While I kept it mostly to myself for a really long time, I'm most certainly homosexual. I've always loved the male body and have been attracted to it, knowingly, since I was about 10 or so.
For the longest time I never really cared about my sexuality. Thus I never ventured for dates because I was both unhappy with my body and I wasn't really attracted to any of the local gay males I'd met or women for that matter. It wasn't until I got into college and solidified my views, started eating right, working out, and started meeting all kinds of new people that I began finding myself going on dates. Didn't take long for me to realize I was only happy when in the (romantic) company of other guys. I wasn't nervous, and was truly enjoying myself. After finding not that I had to look far the man I'm currently with, I decided I owed it to family and friends who didn't already know, to be told. Thus is my extremely condensed story. :D