What's your sexual journey look like? Then vs Now

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I'm a pansexual cis gender male heavy into kink, and I'm currently in my mid 30s, yet I'm still discovering the whole spectrum of my sexuality.

I've never been in a serious relationship and I never participated in casual sex or sought one out night stands, so I feel like my journey has moved along slowly.

But in my early twenties I thought I was just a straight guy with a "gay kink" cause I had a lot of fantasies about women I crushed and wanted a romantic relationship with them, but my fantasies about men never involved commitment or romance. Over the last 10+ years my sexuality has changed a lot as I've been working towards overcoming the shame I put on myself. Even my kinks keep expanding. I used to only want to be a Dom for women and a sub for men, and now I also have desires in being a sub for women or a Dom for men depending on what they'd want. I feel like I could even date the right guy, and I've even become more open about the idea of polygamous relationships which I use to think were horrible.

But after reflecting on my own journey, I've become really curious and would like to hear from other people about how their sexuality started and where it's currently at today.
 
In my 70’s and just now addressing my desire for cock. I have take. 3 men into my mouth and let one of them fuck me multiple times. I hunger for more but I also must protect my wife which limits my fun.

If my marriage were to end, I suspect it would take little time at all for me to be fully immersed in slut mode and that scares me.

My journey is really just beginning but reading about yours helps more than you know
 
In my 70’s and just now addressing my desire for cock. I have take. 3 men into my mouth and let one of them fuck me multiple times. I hunger for more but I also must protect my wife which limits my fun.

If my marriage were to end, I suspect it would take little time at all for me to be fully immersed in slut mode and that scares me.

My journey is really just beginning but reading about yours helps more than you know
May I PM you?
 
I have written about my sexual journey several times in threads on Lit as well as a series of stories. Talk about a torturous history! I spent years, at least a decade, in turmoil about my desire for transgender women.

It all started quite innocently chatting with a Filipina on a cam site. Not a sexual cam site either - just a place where people could chat. I thought she was a pretty girl that I found very attractive until she confessed her real identity. Not only did it make no difference to me - she was after all the very same person - but I discovered that I desired her intensely.

So my sexual journey began which has taken various twists and turns. Like Edith Piaf, I can say, je ne regrette rien.
 
I started looking at playboys when I was young, like 7-8 years old young. I was infatuated with naked women, but moreso with women in lingerie. By the age of 9-10 I started dressing in my mom’s panties, bras, pantyhose, and heels and would go to my room and jerk off like a madman, cumming two or three times. That went on for years, even as I started dating and fucking girls.

A few years later, around 21 or so, I found my first ABS. I would go in and watch videos in the booths, I was able to watch some tranny porn and it was awesome. I walked out of the booths one day and bought some tranny magazines, a teddy and stockings, and a dildo. The cashier flirted with me, but I was too scared to flirt back.

I visited that shop many, many times amd sucked my first cocks in there. It’s also where I met my first ‘regular’. We went back to his house and he fucked me. It was awkward. I visited with him many times and dressed in lingerie for him many times…. I learned how to take a cock in his
Bedroom, his basement, his living room, and his dining room…. Until he moved to Florida.

I met another guy who was into latex, leather, and bondage. He supported my crossdeessing and combined that with his kinks… he trussed me up to a four posted bed many, many times…. Striping my ass with a riding crop or a belt, ravenously fucking me while I was gagged. One time, he bent me over a saddle, on a sawhorse, and tied me to the legs of the sawhorse and ravaged me.

I also met another man, in an ABS, who liked to use me in a hotel room. This is the man who introduced me to threesomes, being spit roasted, to suck and fuck a man while he watched us…. To perform for an audience.

The whole time, I was living a life in which no one would assume that I had these desires. That was 15 years ago….

I still see him…. I also have another guy whom I have had incredible encounters with, to include a phenomial threesome… and a gay couple whom i have met and had some of the most incredible sex of my life.

My journey has gone from horny kid who wanted to be fucked like a woman, to greedy submisive man who wants to be gangbanged, supervised by a woman.

