Growing up Bi?

I always felt bi. I love looking at women. Had a cousin's wife that would sunbath topless and walk around after shower nude. I saw her several times in some state of undress. Would also borrow my cousins hustlers and penthouse. Never returned. Me and another cousin had a different relationship. His was the first dick I ever sucked. Had a much older neighbor that showed every way that he could imagine or had seen in porn to make him cum. I played basketball so saw a lot of dick in showers but some how kept my cool. Had a friend who was a girl that liked me more than I did her. She gave me a blow job she would only let me finger her and play with her tits. Actually that's all I would do because I was afraid of getting her pregnant. She was the last girl I touched till I was almost 22. But sucked 11 dicks before her.
 
I agree with you on type and I can be submissive - in the bedroom so to speak, I don't recommend trying it elsewhere just because I seem easygoing as I have a long history of trouble with authority figures.
Can SO relate to this!
 
Speaking as someone who, at a young age, eagerly served as my best friend Larry's enthusiastic and devoted, personal cocksucker for a number of years, giving him daily blowjobs, whenever he wanted one, and frequently sucking his cock 2 or more times that same day!!! It was strictly a one way arrangement and I never wanted it to be any different. He was my superior and I had do do whatever he told me to do! I would unquestioningly drop to my knees, at a moments notice, to take his cock into my mouth, and let him roughly fuck my throat, while the question of reciprocation was never even considered. I was a Cocksucker and he wasn't.
I grew up knowing that I was sexually attracted to both boys and girls. But while I was both physically and emotionally attracted to girls, my only goal regarding other males was to be their Cocksucker, albeit insatiably.
You know your really a good friend. Giving him such pleasure with not wanting anything in return!
Has he acknowledged that all the while making sure you know your role?
 
Since a very young age I knew I was attracted to boys. Didn’t know it was called gay.
New girls in school but not in a sexual way and never even thought that way.
But there were some boys I had crushes on they were gay. I wanted to hang out as I recall but I was constantly told by friends family it’s not right.
Oh how I didn’t listen. No matter the age follow who you are! 🌈
 
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This was my experience with girls in high school, it's no wonder I loved the attention of masculine guys. As someone on the swim team, I had great opportunity to oogle some very nice cock and ass eye candy.
I didn’t pay a lot of attention to cock size until later in life.

I played football, baseball and basketball in jr-high and high-school. Loved looking at all the cocks in the showers.There were a couple of the guys I knew from my neighborhood and we had had sex with one another before and in jr-high. Occasionally we grabbed assed in the showers. Once in high-school I had my first pussy and was hooked but still had sex with males but none of my old friends.
 
I kissed my first girl in 7th grade, and was soon have sexual contact with her. I had sex with a bunch of girls before I sucked cock. But I had all kinds of other urges, including wanting to be a girl. I sort of knew I was going to have sex with a boy sometime, just like I had sex with girls. It's hard to explain, but I didn't feel the revulsion to gay sex other boys expressed, I wondered at what a cock would feel like, I tasted my own cum because I wondered what it tasted like, I marveled at how much some girls loved to suck cock and fuck and wanted to know why - it was all just fun experience to me - I guess I was determined that I wasn't going to miss any of it. YOLO before it was popular.
 
I remember in school, don’t know the grade but not high school.
My mother came into my room and I had a dildo deep in my ass.
One thing about her she never got mad even though she hoped I’d be straight.
Eventually she asked if I wanted satin sheets. ❤️❤️❤️
 
I remember in school, don’t know the grade but not high school.
My mother came into my room and I had a dildo deep in my ass.
One thing about her she never got mad even though she hoped I’d be straight.
Eventually she asked if I wanted satin sheets. ❤️❤️❤️
Oh my! I can't imagine my mom walking in on me with a dildo in my ass though she did suspect me of liking things in my ass. She would give me enemas when I had a stomach ache and she caught on when I continually had stomach aches!😮
 
Oh my! I can't imagine my mom walking in on me with a dildo in my ass though she did suspect me of liking things in my ass. She would give me enemas when I had a stomach ache and she caught on when I continually had stomach aches!😮
It’s kinda crazy the things I’ve been caught doing. Even by a neighbor. And she enjoyed it greatly.
Besides it’s only sex.
 
It’s kinda crazy the things I’ve been caught doing. Even by a neighbor. And she enjoyed it greatly.
Besides it’s only sex.
Absolutely only sex and if they are open sexually it can be fun. As a teen I spent the night with a friend and his mom walked in the bathroom while I was peeing with morning wood and stood and watched then smiled and walked out. From the on every time I saw her she would smile or had something cute to say. My cock would always react to her.
 
I had school boy oral play when I was young and was thrilled bi it…. Then as I grew up felt guilty about urges to JO into my mouth then let the guilt set in about gayness thoughts. Up until I was about 26 I went in and out of phases stroking off into my mouth and then guilt would kick in and I would stop.

Slowly as seclude diminished as years being married to a woman rolled by I began to think about cock again and began eating my cum but fantasized about sucking a cock…. Not so much about the man but satisfying my oral needs. Now I have an FWB and have fulfilled that desire…. Still mostly straight acting but like eating my cum and his cum a on the few occasions I get to suck him off and reconnect with those feelings I had many years ago
 
On a purely physical level, I knew I liked cocks just as much as pussies pretty much as soon as I was sexually aware. But I've only ever been romantically and emotionally attracted to women. So although I guess that technically makes me bisexual, I've never really seen that as my identity. I've always considered my desire for cock to just be similar to my enjoyment of masturbation---something purely physical that's a private part of my sexuality, and something that I wouldn't really be comfortable discussing with friends or family.

