Sexual Odyssey - a Bi's Journey

Sexual Odyssey - a Bi's Journey

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A true story of my sexual journey as a bisexual with mostly gay experiences.

Summary

A true story of my sexual journey as a bisexual with mostly gay experiences.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Nature or Nurture..

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Younger days..

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Submitted: June 12, 2018

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Looking back now, I sometimes wonder..

Were some of my current predilections based on an experience embedded deep in my conscience when I was very young? Or it was already wired in my brain when I was born..

How far I should I go back in time to explore how specific incidents might have an impact on my sexuality?

The earliest recollection I have of an experience in which I was somewhat aroused sexually was when I was around 7 years old. Not that I recall having an erection of any sort - it was more of being excited of something sexual in nature. It lasted only a few minutes but I can still recall it.

We lived in a neighbourhood where it is common to walk over to each other's home without invitation and either ask for a favour (could I have a cup of sugar? we just ran out...that sort of thing) or to pass on information which a parent would want the neighbour to know. I cannot recall why I headed to my neighbour's house that day. I was standing at the doorway attending to what I was tasked to do. I recall speaking to an adult when behind that adult, it suddenly happened..

My neighbour had 2 daughters and a son. Their son was quite handsome even when he was young. He had a very fair complexion. He was about 3 years older than me. The only issue - he had quite a temper! He would, at times, have shouting matches with his older sister and his mother. As such, personality wise, he did not endear to me. I stayed away from him actually. I did, however, notice his nice smooth skin when he walked past me at times. He was also a very sporty guy; always in his soccer gear which exposed his lean legs.

So on that fateful day, while I was at the doorway, I saw him come out of the bathroom. He was stark naked. I felt my heart skipped a beat. Part of me always wanted to see how he looked like in the buff and here he was. He still had no pubic hair at that time - so I saw his flaccid penis quite clearly. His foreskin was a tad darker than his penis..all gathered in layers. He trotted to his room with a grin on his face. Perhaps he knew I was admiring him. As he entered his room I caught a glimpse of his ass. It was even fairer than his hands. It was milky white. Then it was all over..

For the next 25 years and even today, I get most aroused by guys with smooth, fair complexion and uncut penises. Was it already ingrained in me even before I noticed him or did my noticing him at a very early age made such a guy my preferred fantasy?

One will never know..

It was, in any case, the start of my sexual odyssey..a journey spanning a quarter of a century..

 


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