Speak Out : How Did You Know You Were Gay?

I think most dudes know they’re gay when they find themselves bouncing in a hard dick and enjoying it.

In the seventh grade a dance was coming up. The guys were talking about which girls they wanted to take and I was thinking which guys I wanted to take.

Frankly, i think thats a silly question. You know. You may not admit it, you may fight it or you may just hide it, but you know. hen your young and men seem just as pretty as women. when you start to get older and theres a stiring in your pants at a good looking man. First underwear ads then s. Eaking a glance in the locker room. Then taking that chance and going to that bar or that pickup area. And it feels natural.
You just know

When I asked my cousin to put his dick in my butt when I was nine, him 11. Ever since then I was hooked!!

Iol dreams at 4 or 5 of me with other boys, in nothing but socks and underwear, with me being tickled by them. What sealed the deal at 5 was watching Cinderella and realizing I wanted to marry Stuart Damon i stead of Lesley Ann Warren – and i wanted to see what was lurking in those tights

Hi i am now 43 years old who looks like in my late 20’s.the moment i put on my sisters pump and a belt to an oversized tshirt im wearing as a young boy,i knew im different.i have played with paper dolls my sisters made me and lived life like its a normal thing which i eventually rialized that its a normal thing. Fortunately i grew up in a very open minded and supportive family.and i do oftèn encounter guys in their late 20’s and early 30’s who are inbetween or bi, curious or just plain sexually active individual married men.” Not complaining here” but yes as a young boy i knew.

Imagine a time when there were no naked men to be seen anywhere except in a locker room. Imagine only being exposed to topless women. Imagine that no movies had nude scenes or lovemaking. That is when I grew up. As a result, I did not know I might be gay until Playboy had pictures with some fully naked men in them. Then I could see how much more interesting the men’s bodies were than the women’s. Then I had a clue.

I never knew I was Gay. As a matter of fact I became bisexual on accident when I was 7 years old.
A friend and I were playing at the school yard at the beginning of Summer vacation and we found a box full of hardcore porn magazines.
There were some at the bottom of the box that were gay magazines.
We didn’t know what gay or bisexual was and we thought after seeing the guys having sex with each other that was the reason some people called a person their best friend.
Because that was the one they have sex with.
So we went back to his house and tried to copy what they did in the magazines.
And once we figured it out really enjoyed it. So from that day on we would do it 3 to 5 times a day every day.
Two weeks before school started back up we heard some of the older kids calling someone gay.
So we asked what that means and we’re shocked when we found out that what we thought everyone else is doing was considered taboo.
So we tried to stop. But after 3 months of 3 to 5 times a day it was probably the same as trying to quit heroin. And we went back to it. And both of us had girlfriends and still had sex with each other till we were 18 and went into the military and parted ways.
But I believe that everyone is naturally bisexual and to be straight or gay is more of a social conditioning like we have to choose one or the other but can’t have both. But why limit yourself. Have cake and ice cream not just cake or ice cream. Lol

I’m very Bi. But I believe that everyone is naturally bisexual and to be straight or gay is more of a social condition we have to choose one or the other but can’t have both. But why limit yourself. Have cake AND ice cream not just cake or ice cream.

I knew I was into men at a young age. I stole a lighter that had male strippers on either side of it with their dicks hanging out at 5. I didn’t finally suck a dick until I was 18, and I didn’t like it at the time I was doing it, but afterwards I started to crave a dick in my mouth every couple of weeks, lile I had to have it. When I took it in the ass the first time, I was sure that I was bi. Now I try to keep a fwb, with a nice sexy cock.

I don’t know if I always knew it their certainly were indicators; sucking cock at a sleepover when I was 12, showing off cocks in a field with a neighbor kid, being compelled to look a cockswhile showering for PE and athletic events. I had girlfriends and was always a little hesitant sexually, I told myself I was being a gentleman. In my early 20’s I had a gay roommate who was not out but all my friends knew. I would sneak into his room while he was gone and “borrow” his gay magazines. I found gay sex chat lines advertised and would joyously masturbate to this taboo. I told myself it was just a way to get off, like a fetish. I got married to a female and lived a hetero life, while maintaining a gay mastubatory practice; fantasy, right? Then in my early 40’s I allowed myself to be seduced on a gay chat line, no, it didn’t take much. I went to this guys apartment sucked and topped him. I remember so vividly the feeling of being naked in front of him for sexual purposes, the taste of his penis, his legs wrapped around my back. Whew. So freeing. I tried to maintain my marriage while carefully fulfilling my need for gay contact sporadically. I soon found I was more of a bottom and so enjoyed taking it inside me. Pleasing. Submitting. Now I alm in the divorce process and opening my gay life more. Hard to find friends with benefits or start dating at 58 but at least I have that freedom to do so now. I am not out and don’t know if I ever will be, but I AM GAY. The freedom of saying it is even better than my first time physically experiencing it.