Who knows, maybe someday I’ll evolve to that level…. Combining all of the things that I have done and still have yet to do.

What a journey.
 
In my 70’s and just now addressing my desire for cock. I have take. 3 men into my mouth and let one of them fuck me multiple times. I hunger for more but I also must protect my wife which limits my fun.

If my marriage were to end, I suspect it would take little time at all for me to be fully immersed in slut mode and that scares me.

My journey is really just beginning but reading about yours helps more than you know
Having repressed yourself for so long, you probably will shift into slut mode. I’m already there. But don’t worry, it’s not scary — its wonderful.
 
I was aware of my sexual attraction to men from a fairly early age, but thought I was bi and put the same-sex attraction on the shelf, as it were.

Coming out was a gradual process for me, thwarted by denial. A turning point came when I was in a restroom at my university library one weekend (many years after graduating) and saw a scribbled note for “safe male sex” with today’s date, a few minutes to go, and on another floor. I got as far as going to the floor before chickening out.

I’d been having gay masturbation fantasies more and more (and my marital sex life was flagging) That I had such a powerful desire that Saturday in the library, however, made me give myself permission to have intentionally and pleasurably gay masturbation fantasies as much as I liked. Which turned out to be close to 100 percent. Still, I pretended to myself I was just bi.

I started masturbating with other men online, first in Second Life, then in various webcamming venues.

It took me nine years after my library epiphany to visit a gay bathhouse, where I lost my gay virginity (somewhat shambolically).

For some time after that I was freaked out. Then my spouse pulled a nasty stunt which convinced me that I no longer cared about marital fidelity to someone who treated me so poorly.

I started going to bathhouses every chance I could. Still, it was a couple of years before the penny dropped: My primary sexual attraction is to other men. Glad I finally figured it out.

Most of my sexual experience has taken place after my library epiphany, which I mark as my coming out, even if I pretended to be bi for some years still.

And almost all of that has been gay. Hundreds of male lovers (an unremarkable number as these things go, but I treasure the memory of every man who ever fucked me or sucked me.) More sex, longer sex, better sex. I last fucked my spouse 14 years ago; don’t miss it all that much.

But I’m very glad to be gay!
 
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I was aware of my sexual attraction to men from a fairly early age, but thought I was bi and put the same-sex attraction on the shelf, as it were.

Coming out was a gradual process for me, thwarted by denial. A turning point came when I was in a restroom at my university library one weekend (many years after graduating) and saw a scribbled note for “safe male sex” with today’s date, a few minutes to go, and on another floor. I got as far as going to the floor before chickening out.

I’d been having gay masturbation fantasies more and more (and my marital sex life was flagging) That I had such a powerful desire that Saturday in the library, however, made me give myself permission to have gay masturbation fantasies as much as I liked. Which turned out to be close to 100 percent. Still, I pretended to myself I was just bi.

I started masturbating with other men online, first in Second Life, then in various webcamming venues.

It took me nine years after my library epiphany to visit a gay bathhouse, where I lost my gay virginity (somewhat shambolically).

For some time after that I was freaked out. Then my spouse pulled a nasty stunt which convinced me that I no longer cared about marital fidelity to someone who treated me so poorly.

I started going to bathhouses every chance I could. Still, it was a couple of years before the penny dropped: My primary sexual attraction is to other men. Glad I finally figured it out.

Most of my sexual experience has taken place after my library epiphany, which I mark as my coming out, even if I pretended to be bi for some years still.
And almost all of that has been gay. Hundreds of male lovers (an unremarkable number as these things go, but I treasure the memory of every man who ever fucked me or sucked me.) More sex, longer sex, better sex. I last fucked my spouse 14 years ago; don’t miss it all that much.

But I’m very glad to be gay!
I had to google shambolic, that word perfectly paints the picture. It's unfortunate to hear your partner treated you poorly, it kind of sounds like that was the catalyst to a pretty fun and exciting sex life though. Not that it makes it okay, just saying it's always interesting to see how life plays out.

Thanks for the new word.
 
