Like many of the men here, I have never done anything sexual with another man. I've never felt the urge; I have looked at some men and seen in a sort of detached way that they're attractive, but the gottahaveit that I feel when I see a beautiful woman was never there.
I'm beginning to think that labels like 'homosexual' and 'heterosexual' are a bit outdated; they seem to be defining things that are no longer relevant and, depending on who you talk to, don't really exist. Some dudes like to bang other dudes, some dudes like to bang chicks. Some dudes go back and forth, and I suspect a larger number of dudes than any internet survey reveals have at least tried the alternative. Granted, it's funny to say that right after revealing that I myself never have, but I just get that feeling.
You do what makes you happy. If you're not hurting anyone else, I don't see how it matters. If I ever did feel the urge and had a partner available, I'm certain I'd have no qualms. I also wouldn't feel the need to shout it from the rooftops.
When you get right down to it, sex is mundane. Everybody does it, it happens every day. It's not really all that different from me taking a shower or brushing my teeth, except that it requires a partner and that there still seems to be a certain titillation derived from it, due to it's history as something that's forbidden in polite company.
I find it interesting, though, that even here in this group of largely socially progressive individuals there still seems to be a bit of a stigma attached to male homosexuality. People feel the need to proclaim 'I'm not gay,' as if it's some kind of disease. You really can't blame any man for such things; it's a knee-jerk reaction, drilled into us by years of playground shenanigans. It does make me wonder if we have, as a global community, come as far as we think we have. It's particularly puzzling when one considers that there's no such stigma attached to the female equivalent; or at least, not to the same degree if it is there.
And for the record, the idea of two chicks gettin' it on does nothing for me.
/musings
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- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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