What turns a person into being bi?

I believe that I was wired from birth to be bisexual. I can remember having erections at age 10 when given enemas by both men and women that were prescribed by the family doctor for health. I was aroused by feeling the lubricated enema nozzle pushed into my ass pussy and by looking at their bodies. My family, relatives, and some friends of the family were nudists during warm months in Los Angeles during meet ups in back yards that had high fences for privacy. I felt aroused when looking at attractive nude women who had large breasts and nude men who were muscular, had a hairy chest, or had a large penis. These feelings became stronger when I was fourteen years old when I would play doctor with busty teen girl and when my ass pussy was topped by a sixteen year old male athlete who was on my softball team. When I was eighteen years old, I had sexual experiences with both women and men. I perceived myself as bisexual and gender fluid. Feel free to message me if you have questions or had similar experiences.

Overall I feel people are probably wired from birth to be bisexual. This is my take on how someone might start out as heterosexual and then at some point in their life shifts into bisexuality.

I see your point... as one who got into bi activity in my late 40's this might be true, but not sure... The tipping point for me was the freedom my wife gave me to explore all things sexually. The more I could do, the more I wanted to do.

Really, I've simply concluded it boils down to the acknowledgement of denials and long-suppressed urges.

Here's my story of possibly turning "bi".

I'm 72 years old and have been 100% straight all my life. But since I have become impotent from prostate cancer and radiation treatments, my desire for M2M has become something I might want to try. Also, during the last 4 or 5 years, due to all the meds I've taken, I have grown a very large set of man boobs (42D and growing) which are VERY erotically sensitive when rubbed which gives me great pleasure in my asshole, especially when I am plugged. With my boobs, I sometimes feel like I've become a woman desiring penetrative sex as someone's bottom. My testosterone levels are actually in the high end of normal for my age, so if I can't "get it up" anymore does this mean I have only one option to achieve something approaching a pleasing orgasm? The thought of a guy actually fucking me in the ass while fondling my very ample, sensitive boobs really sets me off at times.

For the record....My wife of 41 years thinks pegging is gross, so that option is not on the table...

Really, I've done so much doing-without, for well over a half-decade, that I've only been solo and with all my diabetes meds and ED; I'd now settle for an infrequent casual relationship that involves only mutual stimulation, and just being satisfied with the end reward no matter how it comes out. The past few years I've repeated this motto to myself: All Sex Doesn't Need To End In Orgasm.

Really, I've simply concluded it boils down to the acknowledgement of denials and long-suppressed urges.

or maybe prison!

My first explicitly sexual feelings toward a woman hit me like a lightning bolt while vacationing with a couple of girl friends in Bali 3 years ago. This followed a particularly stressful life event but I never planned that my eat pray love moment would bring an overwhelming interest in another’s woman’s vagina. While on a group hike, I developed an instant attraction to a perfect stranger. I took note of my extreme and unexpected excitement but I did not act on it then or later. I fantasized about her every night back in my hotel room and when I would see her at meals or on the hikes, I felt awkward and stupid like a smitten middle schooler. I wondered if perhaps I was losing my mind because I had learned in my psych training that most people are genetically hardwired to be either straight or gay, that bisexuality was the rarer condition. I also considered myself an open minded, tolerant person who would have no reason to repress homosexual urges if they had been there earlier in my life. When I returned home from that vacation, I watched the “L word “show intently and while I thought the lesbians depicted were beautiful and the sex was not, I knew that a lesbian lifestyle was not for me. I am still friends with this woman but I have never shared my feelings with her because she is a lesbian and I don’t want to use her for experimentation.

I also wonder if my bicuriosity might just be a manifestation of the yolo (you only live once) feeling. When I was a teenager, I decided that I wanted to see “everyplace in the world. As I approach my 60th birthday, I realize that I am way behind schedule but the urge for experiencing and seeing new things has never diminished. More recently that wish has expanded to the sexual sphere. Is my bicuriosity an interest in women or is it my need to try everything once? Just like I have had the need to see the fjords of Norway, or go on safari or… once I have done those things, I had no need to live there and was ready to move on to the next thing. These are the ruminations that keep me bicurious but have, to date, prevented me from acting on these feelings.

My first explicitly sexual feelings toward a woman hit me like a lightning bolt while vacationing with a couple of girl friends in Bali 3 years ago. While on a group hike, I developed an instant attraction to a perfect stranger. I took note of my extreme and unexpected excitement but I did not act on it then or later. I fantasized about her every night back in my hotel room and when I would see her at meals or on the hikes, I felt awkward and stupid like a smitten middle schooler. I wondered if perhaps I was losing my mind because I had learned in my psych training that most people are genetically hardwired to be either straight or gay, that bisexuality was the rarer condition. ....... and I don’t want to use her for experimentation.

As I approach my 60th birthday, I realize that I am way behind schedule but the urge for experiencing and seeing new things has never diminished. More recently that wish has expanded to the sexual sphere. Is my bicuriosity an interest in women or is it my need to try everything once?

@hollydoc Think about if you confessed the parts I culled out to this person. Came out and admitted to her that you were attracted to her back then, and the effects it had on you. And that you don't want to use her for experimentation, but that your curiosity is still there......

If you wanted to experience a sexual encounter with a woman for at least once in your life, is there anyone you'd rather experience it with ?

Take time and think about that for a while.

@hollydoc I so enjoy and appreciate reading your very honest account of your experience in Bali. Thank you for being willing to share it.

Oops - I see in post #113 below I made a mistake when I said “not getting what you want same sex wise" - That should have read “not getting what you want opposite sex wise". Also, I'd like to add that looking at an erection on the net might make a guy think they might like to play with it – but there's a big difference between fantasizing alone while on the net, verses actually meeting some in person.

I never really had a problem with gay people. I didn't really entertain the possibility of having sex with a guy until I broke up with my girlfriend (she was my first, though I'd dated other girls and came back to her time after time because we were basically friends, and she was fucking amazing), and I was so unbelievably horny, and knew a guy who mentioned he was into guys. He kind of had an effeminate appearance and I started to consider it a possibility. Eventually I acted on it

Crossdressing and Tgirls.

Tgirls are some of the sexiest creatures on earth!

I think being bi is always inside you. There may be an situation or person that triggers the initial experience that puts you on the path but tha i uniqu to everyone. For me it was always there but being “bi” ment nothing at the time. When I first started playing sexie games it was with male friends, when we were probably 7 or 8 years old. It was just fun. I saw no reason to stop having fun.

All I know is--

It's a helluva lot better than contemplating doing it to a kid.