How you became bisexual

Mine was different I have known I wasn't straight from an early age, in my later teens I thought I was gay in fact and was only with guys not dating my 1st girl until my college years. I gave hand-jobs and blow-jobs to many guys until I finally figured out I was in fact both into girls and guys, now this was back in the 70's and being from a very strict Italian Catholic family my tendencies towards guys was very very well hidden from others. After I was with both guys & girls, again the girls were out in the open while the guys remained well from public view I mean it was different back then. A while before I met my wife I was strictly with girls and we married over 40 years ago with her not knowing of my bi side.
Kinda similar to this. Always attracted to girls, then met a boy that I crushed on hard, it was really confusing😐 for a while. I still prefer women and have a gf but I have dated several guys.
 
Kinda similar to this. Always attracted to girls, then met a boy that I crushed on hard, it was really confusing😐 for a while. I still prefer women and have a gf but I have dated several guys.
Ah where were you when I married, we could have both been so open. Just kidding you're way to young and pretty for an old guy, kudos for knowing and living your chosen lifestyle!
 
Would love to hear from others on how they became bisexual.
I didn't become bisexual I've always been bisexual
I don't think anyone “becomes” bisexual. I think all bisexuals— maybe all people— are born that way. For some, it's a strong attraction from early on; for some it's a latent urge that they might get in touch with later in life, or some night when they're drink and their inhibitions are down, or (sadly) never at all.

So I suspect what you're really asking is “When did you realize you were bisexual?”

Myself, I lived a weird life of cognitive dissonance. I started having dreams and then fantasies about having homosexual acts “done to” at an age when I was, presumably, too young to even know what sex was. I made my own dildo and started using it as a preadolescent. By my second of third year of high school, I was masturbating to full-blown homosexual and bisexual fantasies all the time. And yet through it all, I told myself “Yeah, but that's just fantasy. That's not who I really am.”

The denial was mostly from ¹social conditioning. I grew up in a time and a place where engaging in homosexual activity not only put you at risk of becoming a pariah, but quite literally put your life at risk. Some of it came from ²religion. Even though my parents were atheists, I was quite curious about religion, and read the Bible a lot. Definitely, a lot of it came from my ³family. There was a lot of machismo there. My parents sensed early on that something was “not quite right” about me, and tried from an early age to stamp it out. My older brother was very much a man's man, and my mother loved him for it. I didn't understand why she withheld her love from me— except I think I did, on some not-quite conscious level.

So anyway, I denied myself any activity with men, despite overwhelming urges, through two marriages, until my 40s. It's no wonder, with all the frustration and depression, that I couldn't make a marriage stick. Starting in my late 40s, I finally began accepting and embracing who I really am, and I'm a whole different person now.

I know this is longer and maybe more serious than you wanted. But it's a classic example of bisexual urges always being there, and classic denial.
 
I don't think anyone “becomes” bisexual. I think all bisexuals— maybe all people— are born that way. For some, it's a strong attraction from early on; for some it's a latent urge that they might get in touch with later in life, or some night when they're drink and their inhibitions are down, or (sadly) never at all.

So I suspect what you're really asking is “When did you realize you were bisexual?”

Myself, I lived a weird life of cognitive dissonance. I started having dreams and then fantasies about having homosexual acts “done to” at an age when I was, presumably, too young to even know what sex was. I made my own dildo and started using it as a preadolescent. By my second of third year of high school, I was masturbating to full-blown homosexual and bisexual fantasies all the time. And yet through it all, I told myself “Yeah, but that's just fantasy. That's not who I really am.”

The denial was mostly from ¹social conditioning. I grew up in a time and a place where engaging in homosexual activity not only put you at risk of becoming a pariah, but quite literally put your life at risk. Some of it came from ²religion. Even though my parents were atheists, I was quite curious about religion, and read the Bible a lot. Definitely, a lot of it came from my ³family. There was a lot of machismo there. My parents sensed early on that something was “not quite right” about me, and tried from an early age to stamp it out. My older brother was very much a man's man, and my mother loved him for it. I didn't understand why she withheld her love from me— except I think I did, on some not-quite conscious level.

So anyway, I denied myself any activity with men, despite overwhelming urges, through two marriages, until my 40s. It's no wonder, with all the frustration and depression, that I couldn't make a marriage stick. Starting in my late 40s, I finally began accepting and embracing who I really am, and I'm a whole different person now.

