At what point in your life did you realize that you had Gay/Bi/Lesbian tendencies?

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What that defining moment when you thought "uh oh" :) Let's hear it.

I'll start. For me, it was when my mom brought home a playgirl magazine. Heard her tell my dad that she reads it for the articles (no kidding, but she was joking). I was a teen and took a peek at it when no one was home. I still remember a picture of a bearded guy, uncircumcised, and partially hard. I immediately began to fantasize about him. I knew then that I was not like the other kids.

From that time forward, I pretty much knew I was bisexual even though I had not had sex with a girl yet.
 
What that defining moment when you thought "uh oh" :) Let's hear it.

I'll start. For me, it was when my mom brought home a playgirl magazine. Heard her tell my dad that she reads it for the articles (no kidding, but she was joking). I was a teen and took a peek at it when no one was home. I still remember a picture of a bearded guy, uncircumcised, and partially hard. I immediately began to fantasize about him. I knew then that I was not like the other kids.

From that time forward, I pretty much knew I was bisexual even though I had not had sex with a girl yet.

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"Tendencies"????? Seriously? As in "I have a 'propensity' towards being brunette, a 'leaning' towards being Sicilian and a slight 'bias' towards being female???

Actually, I 'tend' to think people thinking that what I 'fucking actually am' is a 'tendency' 'tends' to make me think they're asshats! (especially when they have had this discussion before)

Oh, and PLEASE stop acting like 'discovering' that you're LGBTQ is bad, some kind if celestial "Oooppps!" or a freakin "uh oh / oh noes!" moment.
 
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I was very surprised to discover I felt any attraction towards men-- at about sixteen.
 
As a young teenager, my best friend and I went from jerking off together, to giving each other hand jobs and finally, alternating days exchanging blowjobs. At that point though, I began to realize that I liked sucking his cock even more than when he blew me, unlike my friend who only agreed to "do" me so that I would return the favor. When I began volunteering to suck him off even when it was my turn to get a blowjob, we agreed that my preferred role was to be the "cocksucker" and he was quite content to be the "cocksuckee" My raging hormones didn't compel me to discriminate between lusting after girls or my hunger to consume his cock, whereas he happily focused only on females. We didn't know then that bisexuality was an option or even another category.
 
gloryholes in long island...

when I went to a video store in suffolk county and they had a back room with gloryholes..I went into one of booths and a hand came through..I took out my cock and let him suck on it..it was hot and I blew my load into his mouth..Ps..I could never cum with a woman doing it so when I need a blow job I know where to go!!!!
 
Oh, and PLEASE stop acting like 'discovering' that you're LGBTQ is bad, some kind if celestial "Oooppps!" or a freakin "uh oh / oh noes!" moment.

Not everybody has the same experience. If nothing else, there's realizing that you're atypical, and that other people's prejudices are likely to create a boatload of hassles in your life.

When I was a kid, I got picked on and called names a lot, including getting called a lesbian by kids who meant it in a nasty way, for no particularly good reason. Maybe it was because I liked to play with boys a lot. Or maybe it was just their go-to insult. Who knows. Anyway, I always denied it vehemently, like I denied anything they said in a nasty tone, whether I understood it or not.

Then one day some girls cornered me and asked if I knew what a lesbian was. Which I didn't. So they gleefully informed me (though without mentioning that lesbians aren't attracted to guys.) And then I wasn't sure I could honestly deny it anymore, because I might be a lesbian after all.

Up to that point, I hadn't thought I was unusual for thinking naked girls were pretty exciting, wanting to play kinky games with my best friend etc... I mean, she seemed to like my idea of fun just fine, and didn't (usually) tell me I was being too weird. I knew I was expected to grow up and marry a guy, which sounded nice since I quite liked boys, but that did not preclude being fascinated by girls. That moment of getting a label slapped on me (albeit a somewhat inaccurate one, as it turns out) by hostile people was pretty disconcerting. It was an "oh noes!" moment.
 
