First inkling, 9, watching older boys push their muscles riding bicycles in summer, shirts off.
First experience with a guy, 13, best friend across the street, discovering the new joys of jacking off.
First experience with a woman, 21, college, married her for three years, then divorced when I found her in bed with her old boyfriend (think now I should have joined them for a three way.)
Came out gay at 24 and never gone back. Moved to San Francisco for 8 years of whoring, later Long Beach 7 years to experience Zen and the beach life, then New York for 4 years of art, theater, career advancement and big city excitement (couldn't stand the weather and got out). Now back in Austin taking care of parents advanced years. These days I'm more settled with a married bisexual boyfriend, best of both worlds. I get him when he feels like a bottom, she gets him when he feels like a top. She got his three kids, snoring, and dirty laundry, so I think I got the best of that deal.