Let me tell you my story, and I hope I can keep from writing a novel ...
I was always intrigued by sex, period. I was expected to be hetero. I liked getting naked with my friends, that would agree to play along, whether girls or boys. The gender didn't matter. Getting naked did. HA!
My teens and twenties perfectly coincided with the 60s and 70s. "Free Love", "Flower Power", and all that Hippy stuff. I had more than my fair share of "luck" with the ladies, but there was always a guy, or two, on the "down low". I finally admitted I was actually gay when I hit 30.
Two years later I met "My" Kev. He was a popular bar tender in the gay community. I was fascinated with him, and amazed by his obvious successes. He had the rep of a "power stud". I was surprised he'd even talk to me.
Thing was, he did talk to me, and he was a totally nice guy. The rep was overblown, but he didn't do anything to down play it, given his job.
When we became an "item", it was not a planned thing. Surrounding circumstances tended to drive us together. It was unexpected for both of us. We became roommates due to immediate practicalities, and that room was one ... mine. I couldn't believe my luck!
I'm not sure when the fun turned into love. It was not right away, but it didn't take long.
And, now, here we are, 35yr. later.
We never felt as though we "Owned" each other. We never tried to change, or alter, each other. I knew that if I tried to "re-mold" him he wouldn't be the same guy that I cherished.
He also knew I was new to the game, and hadn't explored guys as much as he had. When I mentioned I might have an interest in getting to know someone else, he was not only supportive, but also gave me advice, and tips. He even pointed out, and introduced me, to some guys he thought I might find interesting. I didn't realize that he might be doing that to bring me up to his "speed".
Thing was, we were encouraging each other to be the most we both could be. We were open, and honest, with what we both were feeling, and, most importantly, supporting each other in realizing our lives potentials. We never held each other back, or imposed limits, as long as both of us knew what was going on.
I think it was that trust, and sharing, that allowed us to still be together after so long, and so many trials, tribulations, and adventures. There are so many stories that we have experienced together, and apart.
To some this might sound strange. But, to us, it's been sharing a long history, first, and foremost, being best friends, allowing each other to be ourselves.
I hope this is making sense ...