In what way do you mean? If its the way i think you ask i haven't yet. As soon as i graduate from college, have my own career launched and dont need my family's money, i will come out.

I had only recently admitted to myself that my attraction to other guys wasn't a phase that would go away and that I was gay when my parents met me during my lunch break from work. After my Dad left to get the car to pick up my Mom she said that she could tell that something was on my mind and asked if it was about a girl I had lived with, and I told her no. She then asked if it was about a gay friend, and I said that she was getting closer and said that I was gay in the middle of a Burger King. For me (and my Mother) Burger King really is the home of the Whopper. She told me not to tell my Dad, but that night she called me to tell me that she told him and that they were OK with it. When my Mom died a few years later, my Dad said that he would have preferred that I be straight but that he and my Mom were glad that I had been honest with them.

Quite well. Thanks for asking! :o)

Head first.

I open the door and walked through it.

Of the closet or the womb? It's hard to tell these days... My mom said that by the time she had me, all the doctor needed was time and a baseball mit to catch me. Im the last of 6 kids so... and they were all big babies to my mere 5 lbs 6 oz. As for the closet... I came out once and realized that it wasn't for me but having satisfied my curiosity through experiment, I found it sufficient and went right back in.

I think head first? My mom said I had big shoulders..I don't really want to think about what that means..

first time i was in the car with my mum and i told her i liked girls and boys... didnt get a good reaction. it was even worse when she told my dad...so i was forced back in the closet. a year and half later and i'm on my own, no parents, they know but hate me because i am gay. make sure its the right time! struggling at uni with no money isnt good!! :( stupid finance people dont count it unless you've been estranged for 3 years... o second time i got a family member to tell them...and wrote a long letter... 3 months and not seen them. only heard negative stuff...

I... haven't. But I think some people could tell. By the way I behave, maybe it's not that hard to tell. I fit in some of the stereotypes... even some that I've not shown publicly.

Well! you see! I came walking in through the front door and there was this automon in the way and I tripped and landed on my back. Wait a minute? I think that was Dick Van Dyke.

I was told head first and naked.

head first and full of hair. Oh, and they say i was really tiny!

Hungry, wet and cold. Pissed.

they never saw me coming.

I came out by Caesarean section 44 years ago.

To myself - when I noticed all these breasts as an adolescent, in a parking lot of a grocery store, waiting for my family, and again after I had a bf and told him I was bi (changed it to lez within a year) To someone else - when I was talking to my first soon to be gf and we both realized we were attracted to girls and esp. to each other; To my folks - when I had a letter to this hot girl I dated briefly, and she was studying abroad...it detailed all my wild experiences at the time, and I gave it to my younger sister to mail, and my mother, who has few boundaries, read it. The next day they sent my sisters to the movies and confronted me. They were way old school, from behind-the-iron-curtain types and talked about sending me to a mental hospital. They made me come home every weekend (I was in college) so I studied really hard and did all my homework for the week in 2 days...then had wild times back at school; fast forward 20 yrs - the folks can now deal, and mom even watches will and grace re-runs with me, though she disapproves of Karen To the world at large - all the time, anytime - mostly; pretty open

By accident. During a conversation about me turning boyfriend bisexual my father thought I said -I- was bisexual. Later my mother asked me. I said that's not what I said, but yes, I am....end of conversation.

Out of the tiny little hole.

Squirted through this thing called a vagina

I do not know, I would assume either head first from a vagina, or through a cut in the belly. being adopted there is a lot of info concerning my gestation I do have access to.

I was a Caesarian, for those of you who interpreted an LGBT catogory question as being about delivering babies. As for admitting my sexual orientation, I dated a guy at uni, then decided it was time to let the family know before I start seeing guys full time.

as a ninja quiet and unseen. lol we are talking about child birth right?

I told my sister when I was drunk one day and couln't take it anymore! She was shocked but still loves me. There are certain people in my family that still don't know I am a lesbian but I told the people I felt needed to know but ya thats my bit.

Like a cannonball, head first, into the doctor's arms.

Like Jim came out of Rhino's back.

That's interesting, but there's a twist on it you may not have considered. Unless you're a celebrity whose sexual orientation is discussed in People magazine, you never stop coming out. You may tell your Mom, but not tell your Dad. You may tell all of your friends, but not tell your boss. You may not tell your neighbors, but if you're living with your same-sex partner they'll probably figure it out. Coming out can mean anything from saying "I'm gay" to simply doing something (like holding hands with your boyfriend walking down the street, or opening a joint checking account) that lets other people figure it out. Bottom line is that every single time you encounter a new person you have to make the decision about whether to come out or not. Unless, like I said, you're famous and everybody already knows.

I was on vacation with my best friend and our families. I knew he was gay but his parents didnt, and I wasnt gay. One morning i was in the shower and he walked in, as we both stood there naked i found myself staring at his dick wanting it in my mouth. So i did, i put his dick in my mouth and started giving him a blowjob. Halfway through the blowjob his parents walked in and wondered what was happening. I started to explain that he walked in on me in the shower and I was curious. They had always suspected he was gay, but never expected me. I asked them not to tell my parents, because i wanted to tell them. That night i was getting ready for bed and he hopped in bed with me. About 30 minutes later, I felt his dick on my back. I told him to either fuck me or put his dick away. He started to put his penis back in his pants. I was upset that he didnt want to fuck me. I rolled over and said wrong choice. So we got out of bed and he bent me over the bed and started pounding my ass. As we were fucking my parents walked in on us, but they walked in just as i was about to have an orgasm. When they walked in he quickly pulled out. My parents reacted the same way his parents did. After talking with my parents, they left and my friend walked over to his bed. I told him that he needed to finish fucking me before either of us went to bed. He started pounding my ass again, and once again we were interrupted before my orgasm. This time we were interrupted by my fiance. She was there to surprise me for the weekend. This time i told him not to pull out and finish. After my orgasm i started talking to my fiance and she decided to call off the wedding, not a surprise since she just found her future husband taking it in the ass. I didnt want them to find out how they did, My best friend and his parents found out by me sucking his cock, my parents and fiance caught me while i was getting my ass pounded by a man. We have been dating for 4 years now, and in that time nobody has walked in on us while we were having sex.

I sat my parents down in the living room and told them. My mom didn't talk to me for a while and then a couple of days later yelled at me for being a fag and ruining our family. After some time though, both of them have adjusted to it. My dad actually is willing to mention it in conversation now.

I was sitting on the couch and I hadn't planned what to say, so I just casually said, "Well, Austin (my brother) won't have to chase the boys away because I'm a lesbian." It was a joke that my brother was going to be over-protective like my mom's brothers were of her around boys so when I said that to my mom she just said okay and went to bed. We agreed not to tell my dad but he found out from my aunt recently and is choosing to ignore it.