I'm a pansexual cis gender male heavy into kink, and I'm currently in my mid 30s, yet I'm still discovering the whole spectrum of my sexuality.

I've never been in a serious relationship and I never participated in casual sex or sought one out night stands, so I feel like my journey has moved along slowly.

But in my early twenties I thought I was just a straight guy with a "gay kink" cause I had a lot of fantasies about women I crushed and wanted a romantic relationship with them, but my fantasies about men never involved commitment or romance. Over the last 10+ years my sexuality has changed a lot as I've been working towards overcoming the shame I put on myself. Even my kinks keep expanding. I used to only want to be a Dom for women and a sub for men, and now I also have desires in being a sub for women or a Dom for men depending on what they'd want. I feel like I could even date the right guy, and I've even become more open about the idea of polygamous relationships which I use to think were horrible.

But after reflecting on my own journey, I've become really curious and would like to hear from other people about how their sexuality started and where it's currently at today.
Mine started with an ex wife that was bi. We were swinger's and she got fascinated by cross dressers. She invited one over one night, and they gave me a mutual blow job. I liked it at the moment, but after felt what I call 'straight guilt'. So waited a while for my next try at it. For the first few times all I would do is get sucked and then feel guilty. Thankfully, in time I became fully bi and opened myself about my feelings and desires. Sadly my wife now is not as open, or I would be a whore too.
 
Mine started with an ex wife that was bi. We were swinger's and she got fascinated by cross dressers. She invited one over one night, and they gave me a mutual blow job. I liked it at the moment, but after felt what I call 'straight guilt'. So waited a while for my next try at it. For the first few times all I would do is get sucked and then feel guilty. Thankfully, in time I became fully bi and opened myself about my feelings and desires. Sadly my wife now is not as open, or I would be a whore too.
I discovered sissies and CD's at 70, dated them, and soon was looking for a gay cock; love it!
 
I was always a little bicurious, but it was a series of things that led me to explore myself further. A girl i was with gave me a prostate massage, and i had multiple orgasms. Then another time she tried a toy on me. I found i loved the feel of a cock, the pleasure was immense. I loved the submissive aspect as well. Letting her use me. I always wanted her to push me further. Getting on my knees and sucking her, or just watching her get into the strap on, are moments of electricity that still burn inside me.

Since then I've explored my bisexuality further, talking to lots of guys on here. I would love to meet someone and explore things IRL. It just hasn't happened yet. I did recently see a dominatrix, who dressed me as a sissy and pounded me. I was so happy, it felt wonderful. It was heavenly, to finally talk to someone, and say some things out loud for the first time!

It's been an exciting voyage of self discovery, this site has helped a lot. Also my writing, where I have explored my dirtier and more submissive fantasies, has also pushed me further. In the last ten years I feel like I have changed so much, and explored so much, but there is still so much more to experience!!
 
As a kid, I was always smaller than the others so when we started learning about sex and our bodies and all that, I usually ended up being the one who got to act the "girl" role, but at the time, I wasn't as sexually advanced as the other boys I played with. Looking back, I don't know if I really understood much of it, I just liked being included. I do , however, remember the first time I was used to simulate doggy style sex with a friend at a sleepover, and what a thrill I got from that. Being gay was very taboo, and AIDS was such a big thing in the 80s, but I was pretty young and didn't know much about anything!

Years later, when I discovered masturbation, I fantasized about all kinds of things, being babies by older women, different teachers, and loved stealing my mother's lingerie and wearing it. I still didn't think about it being gay or anything, and living in a small country town, that was definitely not gonna happen. We had a gay guy in school who was ridiculed, but honestly, he wore it well and seemed like it didn't affect him, but I'm sure it did inside, which sucks.
I chased girls in middle and high school, and had my first HJ at 14, and my first lay at 15. I was hooked!
Sex was all I wanted, and I'm sure it was an unhealthy infatuation as it kept me from doing a lot of other things in life, as it was all I would pursue. I once dated the sister of the gay guy, and when I went to their house, I saw all these books on being gay, and the lifestyle,etc. I must admit, it fascinated me, and I wanted to see him and his boyfriend together, to see what that would be like. I never did, but I still remember thinking that.