That is a thought provoking question. As a late fifties male, it seems like that was a very long time ago. I do recall thinking my cousins were very nice to look at when I was maybe 10 years old. The family traits of being from the Middle East with honey colored skin, seemed to increase my perception of them being attractive. I had a whole passel of cousins that were 4-10 years older than I was, so many; especially those that were athletic were nice male specimens. I do recall seeing one of my cousins shirtless when I was about 10 and he was maybe 18 — his well- muscled torso and light dusting of black hair on his chest just made me giddy in a way that no girl ever did. Not many years later when I was in high school, I knew without a doubt what I liked. Being raised in a conservative Catholic household, attending Catholic high school, and coming of age in the era of the dreadful Anita Bryant did nothing to assist my coming out process. It was until I was 21 and away at college before I had my first boyfriend. My goodness that seems like so, so long ago!

When my eyes started focusing more and more on those beautiful dicks in those porn films. And when those older men started checking my out I just had to try one….once I did, I was hooked.

Mine had to be the first time I held hands with a man. It felt natural. Real. He reached over to kiss me and I had electric shocks all over me. What nailed it was that there was no sex, and so I was able to see the difference between “love” and “having sex.”

I think I always knew I just struggled until my mid 20’s to actually admit it it to myself and everyone else

about 12 sucked my brother and spent the summer at cousins we had sex every night it was fun he is uncut

I was in my teens an high school I remember looking at other guys but pretty common I was 21 when I gave my first blowjob he was 50 something An he knew I was gay I guess it’s a sense I’m a bottom proud gay man An love it

When I was raped at 13 yo by my neighbor and made to like cock. Ever since then I enjoy cock

Don’t know why I stuck my finger in my ass but I did and it felt good. Graduated to a brush handle. Wet dreams were always about men. But it was all “a phase.” Got married, had kids but still sexually attracted only to men. Finally realized it wasn’t a phase and it was who I was. Huge weight off my shoulder but replaced by a “married and gay” weight.

I’m not gay, I just read this for the articles.

I was 12 it was past midnight and the 700 Club infommercial came on they had pictures of men kissing and groping.Patrick Robertsons ugly diatribe about hedonism and sin. ignored it and watched the hot guys kiss and grope. I knew I liked boys I didn’t have any words for it I was a kid but what I was seeing was what I wanted to do. three months later I joined the local gay and lesbian Community Center as a volunteer and joined the first youth group this was back in 93 94.. never looked back.

I knew I was gay when I was about 9. Had sex with a guy at 11 and he was like 13-14. He was a jock and had a great body for his age. When I sucked his dick for the first time, I knew that’s what I wanted. I tried the “straight life” but guys were always my thing. Even now, when I think about him, it gets me aroused. You just know.

I knew I was at age 11 when at sleep over’s I started to like looking at my buddies dicks while changing after using the pool to liking to share how our dicks looked while talking at night. My first encounter was after my buddy and I changed together after using the pool and I offered to jerk him off. He liked it so we went off and to play more and I sucked his dick. Later at other sleep over’s we’d make sure to change together. Then he’d rub his dick in my butt and liked it, but I LOVED IT MORE. He doesn’t talk to me anymore and act’s like I don’t exist but I’ll always treasure our time as kiddos.

The 26-year old man at Reddit needs to choose to stop “suffering from a sexual identity crisis.”
He is who he is. He needs to himself to embrace the fact.

There have always been legions of men just like him. Guys who know they are attracted to guys, but who did not have the opportunity to be who they are. Their early views of gay men were of stereotypical gays: fem, flamboyant, obnoxious, loud, selfish, victims. Saying to themselves, “well that’s NOT me”, they muddled through life, following the straight model.

As the internet and sites like A4A have evolved, these guys have been able to meet other guys just like themselves. Guys who are gay, but for whom being gay is not their primary being. They do not wear their sexuality on their sleeves or wave it as a banner for everyone to see and everyone to accept. Over time, and with some care, these guys have the opportunity to embrace who they are. They can develop and maintain good, discreet relationships with guys who are :just like me”, straight on the outside and gay on the inside.

In today’s world, they just have to give themselves permission to do so. Over a decade ago, with the help of a few great guys who were “just like me”, I did. Has it been easy? No. Better? Yes.

I think most of us knew at a very young age, just did not know that it was defined as “homosexuality” and the negative-applied, then once understood what that implied, it did scare the day-lights out of you.

Made you feel like something is wrong with you; that goes double in an African American, church-going family, my mother once said, “those white people will do anything” so I REALLY felt like something must have been wrong me.

Ever since I can remember, I’d always look at those Sears catalogs, and go directly to the ‘men’s underwear section’, to look at their hairy, bare-limbs, lol. I wasn’t even pubescent yet! I just buried it until and after my HS years, once I got my own apt at (18yrs) 19, I began to hit the gay bars. The important thing is that I always excepted myself first and foremost.

I learn I was bi when i play with my moms dildos, but fought eager to admit to myself

Then in my late 30’s thought i try the real thing loved it ever since