When did your kinks start?

[TicklishGirlyArms]

Most of mine started around 8 or 9.

Got a tickling fetish from my female babysitter at around 8, who used to tickle me mercilessly. Absolutely loved that.

Got a cold fetish when I was 6, when I wore shorts and it was snowing, and the cold wind felt thrilling on my bare thighs.

Got a leg fetish at 13, when I saw my crush in a little pleated skirt.

Got an arm fetish at about the same time as well when all the other boys got big muscley arms and they all teased me about my skinny little arms.

Got a fetish for being chased and caught when I was about 9, watching Cheetara racing Liono in Thundercats, and he just caught her at the end.

[Asteroth]

Hard to tell exactly, but I think somewhere in primary school. maybe at the age of 8? I fantasized about being tied and made to sweat I often tied my legs when alone, nothing really serious. Later I felt a desire of watching girls being abused and forced to do things. One of my earliest fantasies was to see a girl strapped to a fucking machine and forced to orgasm until she passes out.

Fun fact - it was long before I had internet so the idea of forced orgasms and fucking machines somehow appeared in my mind without external inspiration

[stageek]

For me it started at age 8, I played this Pokemon Mystery Dungeon at that time, and I found the idea of transforming into something else than human to be incrediblyv interesting.
I was really anchored in my fantasy world as a kid and I would build my fantasies around cthe transformation fetish (even though it wasn't really sexual at the time, just exciting)

Also got the fetish of being chased and caught with my sister as we used to play as kids, it wasn't sexual at the time either and it was around age 9.

When I was age 9-10 I had an accident where I fell from my scooter while racing to get to school, I flew and crashed myself on the ground, I was rather well injured and lost most of my skin on my face, on the back of my hands, knees and such...
We rushed to the hospital and I was healed there, but my face was covered in bandages, and now that I think about it today, it might have a rather big impact on my life, much more than I thought at that time. I stayed at home for a month just to be healed enough to have a an okay face. And I'll always remember when the doctor was mistaking me for a girl, and told me everything was going to be alright (at that time I had long hair, and my face was so damaged I could have been mistaken for both genders) and I think it flipped the switch for me to get more into my feminine feelings and such. (Do not worry most of the injuries where healed and I could go on about my life)

I also got a hint of an abdl fetish which came around age 11, I would dream of being swallowed by some giant or monster and I would land in a world of diapers (what went so wrong in my life ?!). Note that the last time I've worn diapers for actually peeing my bed was around age 12-13, funnily enough I didn't get a vore fetish from this weird fantasy.

Around age 14 I discovered masturbation as I was fantasizing about women applying make up on me, and that was the start for every single fetish I had: discovered hentai first, the feminization fetish, then the TG/TF fetish, and so on.

Got around hypnosis at age 15, and made my first hypnosis file at age 16 (at the time I was visiting warp my mind alot)

I've also gotten into crossdressing at age 15-16 or so...

Discovered anal and oral through faproulettes, back at the time when the site had less than 200 roulettes (it's such a big site now!)

Then I got into videos and pictures when I had a hypno Master who would hypnotize me into sending him videos, pictures, hypnotizing into living all sorts of fantasies and it went as far as me giving him my full name (so yes he has full potential of blackmailing me and I have completely lost contact with him &#128514 but I trust him to do the right things.

Aaaand that's pretty much it, I might have forgotten stuff here and there, but I think I got the most important stuff out.

[darkblue]

The first things I remember were at the age of 13. Puberty had just started and suddenly my interest for anything sexual. It was pre-internet time, so books were the only thing available for me. I was member of the local library, so I would often be there, trying to find anatomic or erotic books, without to be seen. My heart was beating, like it does now, when I write about this time in my life.

Of course I didn't have contact with porn at that age, it was simply not possible. But the medical and psychological books I found in the library opened a wide field of sexual variations for me, and I read and read. I found out at that age of 13, that I was a fetishist (female feet) and an exhibitionist (liked to stand naked at my window at night), and I liked to play with my asshole. But I had to deal with it alone, I dared not to talk with anybody.

I do not remember though, if I had these preferences before that age, they seemed to be just there, from nowhere.

[PartySlut]

I started most of my kinks from when i was in high school

[Becky Richards]

I like being tied and I think it started at a dare game when I was 13, being tied to a chair and touched

[zephyrnem]

I remember being 9 or 10 years old. I could almost remember the exact moment. It was summer. I wanted to take my clothes off. All of them. This strong...feeling that it would be awesome to be naked. So I stripped naked and had no idea why, but it felt GREAT! I had never wanted something more my whole life.

