0 - 5 years old. Even as soon as I went into primary school (aged 4) I managed to kiss nearly every boy in the class, I was never interested in the girls. Has been like that since then. I always knew I was different and that I would have to tell my parents at some point even though I had no idea what was really happening. I never knew the words gay and I never thought about it properly till I was about 16.
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Around middle school but I just recently realized a month ago; I had crushes on guys as a child lol so apparently since my childhood.
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I'd say around 11 or 12 when I started to realize I was sexually interested in other boys, it took a bit longer to learn the words to define myself with since my parents never talked about homosexuality, neither disparagingly or positively.
I remember a few moments of interest in the bodies of other boys that came earlier, especially in the locker room for my hockey team, but I'm not sure I would say those were sexual feelings.
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Probably when I was about 16... my best friend was this guy Pip; he was a skater with piercings, blonde, blue eyes, stocky build, and out of everyone I knew we always used to have the best laughs when we were together, and a severe lack of any body-space. Half the time we'd end up playing videogames slumped over each other, it was a very intimate and personal thing that I still miss to this day. A lot of it was working out boundaries, and more often than not he'd be going out to prove he was the top dog, which I always loved. Nuzzling me when my friends weren't looking, squeezing my butt, giving me long hugs. I used to get crazy for just being around him, wrote him letters I never sent.
One night after we'd been out drinking and watching TV draped over each other again I was walking off and he told me he loved me. I turned and looked at him and just didn't know what to say; I knew it was true, and he did too. I'd fancied him for almost a year and wanted nothing more. And all I could manage was an endearing smile as I drunkenly shrugged it off. I hate myself for that.
He offered me sex after and I said "I'm not sure..." :frown: we could have had a lot of fun together but I wasn't ready for it at that age; I didn't know what I know now, that being gay isn't such a big deal, and that my friends would get used to it, and I'd enjoy it.
I'll never forget when he used to take my hand and crack my knuckles for me even though I hated it, he was the only person I trusted to do it. Testing each other with cigarettes, stolen glances and wrestling like a couple of dafties. I miss him so much sometimes.
He went and got married to a lovely lady in the end, such is life! he's still a lovely guy, just even now I can't be around him without wagging and having a good laugh. But yeah, Pip, you made me gay... if you ever read this you'll know ^_^
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When I was 12. One of my friends came over and used the pool. So I saw him shirtless. I liked what I saw:biggrin: I knew I still liked girls but I didn't know there was a name for what I felt.
Mick
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Probably around 15-16 I knew for sure, but I can look back over my younger years and see specific instances hinting at it.
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Sil - great story mate, very moving
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Miles Prower Wrote:Probably around 15-16 I knew for sure, but I can look back over my younger years and see specific instances hinting at it. I could probably say the same, but around 12-14.
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2003. So I was...BUGGER ME THAT IS SEVEN YEARS AGO :O !! Does not feel it! I was 16/17, and it came about because my best friend of the time had a picture of Strider from Blazin' Squad on her bedroom door and I fell in love with him, and I was like ":confused:wha's goin' no :O"
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Sil Wrote:Probably when I was about 16... my best friend was this guy Pip; he was a skater with piercings, blonde, blue eyes, stocky build, and out of everyone I knew we always used to have the best laughs when we were together, and a severe lack of any body-space. Half the time we'd end up playing videogames slumped over each other, it was a very intimate and personal thing that I still miss to this day. A lot of it was working out boundaries, and more often than not he'd be going out to prove he was the top dog, which I always loved. Nuzzling me when my friends weren't looking, squeezing my butt, giving me long hugs. I used to get crazy for just being around him, wrote him letters I never sent.
One night after we'd been out drinking and watching TV draped over each other again I was walking off and he told me he loved me. I turned and looked at him and just didn't know what to say; I knew it was true, and he did too. I'd fancied him for almost a year and wanted nothing more. And all I could manage was an endearing smile as I drunkenly shrugged it off. I hate myself for that.
He offered me sex after and I said "I'm not sure..." :frown: we could have had a lot of fun together but I wasn't ready for it at that age; I didn't know what I know now, that being gay isn't such a big deal, and that my friends would get used to it, and I'd enjoy it.
I'll never forget when he used to take my hand and crack my knuckles for me even though I hated it, he was the only person I trusted to do it. Testing each other with cigarettes, stolen glances and wrestling like a couple of dafties. I miss him so much sometimes.
He went and got married to a lovely lady in the end, such is life! he's still a lovely guy, just even now I can't be around him without wagging and having a good laugh. But yeah, Pip, you made me gay... if you ever read this you'll know ^_^
omg.... :'( makes me cry and feel so envious! I wish I had someone like that! </3:heartline:
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