What were the most influential events that turned you into the pig you are today?

[NWUSHorny]

This thread got me to thinking.

Since in my case it was more events than specific individuals, I thought I would rephrase the question.

[HoneyBuns1980]

Maybe it was the pandemic. After the vaccine rollout, I think I decided to just go for it after daydreaming about it for so long. 

[hungry_hole]

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What were the most influential events that turned you into the pig you are today?

My first visit to the YMCA in New Yor City, before the AIDS Epidemic. I was young and hot, so the scene blew my mind.

[Webster9]

The first time I went to an Adult Bookstore and I discovered the video arcade.  A hot guy sucked me off.  Ever since then, I did the cock sucking.  Another influential event was the first time I met Tina.

[Jeremiah]

A man I met on a vacation in Ft. Lauderdale. We became friends and I returned to Ft. Lauderdale to visit him. He introduced me to Tina...I didn't expect that but didn't say no. He was an experienced user who often slammed it. Starting slowly, but knowing I'd at least try, he first had me smoke it. When smoking didn't produce the incredible high I'd always heard about, he delicately guided me to slamming. My initial reaction to needles was an absolute no! But he introduced the idea one step at a time over a couple days by showing me the rigs, etc, and sexually depicting the blasting high I'd experience. He gained my trust and confidence and I let him slam me. Well, the rest is history! Tina is now a great friend and slamming is an astronomical treat I occasionally indulge!  My whole world shifted with that first slam. Today I'm a better, more confident, more sexual, and happier person.  What a generous gift!  

[NWUSHorny]

Here are mine:

Finding the book "Tearoom Trade" at the Community College library when I was 17 and very curious is what started me down the path.

After that, I was able to find locations that had activity, but didn't stay long enough to do anything for quite a while. Eventually I caught a blow job happening at the mall, and not long after that participated by both sucking and getting sucked in the undergrad library where I had discovered a couple of gloryholes I went to college. The lower level washroom in the undergrad was packed with horny men every afternoon and occasionally an orgy would break out outside the stalls. From there I discover ABS and park sex.

I didn't go to a bathhouse until I was 30, but my 1st visit to Denver Swim Club was memorable, I fucked and got fucked and was involved in a 3 way within the 1st 10 minutes.

[plymsleazebear]

I think there were 2 significant events.  The first was the first time I went to a public toilets because I was needing a piss but ended up going home with a guy I met in there & he took my virginity.  After that, I was a regular at various toilets looking for anonymous cocks & getting fucked both in the cubicles or going home with guys.

Second was about 6-12 months after hooking up with a guy online (who I had also played with in public toilets before that), & seeing his profile on a hookup site now said he was poz.  Came as a shock, but when I went for a test the results came back as neg, I realised that by playing raw it was likely to happen at some point.  Yet I still continued to play raw, as I accepted that I enjoyed playing raw & the risk attached.

[ErosWired]

Three events, I think, were pivotal in setting the trajectory that brought me to where I am now:

1) In my first years in college, I had no idea there was a gay world, and knew nothing about male-on-male sex save that somehow people did it. I only had a strange, pressing curiosity that for some reason was so string that it overcame my stick-up-the-ass straight-arrow reservations and led me to my first-ever visit to an adult bookstore, where I purchased my first gay porn DVD.

This was in 1987. The film was William Higgins’ Hot Rods, with one of the most notorious scenes in the history of all-male action: the Lazy Susan Six-Way.

I was changed forever. I still have a copy of the restored version on DVD.

2) Many years later, after the end if my marriage and after I had begun experimenting with some standard same-sex experiences, I met a man in Louisville who, for the first time, began to objectify me, and Dominate me. Ultimately he would take me to a leather bar and jack me off in front of a group of onlookers, take me to the private residence of friends and perform sexual acts on me as they watched (and videoed), and finally required me to take his friend who he called over to fuck me. He introduced me to my role as a submissive male. I do not remember his name. He had a schnauzer named Pete.