My first marriage lasted only a few years, and when we split up, I found chat rooms on this new thing called the Internet! It was thrilling to log on and hear "You've got mail"! I wasted tons of hours talking to women and masturbating and watching porn. Once the porn "rabbit hole" started, I renewed my cross dressing sessions, now free to wear stuff around the house without worrying about getting caught. I loved the freedom and feeling of it! I shaved my entire body for the first time, and OMG I loved that! It felt so naughty!
That led me into bi porn, then gay porn, and gay chatrooms. I always had an issue with pressure with women to perform, and make sure I was doing what they liked, but I always felt I wasn't good enough, etc. I felt that, if I started playing with men, I could be the one who was pleased, and chased, and desired, so I started logging on and saying I was a bottom.
The floodgates had opened! I definitely was the one being chased, but I was still new at all of this, so I definitely did my share of flaking out! To those I stood up, I apologize!

This is getting long, so I'll summarize a bit.
Once I took the leap, and began having sex with men, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I loved being the "girl", the passion with a man is very intense, and it made me feel great, but the taboo of it all, led me back to a straight life. I'm married now, and love my wife, but the sex life has pretty much died out, so I find myself dreaming of the old days. If we divorced, I would definitely just be gay, and enjoy myself and not worry about the labels. I still enjoy gay porn, and trans porn, and would love to be totally feminized and go out to a club and flirt and play, but that will just stay a fantasy for now!
Sorry for the long post, I think that's the first time I've told a lot of that to anyone, and it felt good to get it out!
 
Sexual journey? What a fine name for it.
Now: In my 70s, I'm absolutely grateful to still be on one.
Then, as it first began, it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to slip away with a buddy and explore same gender sex without labels or shame -- at least until each of us discovered girls and were drawn away.
As a kid, I was always smaller than the others so when we started learning about sex and our bodies and all that, I usually ended up being the one who got to act the "girl" role, but at the time, I wasn't as sexually advanced as the other boys I played with. Looking back, I don't know if I really understood much of it, I just liked being included. I do , however, remember the first time I was used to simulate doggy style sex with a friend at a sleepover, and what a thrill I got from that. Being gay was very taboo, and AIDS was such a big thing in the 80s, but I was pretty young and didn't know much about anything!

Years later, when I discovered masturbation, I fantasized about all kinds of things, being babies by older women, different teachers, and loved stealing my mother's lingerie and wearing it. I still didn't think about it being gay or anything, and living in a small country town, that was definitely not gonna happen. We had a gay guy in school who was ridiculed, but honestly, he wore it well and seemed like it didn't affect him, but I'm sure it did inside, which sucks.
I chased girls in middle and high school, and had my first HJ at 14, and my first lay at 15. I was hooked!
Sex was all I wanted, and I'm sure it was an unhealthy infatuation as it kept me from doing a lot of other things in life, as it was all I would pursue. I once dated the sister of the gay guy, and when I went to their house, I saw all these books on being gay, and the lifestyle,etc. I must admit, it fascinated me, and I wanted to see him and his boyfriend together, to see what that would be like. I never did, but I still remember thinking that.

My first marriage lasted only a few years, and when we split up, I found chat rooms on this new thing called the Internet! It was thrilling to log on and hear "You've got mail"! I wasted tons of hours talking to women and masturbating and watching porn. Once the porn "rabbit hole" started, I renewed my cross dressing sessions, now free to wear stuff around the house without worrying about getting caught. I loved the freedom and feeling of it! I shaved my entire body for the first time, and OMG I loved that! It felt so naughty!
That led me into bi porn, then gay porn, and gay chatrooms. I always had an issue with pressure with women to perform, and make sure I was doing what they liked, but I always felt I wasn't good enough, etc. I felt that, if I started playing with men, I could be the one who was pleased, and chased, and desired, so I started logging on and saying I was a bottom.
The floodgates had opened! I definitely was the one being chased, but I was still new at all of this, so I definitely did my share of flaking out! To those I stood up, I apologize!