I know this is longer and maybe more serious than you wanted. But it's a classic example of bisexual urges always being there, and classic denial.
So glad mine became apparent when I was younger, I think although my wife doesn't know about it my determination to not give into it anymore, at least in real life, has given us almost 42 years of a good marriage!
 
I don't think anyone “becomes” bisexual. I think all bisexuals— maybe all people— are born that way. For some, it's a strong attraction from early on; for some it's a latent urge that they might get in touch with later in life, or some night when they're drink and their inhibitions are down, or (sadly) never at all.

So I suspect what you're really asking is “When did you realize you were bisexual?”

Myself, I lived a weird life of cognitive dissonance. I started having dreams and then fantasies about having homosexual acts “done to” at an age when I was, presumably, too young to even know what sex was. I made my own dildo and started using it as a preadolescent. By my second of third year of high school, I was masturbating to full-blown homosexual and bisexual fantasies all the time. And yet through it all, I told myself “Yeah, but that's just fantasy. That's not who I really am.”

The denial was mostly from ¹social conditioning. I grew up in a time and a place where engaging in homosexual activity not only put you at risk of becoming a pariah, but quite literally put your life at risk. Some of it came from ²religion. Even though my parents were atheists, I was quite curious about religion, and read the Bible a lot. Definitely, a lot of it came from my ³family. There was a lot of machismo there. My parents sensed early on that something was “not quite right” about me, and tried from an early age to stamp it out. My older brother was very much a man's man, and my mother loved him for it. I didn't understand why she withheld her love from me— except I think I did, on some not-quite conscious level.

So anyway, I denied myself any activity with men, despite overwhelming urges, through two marriages, until my 40s. It's no wonder, with all the frustration and depression, that I couldn't make a marriage stick. Starting in my late 40s, I finally began accepting and embracing who I really am, and I'm a whole different person now.

I know this is longer and maybe more serious than you wanted. But it's a classic example of bisexual urges always being there, and classic denial.
You are very right. I suppressed desires and was first attracted to trans, because, well they have tits so they are girls, but then after several gloryhole experiences I realized that it was simply suppression. But married in sexless marriage and have to stay closeted. I do enjoy online video chat masturbation if you are interested.
 
(I'm a guy)
The bi thing is way less clear for me. I'm not at all attracted to guys, just their hard cock. The idea of kissing or receiving anal doesn't appeal to me at all. Growing up, I probably masturbated about 5 times a day but I never remember thinking about cock. I did a couple of circle jerks with older cousins but there was no touching each other or desire to. I was maybe 21 when I saw gay porn in a magazine. It was pics of a little dick submitting to a big dick. My below-average size is very makes me want to orally submit. I became so aroused, went home and jerked and could not deny how much it turned me on.
The two biggest turn-ons would be younger, shorter, thin guy with a cock bigger than mine. It would still just be interested in giving oral. However, if that little person were a trans female or even a petite passable twink, I would be into everything that I'm into with females.
 
just submit, that seems to be what you really want. french kiss a guy until your dick gets rock hard, feel a hard cock filing your man pussy, you won't care who it is from
You're not even close. Like most things in life there is a scale. I've heard guys say they want to get pregnant. On the opposite extreme, there are guys who want another guy to suck them but aren't into reciprocation. In between are a lot of guys who want to trade blow jobs but nothing more.
 
I don't think anyone “becomes” bisexual. I think all bisexuals— maybe all people— are born that way. For some, it's a strong attraction from early on; for some it's a latent urge that they might get in touch with later in life, or some night when they're drink and their inhibitions are down, or (sadly) never at all.

So I suspect what you're really asking is “When did you realize you were bisexual?”
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!!!
 
Would love to hear from others on how they became bisexual.
How did I become bi? No idea. Perhaps I was born that way. Or maybe there was a psychological change or a hormonal shift. All I know is that I started having fantasies of being with a man.

How did I fulfill my bi nature? I visited a bathhouse, where I had three encounters. The moment I opened my mouth and sucked the first man's cock, I knew who I was.
 
I don't think anyone “becomes” bisexual. I think all bisexuals— maybe all people— are born that way. For some, it's a strong attraction from early on; for some it's a latent urge that they might get in touch with later in life, or some night when they're drink and their inhibitions are down, or (sadly) never at all.

So I suspect what you're really asking is “When did you realize you were bisexual?”