3) In 2010, after I had been immersed in the BDSM world for a few years, I received a reply to my profile on Recon, and was surprised to see that the Dominant lived not far from me, even in this remote locale. He wanted a scene in which he would cut off all my clothes. That meeting would introduce me to my Master, an experimental Sadist who would own me for the next six years, possess a Deed to my body and my sex, and conduct an elaborate series of experiments focused on Pavlovian conditioning with the goal of determining whether he could make a permanent change to intensify my perception of my role as a make sexual submissive. He fully succeeded.

Had any of these three events not occurred, I believe my mind would not be shaped as it now is, in the unshakable conviction that my value as a sexual being lies only in my utility as an object for men to satisfy their appetites, and that I have a positive obligation to make my body available to them for that use. The rational part of my mind may argue that that there are reasons to believe that may not be so, but the fact remains that the influence of those three factors has been strong enough to completely subdue reason in favor of belief. Because of them, I do not need reason to tell me what I am - I know what I am.

Edited January 28 by ErosWired

[YourNoLimitsBottom]

I have to say my friend that taught me to deep throat by my laying on the bed with my head over the edge got me started with enjoying messy blowjobs.

I had an encounter with a guy who was very hands-on, more so than the guys I had met before him. I had to drive a few hours to meet up with him after exchanging messages and pics. I was into running and hiking at the time and he had a lot of compliments for my ass. He claimed to be into a lot of the rough stuff I had fantasized about reading about it online. Right off inside the door he had me stripped and on my knees sucking him, hands on my head controlling the action. When we ended up in bed he proved he loved to fuck and wasn't shy about making a mess. And what I really enjoyed was the enthusiastic rough hands-on play, he dug his fingers into my hips and ass while we fucked. The guys that I had been with before had never been that enthusiastic.

To this day I love being manhandled by an enthusiastic rough top that isn't afraid to make a cummy mess.

[wheelchairfag]

First Time at an ABS/ Theater getting Gangbanged right after my 18th Birthday 

[enigmaticat]

Genetics. My dad's side of the family are all horny guys. I'm always horny, it's a blessing and a curse.

[KneelerForDoms]

When I was like really young me and another camper were masterbating each other in front of the entire cabin of kids and the counselors made us stop. He was basically telling me what to do....i remember it felt so good. 

As a teenager, I think just having masculine male friends started turning me into a pig, because I would spend hours fantasizing about them fucking me especially after we all watched our first porn. 

As a young adult, the first guy that ate me out in his house, his BBC was too big to fit in me but I was enjoying rubbing my hole for him. The next day the tagline of his email began with "Hey Pussyboy" 

When I started going to bathhouses that also contributed having multiple guys using my mouth and blowing their loads all over my face. 

And then the first guy that really fucked me. he gave it to me for a good hour and for multiple times in various positions. even though he had a condom on it felt incredible, and after he was finished my hole was so hungry for more. 

And then when I started dressing in slutty outfits, wig and heels, and letting anonymous guys show up at hotel rooms to use me...

 

[Starrrcream]

The summer between primary school and secondary school, my older cousin (whom I had already been involved sexually with since I was 9/10) introduced me to 5-6 of his higher grade classmates .  We were in an all-boys school that had a primary school part and a secondary school part.  I sucked my cousin in front of them and they took turn cum in my mouth.  After I started secondary school I met them after school almost every day and I swallowed a lot of their teenagers cum and piss.

[Ieatcumholes]

23 hours ago, enigmaticat said:

Genetics. My dad's side of the family are all horny guys. I'm always horny, it's a blessing and a curse.

Gotcha beat. My father sired 10 children (that I know of) by 7 different women. AFAIK, I'm #6, and he was 25 when I was born. (And except for the twins, none of us are the same age...) My mother had her first child at 16. So I joke that I come from promiscuous genes. 🤣

Strangely enough, that made me sexually active, but didn't make me a pig. I was still pretty buttoned up... What turned me into a pig was becoming poz in the early 2000's. I figured that except for death, the worst thing that could happen to me had happened, so I might as well enjoy whatever time I had left.

[Davidc]

Going to a local cottage and seeing someone wank through the hole ( i would have been 12 or so)

I then spent most of my spare time there.

The demise of cottages is something that saddens me greatly.