relationships were built on much deeper foundations than simple desire. We spoke the same language—that of the heart, the mind, and respect. For the first time, I felt seen and appreciated for the totality of who I am: a woman, with her strengths, her flaws, her history, and her aspirations. This intellectual and emotional connection made physical intimacy all the more beautiful and fulfilling.
Today, I identify as bisexual. My attraction is no longer limited to one gender. I cherish the deep and respectful relationships I can have with women, who have brought me so much. This does not mean I have completely closed the door on men. From time to time, I still have male encounters, but my approach has changed. I am more demanding, more attentive, and I no longer settle for crumbs of affection. My journey has taught me to respect myself and to demand that same respect in return, regardless of the gender of the person who shares my life.
 
TsAlena said:
As a transgender woman, my journey of identity has been complex and marked by discovery. At the beginning of my transition, my heart and desire were exclusively focused on men. For me, it was self-evident, a way to validate my own femininity through the male gaze. I aspired to live a classic heterosexual romance, the one that society presents to us as the norm.
However, reality often proved to be much more bitter than my dreams. I met many men who, instead of seeing the woman I am, only perceived me as a curiosity, an experiment to try, or a sexual object. Their behavior deeply hurt me, reducing my being to a simple box to check on their sexual conquest list. I was dehumanized, and the emotional connection I so ardently sought remained desperately absent.
Tired of these disappointments and this lack of respect, I began to question myself. What if I was looking for love in the wrong place? It was then that my gaze turned towards women. This new path opened up to me like a revelation. With women, I discovered a completely different form of connection. Beyond physical attraction, we shared a mutual understanding, similar life experiences in the face of patriarchy, and a sisterhood that immediately enveloped me with kindness.
Our relationships were built on much deeper foundations than simple desire. We spoke the same language—that of the heart, the mind, and respect. For the first time, I felt seen and appreciated for the totality of who I am: a woman, with her strengths, her flaws, her history, and her aspirations. This intellectual and emotional connection made physical intimacy all the more beautiful and fulfilling.
Today, I identify as bisexual. My attraction is no longer limited to one gender. I cherish the deep and respectful relationships I can have with women, who have brought me so much. This does not mean I have completely closed the door on men. From time to time, I still have male encounters, but my approach has changed. I am more demanding, more attentive, and I no longer settle for crumbs of affection. My journey has taught me to respect myself and to demand that same respect in return, regardless of the gender of the person who shares my life.
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nicely AI generated! :love:
 
Opportunity as an older guy, allowed me to experiment with the curiosity from my significantly younger age/ days.

I have always recalled 1 best buddy, from the playground, that lived 10 houses away. We were inseparable. Basement “playings”.

There was also another buddy, we found his mothers and fathers stash of reel to reel porn movies. Long time ago ! It was more giggling.
 
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I was recently divorced. My crossdressing had been put away for several years and it came back with the empty house, initially with all the stuff my ex had left in the house and then I bought more of course. She had also left a vibrator and a realistic dildo and I had never played with or explored those things up to that point, but I somehow went down that rabbit hole too. My stories share some of my experiences, but the summary is that I was discovered by an older gentleman rather innocently. He got a glimpse of my thong one day. He was rather forward about it and I, for some reason, shared openly. Over time, he gave me a safe space to explore my feminine side and he became my lover for a couple of amazing years. Before that, even when dressed and playing with toys, clearly fantasizing, I would have said that I wasn't bi or anything but straight. But he helped me clarify that I was at least bi.
 
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