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I was in my late 30's when I finally stopped giving a fuck what other people thought about me and whose genitals I choose to suck on that I allowed myself the freedom to be who I always was sexually anyway, a guy who is turned on by men as well as women. The bloody years I wasted wondering if I was "ok" "normal", or (God forbid!) gay!" all because I worried about other people's thoughts. And they were thoughts of people who meant absolutely nothing to me.
 
:rolleyes:

"Tendencies"????? Seriously? As in "I have a 'propensity' towards being brunette, a 'leaning' towards being Sicilian and a slight 'bias' towards being female???

Actually, I 'tend' to think people thinking that what I 'fucking actually am' is a 'tendency' 'tends' to make me think they're asshats! (especially when they have had this discussion before)

Oh, and PLEASE stop acting like 'discovering' that you're LGBTQ is bad, some kind if celestial "Oooppps!" or a freakin "uh oh / oh noes!" moment.

While I think you do not like me, I like you. So allow me an opportunity to put you in your place :)

You must read my OP with some context. But first, a definition for you:
Tendency - An inclination toward a particular characteristic or type of behavior.

Now on to context. I already knew I was attracted to girls. When I discovered what I discovered while viewing that Playgirl mag, I realized that I had a tendency to be attracted to guys. So I had a discovery. I can type the definition to "discovery" for you, but I'll leave that as your homework.

I re-read your post, and then I re-read mine. At no time did I imply my discovery was bad. I see that you might be hung up on the "uh-oh" portion of my OP. But in the context of a teen that knew he liked girls, then gets a hard-on looking at, and fantasizing about, at naked guys, well... that was an "uh-oh" moment for me. Some may have called it an "ah-ha" moment, but it's my OP and I use the words I want. You might want to look up the definition of "uh-oh" too,
 
I remember at about age 14 watching swim meets of the local college team. I noticed that I got excited seeing their revealing swim suits and almost naked bodies coming out of the pool. Then being in athletics in high school, I would get turned on showering with my teammates.
 
I played with friend of mine in high school. He was absolutely beautiful. It never went past handjobs, but I remember one night I was working him. He was on his back. I had his cock in my hand, and was rubbing my clit against his leg. Alternately, I'd look at him, his beautiful face, and his throbbing cock in my hand. I remember when he was in the throes of passion, I had a compelling desire to finish him with my mouth, just...go for it...I never did. I guess I was scared of what his reaction would have been, but damn, if I could live that particular night over again....

As far as "knowing", I know it sounds old and tired, but I really have known, or at least suspected most of my life. I knew I wasn't like other boys, and I actually preferred to be around the girls. I think my mom knew, too, or at least suspected, but she never made me feel uncomfortable or ashamed about it.
 
"Tendencies"????? Seriously? As in "I have a 'propensity' towards being brunette, a 'leaning' towards being Sicilian and a slight 'bias' towards being female???

Actually, I 'tend' to think people thinking that what I 'fucking actually am' is a 'tendency' 'tends' to make me think they're asshats! (especially when they have had this discussion before)

Oh, and PLEASE stop acting like 'discovering' that you're LGBTQ is bad, some kind if celestial "Oooppps!" or a freakin "uh oh / oh noes!" moment

I envy anyone who was able to identify their orientation from the get go. For me, discovering who I am sexually is an ongoing process, I didn't have the most normal introduction to sexual behaviour and confusion about this and my attempts to hide it from those around me have left me scratching my head for most of my life.

To the OP:

My first inclination that I may be attracted to men, really attracted to them, not just doing what they asked of me was when I was about '18' or so. I used to be a total pothead, and me and my stoner friends used to hang out at the local nature park on a pretty much daily basis. The park in question was also one of the biggest gay cruising spots in the area, and it didn't take long for us to figure out what all those flashing break lights really meant :) The best was when my friend and I had gone down there to smoke a big fat joint in his moms car (which had a nice conspicuous gay pride sticker on the back) and we had at least a half a dozen guys pull up and proposition us, they must have thought we were already busy and were hoping to make a 3some!