[poetrylover828]

I really figured out that I was into kinky things in college. I was kinda aware of kink being a thing before that but didn’t know what it was or that I could be interested. In all honesty I had started to learn about the idea of kink from fan fiction because I got into that in high school. But college was where I figured out what kink was and that I was into some things.

[Face2SitOn]

My Facesitting kink started in college when my then girlfriend loved to get eaten out a lot. I enjoyed it. She had a roommate who’s bf would not orally service her...so, my gf asked if I would. Basically, for that entire semester, my gf would sit on my face at least once a day and her roommate would at least 2 times a week. From then on, every gf I’ve had has been orally serviced about as often as they want.

[BarefootAlien]

Hoo boy... I have a lot, and I know where most of them came from, so bear with me...

Feet

Specifically me being barefoot, but also seeing bare feet. Some of it might just be innate. Feet are beautiful! The complex quintouple curve especially along the inner underside, from heel (convex) to arch (concave) to ball (convex) to the underside of the big toe (concave) to the rest of the big toe (convex) is just endlessly fascinating to me. The transverse arch and how it interplays with the toes and metatarsal pads... just nummy. So many curves!

So, okay, my interest in feet started before I had the ability to record long-term memory. I was born with a tumor in my spinal cord. Among other things, one effect of it is that my right leg is a little shorter than my left (an inch and a half / 4 cm), and the shin bones grew twisted outward between the knee and ankle by about 15°. Like, if my hip, knee, and ankle joints are all perfectly aligned, my right foot sticks out by fifteen degrees.

Apparently my childhood doctor (maybe the same idiot who suggested my circumcision, grr) thought it was, I dunno... a habit? That I somehow popped out of the friggin' womb with? So he tried to have them "train" it out of me. Under his orders, for the first few years of my life, I slept in shoes with holes punched in the toes, and the toes tied together, in hopes that it would teach me to not stick my foot out. I dunno if it just never occurred to him that it could be a bone deformity, or what?

Anyway, that founded my life-long hatred of shoes and love of being barefoot. One of my very first memories is of going outside to play with some friends at age three or four. I was dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, shoes, and socks. I remember going outside through a front door and then a screen door, and being so deeply disappointed in the lack of sensation as I stepped onto the patio. So, with distinctly naughty (read: sexually naughty, yes at four years old) tingly feelings going on in my lower belly, I sat down and untied my shoes, then pulled them off, and peeled off my socks. I remember doing it really slowly. I remember the feel of the concrete against my tiny little soles.

Then I very quietly and carefully, so as not to let my mom hear and get in trouble, opened the screen door and hid my shoes and socks behind the couch next to the door. I then snuck out to play with my friends barefoot. It felt so good! So deliciously naughty and sensual and erotic! So yeah, I got started young.

Cold

I've always gotten off with cold water on my legs and feet, whether it's in the shower, from dew spraying up as I walk through grass... I've literally cum in my pants spontaneously walking barefoot through snow more than a few times. For me, the idea of a "cold shower" means "optimal masturbation conditions". For most guys, it seems to be a way to calm things down and make hard-ons go away, which has always confused me a little, because it's so profoundly the opposite for me. It may have to do with the nerve damage from that tumor and the resultant surgery, I dunno.

Anyway, I first discovered -this- particular fetish when I was 7 years old. We'd just moved into our first owned house as a family, and we had a nice big front and back yard. Well, we had a new kiddy pool, and I was really excited to try it, but it was a Christmas present for the family. It was months before the first warm day!

Once we got a nice day, though, I begged my mom to set it up, which she did in the front yard for some reason, not sure why... maybe easier to keep an eye on me through the windows? There was a deck in the way in the back, so that was probably it. She told me to wait for the sun to warm up the water, because the water was still really frigid from the melt, but I didn't want to! I went out while it was still filling from the hose, in fact!

Well, the instant my bare feet hit that cold, cold water, I felt all tingly and really intensely pleasurable in my nether regions. At the time, I didn't know how to localize the feeling to my penis, balls, and prostate, it was just kind of my "lap" that felt good. But also a little scary... so I crouched down, kind of doubling over on my feet into a fetal curl, like a basketball with feet. That dipped the backs of my thighs and my cute little balls into the water, and ZING! The pleasure increased a hundred-fold. My very first orgasm!

Only... I was seven. And this was before the internet was really a household thing. So I had absolutely no idea what an orgasm was, or that it had anything to do with my penis. All I knew was that cold water on my legs, feet, and balls, was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my entire life!

