...so ...like an analrapist?

I've never questioned my sexuality. I've experimented, simply because I was curious. Nothing. It did nothing for me, and the whole while I was thinking of my boyfriend.

An old thread, but I want to share my story with this - confusing and scary at the time, but really kinda funny in hindsight.

So, Valentine's Day 2017, I'm 14 years old and just assume that I'm a straight dude - I know I like girls (had a relationship that was really awkward and I try to forget happened), and while I have nothing against gay people, I just don't happen to be one.
Anyway, I'm standing around half-heartedly complaining about not having a Valentine (nothing new here) and my male best friend asks me to be his. I'd suspected he was a bit gay, but I figured that he was joking, so I said sure.
20 minutes later, he turns around and tells me that he was joking. And I knew that, had considered it when I asked him about it, but I still got kinda sad about it.
Quickly thought "why the fuck am I sad", and (to make a long store short) I'm bi - unfortunately one without any experience. But it'll come.

since age 3 or 4.

I do not remember a time when I was not drawn to the scantily clad ladies in Puerto Rican dance and music shows back in 1976-79.

At age 13 in 7th grade one of my first crushes was on my very attractive Junior High History Teacher. She was young, perhaps even a first year teacher. So my 7th grade ends and there's summer vacation. When I returned for eighth grade she was married and had changed her last name. It was like an episode of The Wonder Years. lol. In eighth grade I was not in her class anymore unfortunately, got moved to a male history teacher, and by the end of the year, when I was leaving junior high and heading into high school, the attractive history teacher was pregnant with her first kid. So, she was one of my first crushes.

That’s funny, my Ma tells me I’d sit in my high chair quietly until a pretty woman showed up on teevee, then I’d yell, bang my sippy cup and drool.

A wise man...sorry, I'll start again. A wise non-binary once said "any hole is a ferkin goal".

Pushing 30 and I don't know. The first girl I crushed on looked like a boy.

I'm privileged in that I've never felt need to question. In my mind, I am a male and biologically born that way, and I prefer biologically born females

when the female classmates started growing boobs, which could have been around 12, I realized I enjoyed staring at them.

i was pre-boob. i had 2 massive crushes on girls from my kindergarten lololol. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

"For God's sake, Alvy, even Freud speaks of a latency period."

haaahaaahaa, i am familiar with that reference, and yeah i could relate when i saw it.

when i was in kindergarten and preschool it was all coed, and i was friends with boys and girls, but at each school there was one pretty girl that made me go “oooooooooh...” hahaha.

things got ruined when i went to an all boys school. it all got very macho, and “we don’t play with girls” became a thing, and then yeah i had to wait for pre-puberty or something.

actually no, in childhood i used to drool at the hot ladies in my mom’s telenovelas. also, there was raquel welch. it wasn’t like a grownup feeling but... yeah, oh raquel welch,

I like everyone