Anyways, one day I was hanging out down at the park by myself, I was out of money and drugs and I was hoping that someone I knew would swing by and smoke me up. As I sat there reading some random book and listening to the radio I started to feel a familiar tingle in my pants. I hadn't had a GF in a while and was long overdue in the masturbation department and I let my mind start to wander. Strangely instead of fantasizing about the various hot girls I knew, I found myself thinking about all those guys who were fooling around all over the park I started picturing myself sucking on a nice fat cock, and then having one of them turn me over and have his way with me.

It turned me on like few things have in my life and I knew then and there that I had to try it. I flagged down the first car I saw and we went to one of the out of the way parking lots. He got out of his car and came around to my driver side and started making chit cat with me. He knew what I wanted but I was still trying to convince myself so he took his time with me. Finally after a few minutes of chatting he put his hand in my window and squeezed my thigh, he asked me if I wanted any company.

I was like 'SCORE!' in my head of course and told him to get in. We rubbed each other for a while through our clothes and then he started kissing me. I wasn't so sure at first about the making out with a guy thing, but the feel of his stubble against my lips was strangely reasurring.

I undid his pants and started rubbing him and when he got rock hard I slipped down between his legs and started working him like an amateur. I know I probably wasn't very good but after a while he started moaning and twitching and before I knew it he was squirting his seed into my mouth. I gobbled it down without even thinking about what I was doing and when I was done he sighed and laid back for a minute, then he rolled over and pulled his pants down, I remember exactly how pink his puckered hole was and he asked me to fuck him. At the time I wasn't quite ready to dive into anal and I told him so, he was a bit disapointed but he rolled back over and sucked on my earlobe while he stroked me to an orgasm. When I was finished he stuck his cum covered fingers into my mouth and I sucked them clean.

After that it was over, he went back to his car and pulled out.

I remember on the drive home thinking how nice his aftertaste was, and how it was exciting me all over again, and then I realized that I'd sucked a guy off and swallowed his cum and I hadn't even thought about my own orgasm. I started to wonder if that meant I was gay, or if I was bi, or still dealing with my past, or all 3 or none. But I knew that I wanted to do it again, and that park was a schmorgusboard (sp?) of cock!
 
I envy anyone who was able to identify their orientation from the get go. For me, discovering who I am sexually is an ongoing process, I didn't have the most normal introduction to sexual behaviour and confusion about this and my attempts to hide it from those around me have left me scratching my head for most of my life.

No dude, you're misunderstanding me. I don't begrudge someone who, through self discovery, comes to the REALIZATION that they are LGBT. What I resent is having it described as a "tendency". I was born left handed, for example. I came to the realization that I was left handed in spite of the freakin teachers that tried to correct my "tendency" to no write with my right hand. That is until the day I realized that I really was a southpaw and that it wasn't a choice or a "leaning" and told them to knock it the fuck off.

You don't "tend" towards being LGBT, IMO. You either is or you ain't. DAMN few people 'choose' to be this way. It may take them a while to realize it, but it sure as hell ain't a "tendency". (or negative - it simple is what it is - NEVER should it be allowed to be portrayed as somehow wrong, to be ashamed of or a choice that can be "corrected" cuz down that road "tends" to suicide)
 
No dude, you're misunderstanding me. I don't begrudge someone who, through self discovery, comes to the REALIZATION that they are LGBT. What I resent is having it described as a "tendency". I was born left handed, for example. I came to the realization that I was left handed in spite of the freakin teachers that tried to correct my "tendency" to no write with my right hand. That is until the day I realized that I really was a southpaw and that it wasn't a choice or a "leaning" and told them to knock it the fuck off.

You don't "tend" towards being LGBT, IMO. You either is or you ain't. DAMN few people 'choose' to be this way. It may take them a while to realize it, but it sure as hell ain't a "tendency". (or negative - it simple is what it is - NEVER should it be allowed to be portrayed as somehow wrong, to be ashamed of or a choice that can be "corrected" cuz down that road "tends" to suicide)

I agree with this fully. you are or are not no different then your skin tone, eye color or hand eye dominance. I think what is difficult is understanding those feelings. and accepting them and the consequence that go with them. because no matter how we look at it there are stigmas to anything but the "norm"
 
I was later on. I worked with a guy in and around 40 when I was 21.
He was openly bi and would ask me to suck his cock.
It would piss me off and I'd tell him to fuck off. I thought the thought of it was disgusting.
Wasn't till I was in my early 30's that I started fantisizing about sucking his dick. But after I came I was disgusted with myself.
Now I love going down and cleaning my wife after either myself or her lover fucks her. I love the taste of cum and am dying to suck a cock.
 