For the next five years, almost every single day, I would crouch down in the shower with my legs tight together. I'd aim the shower-head so it fell on my lap, and turn the water all the way to cold (we didn't have hand-held wands then; my mom didn't believe in them until I bought her one myself just a few years ago). Then I'd shimmy my hips to rub my thighs together until that amazing feeling came again. With no ability to produce semen, for five years I never once connected that feeling to my penis. Never figured out that by rubbing my thighs together, I was rubbing my penis in between them! I just knew that cold water and wiggling my legs together felt amazing!

It wasn't until I was about 12 or so, when I started sleeping naked all the time, that I noticed that if I laid on my back with the sheets and blankets over me, and wiggled my hips from side to side, that good feeling started to come again. That was when I finally connected it with the head of my cock rubbing against the sheets, and boom. I discovered masturbation, still a little too young to really cum, though at that point I could produce a little liquidy fluid that got my sheets wet.

Boys, Nudity, and Truth or Dare

I was 14 when we got our first internet-capable family computer, a whopping 90 MHz Pentium by Packard-Bell. One of the first sites I discovered in my late-night teenaged wanderings around the internet was actually an old Truth or Dare site. Just a simple thing with a list of one-liners in bullet-list format, a few screens long, but it blew my mind. I probably read that list and got off to it ten or fifteen times before I discovered erotic fiction, on Nifty. (I think it was Nifty. Pretty sure it was around even back then.)

So the early internet in the early 90's got me into Truth or Dare, which got me into the idea of sneaking outside naked at night.

Erotic fiction got me into boys, but... oddly enough, I never figured out I was gay. I was raised Mormon, and I was kind of a strange adult-like child. In college, I learned how to be -immature- instead of mature, and "grew down" instead of growing up, embracing my inner child. What I would do was put myself in the place of the boys in the stories. Even though the ones that excited me the most were the ones with other boys doing things to the boys I identified with, it still never occurred to me that I was gay. Honestly I'm not sure I even knew what 'gay' was back then. I was the kid who had to ask what words like that meant, and got laughed at and teased and bullied for it, which meant I didn't often ask.

Exhibitionism

With my rising interest in Truth or Dare along with erotic stories, it became instantly apparent that I loved exhibitionism dares the most. Also, practically the only "porn" I ever looked at as a kid was a Naked in Public site. Always females, but I could imagine myself in their situations well enough to get off. No, it still didn't occur to me, even as I was obviously disappointed to see females naked instead of males, that I was gay. Shut up. It just couldn't have occurred to me with my sheltered upbringing!

Anyway... <.< I started sneaking outside at night, naked. I had my own private door to the house, from a very young age; there were three kids, and only two kids' bedrooms upstairs, so once I was too old to share with my brother anymore (about 11 or 12, not coincidentally the age I started sleeping naked), I was allowed to move into a room in the basement (half-basement, with the back door level with the back yard due to a sloped yard). So I took full advantage... first only creeping out onto the outdoor carpet under the deck... then I dared to venture out into the back yard, where my parents could hypothetically see me if they happened to look out their bedroom window at 2 in the morning for some unfathomable reason. Even so, I usually darted over to hide under one of our many trees to get off! Once I discovered how amazing it felt to be naked outside, especially when it was cool out, and the grass was dewy, I never looked back.

I have many, many, many, many, many exhibitionism stories, way more than the character limit here can possibly allow, so I'll save most of those for other Truths.

All Manner of Other Darker Kinks

So when I was about 22, City of Heroes came out, a superhero-themed MMO, and in the opinion of every single person I've ever known or met who's played it, to this day the best MMO ever made. RIP CoH. *moment of silence*

With City of Heroes came my first experiences with text-based roleplaying. I had RPed tabletop before (AD&D starting at age 13, woot!), but text freed me to start exploring sexual, erotic, and fetish topics in a safe way I'd never had the opportunity to do before. Not coincidentally, I discovered that I was gay at 22. <.< It was no longer something that could be anything but patently obvious once I played many gay characters in gay relationships, though I did play some female characters, and I've been married in-character with every combination possible (me male, them male, (M/M), M/F, F/M, F/F), exploring my sexuality.

Through RP I have explored a truly vast list of fetishes and kinks, many of which I won't get into here, lest I terrify you all, heh. Many of them are RP-only kinks, because the RL consequences are way, -way- too life-changing and permanent, but maybe, just maybe, under just the right circumstances, I might consider some of them IRL.

One Other Super-Secret IRL Kink

But I'm not telling. :P Sorry! Only friends get to know this one, but it's another one I discovered around age 12-13.

[Piggboyg]

It all started when I was 7 or 8 and my friend would 'hypnotize' me into letting him put his ass on my face.

[Kisune Karnon]

Around the age of 14 when everything was going on.