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Is there a particular experience that first made you know you were gay or bi?


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Underwear, guys underwear was my first sign. I definitely remember noticing the guys on the packages of men's briefs in clothing stores. It wasn't until I was 13 though, Frank, my older brothers best friend that it really hit me. He was only 14, but more developed than I was for sure. Fit, played sports, was in the JROTC at school. He was the only friend of my brothers that wasn't a complete d-bag.

The summer of my 13th year, I remember Frank would stay the night often, at least twice every week if not more. His dad was deployed and his mom was working full time, so no one at his home cared that he wasn't home. Anyway, one particular day, the three of us were playing the N64 and my older brother decided it would be fun to take this military grade raft into a swampy creek about a half mile away from our house. Frank was immediately on board, I had been in that creek in the raft before and knew how swampy it was so I said I would pass.

Frank made a point of asking my brother to loan him a pair of shorts so he could take off his clean shorts and underwear because he didn't bring more and had to wear them tomorrow.

I was still playing video games, and a few minutes later Frank came back into the bedroom holding a wadded up pair of shorts that clearly had white briefs tucked into them still. He tossed them on the bed and then pulled his shirt off over his head revealing his young fit body, decent pecs for a boy his age and signs of a six pack on it's way. I felt something in that moment that I couldn't quite process. He asked again if I wanted to join, I still said no and they left.

I knew they would be gone for a while, I couldn't help but check out his underwear. Sure enough, white jockey briefs. I was almost instantly hard, my heart was beating so fast, knowing Frank was wearing them just moments ago. Knowing his dick and balls were right there in that pouch. I snuck out of my brothers room and into my bedroom, locking the door so I could do...I didn't know what.

It didn't take long for me to strip and try on Franks Jockey's, I was so turned on to be sharing a pouch that Frank's dick was once in, I had to jerk off. That's what I did, less than 5 minutes later I blew my load. Was immediately uncomfortable with all of it, cleaned up and got dressed in my boxers and my own shorts. I did my best to get Frank's tighty whities back into his shorts exactly as they were and then tried to tell myself that was a one time thing and it didn't mean anything.

...enter denial hahahah.

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Well, looking back I did seem to have little crushes on my guy friends and their older brothers but nothing jumped out at me when I was real young. Due to a lovely experience with a horny stepdad,, I knew I liked playing with boy parts and being used. Nothing clicked then.

I can remember doing getting super hard when I saw Backstreet Boy Nick Carter and literally getting wet when he gave a flirty look. I even was a bit clueless when me and my first boyfriend (in 7th grade) would make each other cum before and after homework. I thought I just liked boys and girls.

It wasn't until 8th grade when I had this crush on this girl I was friends with, and I was crushing on her brother. When I realized I liked her because she looked almost exactly like her brother...THATS when I realized I was gay.

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When I was 10, I got into my older brother's porn stash. It was mostly Playboy and Penthouse. The Penthouse pictorials featuring men intrigued my mind and I paid special attention to the hunks. He also had a few Hustlers or something similar. those mags had more pictures of hard dicks in the MF sets as well as more pictures of cock in the ads for penis pumps and other toys in the back. Those were fascinating and arousing to me. I spent as much time looking at hard-ons as I did at the women spreading their legs that were 100 times more prevalent in each issue.

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2 hours ago, pozsewerpig said:

When I was 10, I got into my older brother's porn stash. It was mostly Playboy and Penthouse. The Penthouse pictorials featuring men intrigued my mind and I paid special attention to the hunks. He also had a few Hustlers or something similar. those mags had more pictures of hard dicks in the MF sets as well as more pictures of cock in the ads for penis pumps and other toys in the back. Those were fascinating and arousing to me. I spent as much time looking at hard-ons as I did at the women spreading their legs that were 100 times more prevalent in each issue.

I'd say the same.  Perhaps a bit older.  Found my dad's stash of Penthouse andbl Hustlers.  Admired big tits, but big cocks more! Afterall big tits can be noticed with clothes on, not so much with big cocks.

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I also had a teacher who wore tight pants. When he'd walk over to your desk, his bulge would rest on the desk's top, almost as if he was doing it on purpose. He was one reason I asked so many questions when taking exams. 

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