I would say I was about 12 or 13 when I realized I was at least bisexual. This was around the time I became aware of external attractions at all, really, so I guess it was early on. I knew I found both boys and girls pretty - and to those I can find androgynous and feminine men beautiful. I did have a horribly failed relationship with a boy when Iwas 14, and when I was 16 I fooled around with another guy but it was purely sexual gratification. (We never even saw each other naked, but we did make out a lot.) Then when I met my wife I had a huge realization that THIS is what sex and relationships should be like.

So I was never really heterosexual. I knew I found boys and girls attractive, and after a couple of fumblings with guys, I met a girl and haven't looked back. I can still look at a guy and say "he's pretty" but I don't want to have sex or a relationship with him.
 
When I was a kid, and I don't know why mind you, I didn't like anything to do with the queer lifestyle. In elementary school, I had a friend, whom got me in to Lisa Frank. Guys, you know that feeling you get from getting head after you've came from the following over sensitivity? Sometimes, around certain boys, I'd get that feeling all over my body. Fuck if I knew what it was. Later in middle school I had it figured out what all that was, but as far as I knew, I was straight. It wasn't till we got internet and I used to spend time in the MSN LGYChat, That I realized how much fun it was when I cybered with guys. Then started to like tranny porn did I consider myself Bi.
 
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finding I was gay

I did not suck my first cock until I was 48. I knew right away that I was going to suck many more and I have. After about 3 years of telling myself I was bi, I realized I am gay. I love to suck and get fucked.
 
When I was 12/13 and I fantasised over my French Teacher ..and my English teacher. God they were so hot.
 
I was a 16 year old runaway and got picked up by a bi trucker. He talked all afternoon about sex and kept asking me if I was hard. I kept telling him yes. Finally after nightfall, he reached over and grabbed my throbbing rod through my jeans. Then he had me strip to my bvd's and while he was driving, he massaged my cock for nearly two hours. I stayed hard as a rock. Later, he sucked me off in a rest area and I knew then, I wanted more of it. Since then, I've had a few hundred blow jobs/ hand jobs and on occasion have reciprocated. I like guys my age or a little older.
 
my first sexual contact with another person was during my early teen years. strictly oral contact.....then one day I noticed my neighbor across the street. she was growing up...it was all woman after that. Though I certainly was sneaking peeks in the shower after the game.

After my first marriage ended...I told myself, I wanted too have some adventures...
 
I was very young when local boys and I would get naked together, and masturbate ourselves together. There was no sexual contact, we didn't touch each other. We watched each other, and doing it as a group seemed a lot more interesting than doing it alone.

We had found a stash of adult magazines, and would jack off to them.

Also around that time I began to feel that I wanted to be desired by a boy. I once did a strip tease for a boy from school. I wanted to arouse and excite him, but there still wasn't any contact.
 
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A few years ago I began to fantasize about being the girl in a porn scene. Haven't acted on my impulses yet, still waiting for that perfect cock.
 
Everyone knew early except for me. :confused:
Was I in denial about being bi-curious?
 
I played doctor with a couple of girls in my immediately pre-teen years and quite enjoyed it, even if I didn't really know what I was doing (except that it was fun and 'naughty'). I also was interested in my best friend and expressed an interest in sucking him, which he finally acceded to one day in our mid-teens when we were really stoned. After that it would be about 50-50 who would initiate, but it was something he didn't care to talk about if we weren't wasted, whereas I was more interested. I think for me the behaviour was one thing, but the psychological realization that I was actually bi (as opposed to just really horny :D ) came on me slowly over the course of the following 25 years or so. Now I think I would define myself as 'hetero-flexible' (probably a 2 on the Kinsey scale) - I could see having a loving relationship with a man but generally I'm more interested in women.
 
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