Personally my sexuality is none of your beeswax, nor anyone else's:
it is just a thing between my wife and myself, as similarly is the sexuality
of 2 very good friends of mine (both men) who have been together for 35 years:
they don't make a fuss about "things" and nor do we.
So all this "coming out" just strikes me as exhibitionism, a desire to justify
some possibly reprehensible behaviour and an ego boost.
Frankly if Fred Flintstone wants to "get it on" with a partridge, 2 turtle doves,
three French hens, 4 calling birds, 5 gold rings, et al, I don't give a flying fekk as long
as they don't tell me about it or make a big song and dance about it, and no-one gets hurt.