This is getting long, so I'll summarize a bit.
Once I took the leap, and began having sex with men, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I loved being the "girl", the passion with a man is very intense, and it made me feel great, but the taboo of it all, led me back to a straight life. I'm married now, and love my wife, but the sex life has pretty much died out, so I find myself dreaming of the old days. If we divorced, I would definitely just be gay, and enjoy myself and not worry about the labels. I still enjoy gay porn, and trans porn, and would love to be totally feminized and go out to a club and flirt and play, but that will just stay a fantasy for now!
Sorry for the long post, I think that's the first time I've told a lot of that to anyone, and it felt good to get it out!
Sexual journey? What a fine name for it.
Now: In my 70s, I'm absolutely grateful to still be on one.
Then: As it first began, it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to slip away with one buddy or another and explore same gender sex without labels or shame -- at least until each of us discovered girls and were drawn away to heterosexual relations and lives.
Between now and then, but much closer to now, enjoying sex has become more complicated in about every way imaginable. Its not insurmountable, but if you happen to be in that box you may know that it can take a harmonic convergence of the planets sometimes for just a few climactic seconds -- if you even get close.
So, yeah... slipping away with a buddy now has appeal once again with half of the complications.
 
I think I always knew what I wanted even if I hoped it was only a stage. Little league was when I had my first infatuation on a hot, slightly older boy who tried to help me learn how to throw a ball - never did. But by 14 I was set and by 16 (even without experiencing it) realized I was a bottom who needed cock but preferably one attached to someone who would nurture and protect me.
 
As a kid, I was always smaller than the others so when we started learning about sex and our bodies and all that, I usually ended up being the one who got to act the "girl" role, but at the time, I wasn't as sexually advanced as the other boys I played with. Looking back, I don't know if I really understood much of it, I just liked being included. I do , however, remember the first time I was used to simulate doggy style sex with a friend at a sleepover, and what a thrill I got from that. Being gay was very taboo, and AIDS was such a big thing in the 80s, but I was pretty young and didn't know much about anything!

Years later, when I discovered masturbation, I fantasized about all kinds of things, being babies by older women, different teachers, and loved stealing my mother's lingerie and wearing it. I still didn't think about it being gay or anything, and living in a small country town, that was definitely not gonna happen. We had a gay guy in school who was ridiculed, but honestly, he wore it well and seemed like it didn't affect him, but I'm sure it did inside, which sucks.
I chased girls in middle and high school, and had my first HJ at 14, and my first lay at 15. I was hooked!
Sex was all I wanted, and I'm sure it was an unhealthy infatuation as it kept me from doing a lot of other things in life, as it was all I would pursue. I once dated the sister of the gay guy, and when I went to their house, I saw all these books on being gay, and the lifestyle,etc. I must admit, it fascinated me, and I wanted to see him and his boyfriend together, to see what that would be like. I never did, but I still remember thinking that.

My first marriage lasted only a few years, and when we split up, I found chat rooms on this new thing called the Internet! It was thrilling to log on and hear "You've got mail"! I wasted tons of hours talking to women and masturbating and watching porn. Once the porn "rabbit hole" started, I renewed my cross dressing sessions, now free to wear stuff around the house without worrying about getting caught. I loved the freedom and feeling of it! I shaved my entire body for the first time, and OMG I loved that! It felt so naughty!
That led me into bi porn, then gay porn, and gay chatrooms. I always had an issue with pressure with women to perform, and make sure I was doing what they liked, but I always felt I wasn't good enough, etc. I felt that, if I started playing with men, I could be the one who was pleased, and chased, and desired, so I started logging on and saying I was a bottom.
The floodgates had opened! I definitely was the one being chased, but I was still new at all of this, so I definitely did my share of flaking out! To those I stood up, I apologize!