Myself, I lived a weird life of cognitive dissonance. I started having dreams and then fantasies about having homosexual acts “done to” at an age when I was, presumably, too young to even know what sex was. I made my own dildo and started using it as a preadolescent. By my second of third year of high school, I was masturbating to full-blown homosexual and bisexual fantasies all the time. And yet through it all, I told myself “Yeah, but that's just fantasy. That's not who I really am.”

The denial was mostly from ¹social conditioning. I grew up in a time and a place where engaging in homosexual activity not only put you at risk of becoming a pariah, but quite literally put your life at risk. Some of it came from ²religion. Even though my parents were atheists, I was quite curious about religion, and read the Bible a lot. Definitely, a lot of it came from my ³family. There was a lot of machismo there. My parents sensed early on that something was “not quite right” about me, and tried from an early age to stamp it out. My older brother was very much a man's man, and my mother loved him for it. I didn't understand why she withheld her love from me— except I think I did, on some not-quite conscious level.

So anyway, I denied myself any activity with men, despite overwhelming urges, through two marriages, until my 40s. It's no wonder, with all the frustration and depression, that I couldn't make a marriage stick. Starting in my late 40s, I finally began accepting and embracing who I really am, and I'm a whole different person now.

I know this is longer and maybe more serious than you wanted. But it's a classic example of bisexual urges always being there, and classic denial.
Beautifully said. Denial is powerful, we convince ourselves that many things are true or not true. I was in denial for so long, I'm glad that I now accept and embrace my bisexuality. I feel free.
 
(I'm a guy)
The bi thing is way less clear for me. I'm not at all attracted to guys, just their hard cock. The idea of kissing or receiving anal doesn't appeal to me at all. Growing up, I probably masturbated about 5 times a day but I never remember thinking about cock. I did a couple of circle jerks with older cousins but there was no touching each other or desire to. I was maybe 21 when I saw gay porn in a magazine. It was pics of a little dick submitting to a big dick. My below-average size is very makes me want to orally submit. I became so aroused, went home and jerked and could not deny how much it turned me on.
The two biggest turn-ons would be younger, shorter, thin guy with a cock bigger than mine. It would still just be interested in giving oral. However, if that little person were a trans female or even a petite passable twink, I would be into everything that I'm into with females.
I agree 100% There are so many levels of sexuality. I love everything about the female body. Nothing about a man's. I do want to experience sucking a cock though. No kissing, no anal, no emotional attachment. To be honest just to feel what a women feels while doing so. In a perfect world it would be my own. The sensation of giving and feeling at the same time is my unattainable fantasy experience. As always to each their own and as long as it's consensual I hope everyone gets to explore what they desire.
 
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!!!
I love this description. And don't i wish I'd had an initiation like that! How differently my life would have played out .
 
I can't recall when, but at some point I remember looking at porn mags, and the occasional video that my friends would show me from their parents stash, and watching the women wondering what the guys hard cock felt like in her hands, her mouth, sliding in and out of her.

As I dated females and lead a straight sex life for my entire life (outside of a minor event with an old friend while playing truth or dare), the thoughts never left my mind. While my girl was going down on me, I wanted to know what I felt and tasted like.

I tried for a very long time to find a friend to experiment with. I didn't want to jeopardize a personal friendship with my guy friends, so even though I had some thoughts of friends being bi or curious, I never pushed the topic, always hoping they would. Never happened.

Fast fwd to early this year, I responded to a posting on a site that would finally lead to more than just email exchanges. When I first took him in my mouth, I felt a relief. It felt natural. I regret not exploring earlier. Months later we met again and I experienced feeling his hard hot cock rubbing on mine, and I felt his cock cum in my mouth.

One thing hasn't changed for me though, I'm not actually attracted to men. I just want to play with their cock.
 
I waited until marriage for any sexual behavior. My wife is content to remain sexless from now on, so I started exploring options to get my needs met. Since I didn’t have much of a chance getting those met by a woman, I lowered my standards and took what I could reasonably get. Some might call this bi, some might say it’s opportunistic, I don’t really put a label on it, it’s just simply how it had to be to ever have the experience of getting a blowjob.
 
Like some of the guys I hear my buddy and I stroked each other to completion in teens ! I wish I would have gone further! Or he made me suck his cock because he was a bigger kid than me! Being married in a sexless marriage and being on LIT gets me thinking about my buddy's cock and other married men's cocks! Love to chat about fantasy's ! Hopefully one day I will get to experience it and enjoy some attention!
 
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