Heterosexuals--When did you first know that you were het?

I thought "I don't think that's really something I'm into".

I've known it all my life...

And all my life I've been fascinated by men...

To this day, and till my dying breath, I continue to be fascinated by them...

There has never been a time when I wondered about my orientation...

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(which was a long time ago), we were aware of sexuality.

And please, hear me out: I always laugh when people say that our sexuality is a choice. I never even debated the issue, even in my own mind; I was, and remain, hetero. I just really love men, period. Even when they irritate me.

It's kind of weird that the people who say "it's a choice" never articulate when they figured out their orientation, don't you think? I guess that's my problem with it, and why I think the OP is spot on in asking the question.

but I think that is the point.

It's only to be silly. You don't have to answer if you think it's too silly.

There was this girl named Cindy who was really good at hula-hoop.

Over time, maybe. I'd always think "he's hot." Then I'd think it again (someone different, usually). Essentially, in the end, I always ended up gravitating to males. I found it comforting and right, somehow. It was never a Eureka moment: "I totally love guys, they rock!" It was more an adaptation to something that was already innate to me.

I am so hurt for people who don't have such an easy passage of it - I really am. One of my dearest friends, years ago, killed himself over his sexual orientation. I honestly was scarred by that. He was an amazing human being, and I never EVER forget how wonderful he was. I wish his passage (and by that I mean finding his place) could have been easier for him.

Okay, now I'm depressed. That's all, I guess. Out.

On edit: information underload.

At least not w/me.

As young as 7 when the preacher's wife gave me a smile and a big, long hug, (she looked like a young Sophia Loren) there was some nascent little voice in the back of my head that said, "I like this."

Throughout early school years, girls had cooties except as time went on (4th to 5th grade) the teasing of a couple of them became sort of a way to get them to acknowledge me.
During this time there were also a few teachers that I knew I liked. (Miss Pannel, was blonde, twentysomething, and she played Lennon's "Imagine" for her class.)

Around 6th grade I started to have vague romantic fantasies about certain girls. Around this time, it became OK to tell a girl in school that you liked her.

Then puberty hits, and it's all over.

I'd always imagined the timeline is probably the same no matter your preference, but I don't know.

and a copy of Playboy for January, 1968 — Miss Connie Kreski, who was to become Playmate of the Year for 1969.

I felt... strange. And frightened.

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't look away.

Later, I prayed, and chastized myself with a Slinky. But I knew.









I've never told this to anyone. :cry:

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Heterosexuals are people too! :)

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Slinky!! :wow: :rofl:

Don't remember not being attracted to men.

Girls are nice but they don't make me think about taking my clothes off the second I meet them. :rofl:

And, knowing the way my mind works, I imagine it would feel the same way if I had turned out to be gay.

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and thought something along the lines of, "yeah- that doesn't sound like my cup o' tea!"

It wasn't until I learned there were different sexualities that I gave any thought to what my own was.

Jackie and thought to myself, "Damn I want a piece of that!". So like around 2nd grade

and really liked the daughter of my moms' best friend.

however, being raised in a strict Catholic household, such thoughts were banished. Lust of any kind is an abomination; why would I want to dirty myself in such a way? It left me a confused young man for many years.

I was distraught; I'd been taught that liking women's breasts was wrong. What was I to do? The way I'd been raised, relations among men were never discussed, good or bad; maybe that meant they were ok. So I resigned myself to a life of boring homosexuality, pressed upon my weary brow by mighty social forces constructed to keep me from acknowledging how I truly felt.

Then, my parents took me out of Catholic school and I discovered the wonder of internet pornography. I haven't lied to myself since.

...and pitched a tent in my Yoda Underoos. That pretty much told me.

I chased a boy around the schoolyard at recess, tackled him and kissed him.

Also I had my first celebrity crush on Gardner McKay of "Adventures in Paradise" which was a TV show based on "Tales of the South Pacific" by James Michener.

It was a boy in my first grade class named Sebastian. We were both in the advanced reading section and, for some inexplicable reason, greatly enjoyed one another's company. I remember when my parents came home from parents night at the school. They spoke to Sebastian's parents. "My son can't stop talking about your daughter!" they said.

Unfortunately, I moved to Texas at the end of the school year.

and i enjoy all the benefits of human sexuality.

but I guess I didnt KNOW until prolly around 14 or 15. Nothing specific, just knowing what I liked

This is strange because my wife and I were talking about this just this weekend.

I was three and I remember it like it was yesterday. I was sitting in my cousin Carolyn's lap. She was @21 at the time and was wearing a very soft cashmere or angora sweater. My head was laying against her breasts and I remember thinking, "Ah, this is the life for me".