This is getting long, so I'll summarize a bit.
Once I took the leap, and began having sex with men, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I loved being the "girl", the passion with a man is very intense, and it made me feel great, but the taboo of it all, led me back to a straight life. I'm married now, and love my wife, but the sex life has pretty much died out, so I find myself dreaming of the old days. If we divorced, I would definitely just be gay, and enjoy myself and not worry about the labels. I still enjoy gay porn, and trans porn, and would love to be totally feminized and go out to a club and flirt and play, but that will just stay a fantasy for now!
Sorry for the long post, I think that's the first time I've told a lot of that to anyone, and it felt good to get it out!
I'm more than okay with a long post like this. It's nice you got to have some magical experiences though. And maybe your wives got some untraditional fantasies as well and you guys can help each other explore them more. But I understand that's not always realistic cause it could hurt a woman's feelings like her husband get so much satisfaction from a man, or if when a woman has lesbian fantasies or gangbang fantasies it can hurt her husbands feelings seeing her get so much satisfaction from another woman or other men. Relationships are never as simple as the movies... But even if not pursuing hook ups or relationships you should definitely find time to cross dress, everyone deserves to feel sexy and pretty.
 
*From a young age horny neighborhood boys playing with our dicks at the direction of an older girl.
*Still young, I was bullied into sucking off the older next door neighbor boy and continually sucking him almost every day that summer and him fucking me.
*A year later sucking and fucking the 40ish neighbor man across the street.
*Fucking my first girlfriend and many more in high school as well as a couple of male friends.
*Getting married and having kids.
*Discovering ABS's and glory holes in my early 20's sucking cock every chance I got while still having marital sex as often as possible.
*in my 30's discovering and fucking horny ladies picked up in dance clubs and having sex with men and wife.
*Getting divorced in late 40's and meeting up and marrying an old girlfriend from high shcool that was as horny as me having outrageous sex marathons together with other men, women and couples. Continued to have sex with men and attending all male group sex parties.
*Through my 50's 60's and into my 70's I'm still married and love sex. Top or bottom, male or female I just love sex.
* So what am I?
 
*From a young age horny neighborhood boys playing with our dicks at the direction of an older girl.
*Still young, I was bullied into sucking off the older next door neighbor boy and continually sucking him almost every day that summer and him fucking me.
*A year later sucking and fucking the 40ish neighbor man across the street.
*Fucking my first girlfriend and many more in high school as well as a couple of male friends.
*Getting married and having kids.
*Discovering ABS's and glory holes in my early 20's sucking cock every chance I got while still having marital sex as often as possible.
*in my 30's discovering and fucking horny ladies picked up in dance clubs and having sex with men and wife.
*Getting divorced in late 40's and meeting up and marrying an old girlfriend from high shcool that was as horny as me having outrageous sex marathons together with other men, women and couples. Continued to have sex with men and attending all male group sex parties.
*Through my 50's 60's and into my 70's I'm still married and love sex. Top or bottom, male or female I just love sex.
* So what am I?
sounds like you're a pretty happy guy
 
For most my life, I was straight and found the idea of being with a man horrifying. Then something in me changed, and I started imagining what gay sex would be like. The fantasies became quite intense, but I had no idea how I could safely experience a man.

Despite all my fears, I finally visited a Denver bathhouse in October 2019 and met three men. I kinda freaked out afterward, but I was hooked. I knew one night wouldn't be enough. Then Covid hit a few months later.

Talk about a downer.

The good news is that the Covid threat has receded, and I've been fortunate to experience a couple of magnificent cocks since then. My favorite was in Palm Springs, where I met a beautiful man with a big, thick cock. I jerk off to that memory every chance I get.
 
My story is just quite twisted, boo.

Raised in a straight-laced coloured family. Very religious. Had a sexual encounter when I was a teen. Got confused 'bout all that. Looking online. Questioning my worth/faith etc. Came across the writings of this woman on 'The Experience Project' who had quite the decadent lifestyle - married, but hooked. Drank, smoked, did drugs etc - and found her in real life (she lived next City along). Got engrossed in her writings. Got excited about it all.

Met her and got her to 'train me' 'cos I want to be her.

14 years later, I'm a streetwalker and live that decadent lifestyle too. My clients are both male and female and I don't care who I go with - that woman is my owner - as long as I make coin for my owner.

Family obviously don't know this, boo.

A x
 
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