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