Perhaps this explains my long held fondness for tight, soft, V-neck sweaters?

I also loved to play on the floor and look at women's legs at about that age. And the feel of a woman's nylon's. Wow.

it wasn't until I was about 9 or 10 that I learned that there were people who had attractions for people of the same sex.

Had no idea what I was feeling at that age but still..........

don't remember her name, but long blond hair.....

...in that tight outfit in Grease.

It made me a bit excited/uncomfortable at the time - I was born in late 1966, so I was 11 1/2 when "Grease" came out in the summer of 1978,

THAT was my 'ah-hah' moment as well!

DAMN she was fine!

REALLY saw myself naked in the mirror...I thought, "You're a mess".

just a slow realization over time because I found woman scary, but I couldn't help but look at them, looking at their developing curves and different bodies and being fascinated by it. (Come to think of it, I'm 40 and I'm still fascinated, though I try to be more subtle in my looking...)

That was in junior high school... and, I'd find myself getting aroused when thinking of certain girls in my middle school and not understanding exactly what was going on - I was so shy that I'd never have asked my parents, or any friends with older siblings, or anybody. And, then of course, there was "morning wood" and things like that.

Man, I was so naive back then.

in the school library looking for photos of 'native' women with nekkid titties?
Until the librarian ran you out when the sound of your giggling got her attention?
jeez
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I had a major crush on Betty Rubble :)

I also don't wear any cotton/polyester blends. Or cut the corners of my lawn.

I had "girlfriends" prior to that. We'd play at each other's houses, or talk on the phone, etc. In fact by that point I had already had two fairly lengthy "relationships" with girls. Never kissed, or anything romantic though. Nothing sexual.

My earliest sexual spark memory though is when I was in Third grade. We were in the school library and I was looking at a Sports Illustrated. Now, of course, they didn't have the swimsuit issue, but in the issue, was a subscription flyer...those little paper things to mail in. Well on it was Christie Brinkley from the 1981 SI Swimsuit Edition cover.

http://cgi.ebay.com/February-9-1981-Sports-Illustrated-Swimsuit-edition_W0QQitemZ170133019517QQcmdZViewItem

I don't know if I had ever really had any sexual urges before that. If I did I don't remember. That was the first time though that, and I didn't really know why, but I just had to keep that picture. I tore the mailer out of teh magazine, folded it up, and put it in my pocket. I looked at it frequently.

I musta been 8ish, and the teenage neighbor girl babysat for me and gave me a bath. She took her shirt off (to keep it dry, I suppose) and bathed me in her bra, and I thought "hmmm, this is an interesting development..."

I hadn't thought about that for years...:7

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Technically bisexual, but time and ambient environment have a way of changing people too...

I thought Brian, a boy in my fifth grade class, was cute. One day, a group of girls from my class approached me and asked if I liked anyone. I said that I thought Brian was cute. Unfortunately, those girls were little bitches. Each one of them went to me at different times to smile and say, "I told Brian, and he says he doesn't like you." That turned me off boys for another two years.

Good health and happiness to all!

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"You is having x with Kim." I gave it to Tim and he gave it to the teacher.

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if not before.

I also "blame" my liberal religious training from infancy. God made man and woman in His/Her image, why should I prefer one to another? :shrug: God makes beautiful genitalia.

something in my brain...goes, thanks but, no.thanks. :shrug:

There are all sorts of sexual identities that have made the world the way that it is now. Of course, God
wants some to multiply, but I don't think God meant EVERYBODY to be heterosexual. I think it's a Divine call, how you're supposed to relate to certain people differs between individual.

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I am thankful that I am a member of Integrity and can articulate some of my theology.

I always liked 'em older. :evilgrin:

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The first is Captain Crunch w/Crunchberries. What's yours?

But I do like Cap'N Crunch w/Crunchberries, too. :D

I had an encounter that was more involved than anything in my past. As interesting as it was, I was able to put a stop to things before they got out of hand. With as attractive a man as this girl was, I wouldn't have stopped anything.

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He was my Man from UNCLE.

Michael Palin from Monty Python

AND Claire Danes in My So Called Life

which is to say there never was a moment. It was just always there. That's how I took this post. To point out the absurdity of sexuality being a choice.

:shrug: A lot of gay rights activists say that it's not a choice. Yes, I am pro-gay and bisexual but I am not sure. I've read some articles by Lesbian Feminists who say that they purposely choose to be lesbian.

Similar (I'd guess) to my bi/homosexual friends. It just is.

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