And although I probably wouldn't be able to resist if the perfect gay sex opportunity presented itself, I've never really gone looking for it. It just makes my life simpler to stick with women in real life and keep cocks in the fantasy department.
 
Absolutely only sex and if they are open sexually it can be fun. As a teen I spent the night with a friend and his mom walked in the bathroom while I was peeing with morning wood and stood and watched then smiled and walked out. From the on every time I saw her she would smile or had something cute to say. My cock would always react to her.
Really can’t talk for you but having been gay from a child and seen any many scenarios it really has made me proud of being a cocksucker. Kinda funny those that try to shame me get frustrated when I smile at them.
 
I was pretty freaked when I "discovered" I had a thing for hard cocks as a teenager. Terrified I was "gay," I spent years trying to deny that it had anything to do with me.

I loved and was very successful with girls and women, but to my dismay, that did not erase my bi desires, which would come unbidden during masturbation sessions.

(This was long ago; pre-internet. I did not see any kind of visual gay porn until my mid-20s, in a magazine belonging to a roommate. I had, however, dog-eared places in a couple of novels I'd read that described m2m sex.)

In my late 20s, my then-gf and I somehow stumbled upon the fact that we were both bi. It was an enormous relief to have someone know my "awful" secret, and we enjoyed playing with our bisexuality in fantasy. Although she had a crush on her best female friend, so far as I know she did not act on it during our relationship; she later did have a female friend with whom she had sex, though I'm not sure she would have called her a girlfriend.

Meanwhile, as I aged, I reluctantly admitted to myself that this was simply a part of me. I vowed to accept it internally but never to reveal it to anyone, unless anonymously. I was too freaked out to buy any visual porn of m2m or mmf sex, but I liked reading Penthouse "Variations" letters, some of which were explicitly gay or bi.

When the internet emerged, I quickly discovered AOL chat rooms, and found a release there. I even had phone sex with one guy I'd met in a chat room. It was fun but I felt terribly guilty and afraid it meant I was gay.

One time, and only one time, in the late 90s I visited an adult bookstore and bought porn magazines featuring gay and bi photos. I also let an older man suck my cock in a video booth.

I kept all this in my head until a dozen or so years later. While traveling for work, I got on Craigslist and found a man to come suck my cock in my hotel room. He was unattractive and rather brusque, but I came in about eight seconds and he left.

I did that on occasion, as well as find cocksuckers at video booths for a few years. Perhaps it was maturity, but finally, I got tired of running from this part of myself and deliberately visited a video booth so I could suck my first cock. It was hot, it didn't last long, I didn't make him (an older black man) cum. But it showed me that it was no illusion: I really loved having a hard cock in my mouth.

I discovered online hookup sites, and learned that most older men (married preferred, as I was married also) wanted to suck cock with no reciprocation. So that's the lion's share of what I did. Not often, just a few times a year. Every once in a while I would get lucky and find a guy who let me be my full, cocksucker self.

I eventually told my wife I was bi and she was surprisingly accepting of it, with a few hiccups. Trying to navigate how I can indulge my love for cock without triggering her insecurity has been an ongoing project.

I love seeing myself, thinking of myself, telling others, that I AM a cocksucker. Some of my wife's friends know I'm bi and that turns me on so much. I have told some of my women friends and a couple of male friends know.

I love sex with my wife. It's fantastic. I would like more cock, but I'm grateful for what I get.
 
It took me a long time to grasp the idea that bi was an option. I wasn’t the top alpha draw for girls in high school (though I’d learned enough to get compliments on my skills when I got a chance to share them with some of the girls I liked). But I already understood that gays existed which confused me when I found myself curious about boys and even attracted to some. I actually avoided situations that I feared might test me on that and as a result probably missed out on more than one circle jerk. I actually met openly gay fellow students in college but again held back and none of them were enough of an attraction to draw me out and risk exposure and I apparently didn’t register on their gaydar except for the anonymous guy in the library who copped a feel as he squeezed past in the library. I was with my girlfriend that time and fled - if I had been alone I wonder if it might have been different. By the time I was out in the working world I began to grasp the understanding that I could be with the right girl or the right guy, though the timing never worked out for a relationship with a guy.
I think I grew up Bi but honestly didn't feel like I could viably consider that an option due to social constraints and peer pressure at the time I grew up, through the late 1970s and early 1980s was my 'coming of age' period...
A relationship outside the hetro sphere was still very taboo, men were being arrested for lewd behaviour through the 1970s and I remember married male public figures being outed and paraded on the front pages of national daily newspapers for having same sex relationships...

It was hard times having Bi thoughts, these days, nobody bats an eyelid, oh how times change...🤭💋
 
I think I grew up Bi but honestly didn't feel like I could viably consider that an option due to social constraints and peer pressure at the time I grew up, through the late 1970s and early 1980s was my 'coming of age' period...
A relationship outside the hetro sphere was still very taboo, men were being arrested for lewd behaviour through the 1970s and I remember married male public figures being outed and paraded on the front pages of national daily newspapers for having same sex relationships...

It was hard times having Bi thoughts, these days, nobody bats an eyelid, oh how times change...🤭💋
Early to mid 80s was my coming of age. Gays in my neighborhood and school and in the media were looked at differently or shunned. I was bi leaning more towards men. I was lucky to have found 2 guys my age at different times of the 80s to experiment with and also 2 older men who might have thought they were taken advantage of me or not, but we're much needed and wanted so I didn't have to try and ask other men out or out myself to people who wouldn't have accepted me.
I don't know if I would act any different if I was growing up in this era. Some of us are shy and approaching others for intimacy is difficult in any era. With the dating apps I would like to think I would take advantage of them.
 
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