I have dated women all of my life; and have enjoyed each venture. But there is a part of me that continuously wonders how a relationship would be with a male. I don't usually think about the physical aspect of it, though. I've been in emotional relationships with males before. I've been a huge tease to males in the past because I didn't know if I wanted to actually go through with a relationship of that orientation-related caliber. In my family, it's rather the loaded gun to do more than admitting to being bisexual (which I have already done). They, my parents, would soon-enough forget that I ever "came out" than think that one day in the near or far future their only ambulatory son may want to bring Matthew to Thanksgiving dinner instead of Angeline. There are a slew of other indicators. I've openly kissed males before; and have had one attempt to masturbate me through my pants. Neither of the events proved fruitful. Kissing a male is neat; but it doesn't present that spark (that feeling of libidinous and sexual desire and want to conquer). I have told my sister (and most of my friends) and they're like "yeah that's cool dude." I have a fetish for transvestites and transexuals (any form where there is the presence of both male genitalia (preferably sans the testes and scrotum) and breasts. They also have to look effeminate. I'm not in that "oh woe is me" stage, and I never have been; but I do wonder about what the future will bring. I wonder "[c]ould I get over the physical aspect of a homosexual relationship in order to indulge in the emotional side?" I wonder if experimenting with a threesome (fmm) would be an apropos way to test the waters. But then I think "No... I hate the idea of threesomes. They're sleazy. And if I ever did have one, I'd much rather it be ffm for my first time."