The day I found out how not gay I am
Many "straight" men, when exposed to guy-on-guy homosexuality, find that their attractions lay on the opposite side of the tracks or are at least leaning over the tracks in a threatening(to their psyche) manner. I on the other hand had the exact opposite experience. I had the expectation of going there and seeing attractive men and going "hm, maybe that could be fun" in my mind. I figured that since I already thought that I was bisexual such a long time ago it must still be lurking in me somewhere. No. Not at all. I saw so much penis and so many sculpted bodies that if there were an inkling of a homosexual thought in my head that I would have instantly dumped melaine and gone and had a three-way with a pair of leather-clad hunks. I am tired of penis. I am so tired of penis that I don't even want to see my own. I have a visceral hatred now for anything with minor facial hair. Thank god my dog is such a bitch otherwise he would have slept in the hall. On the road to life I have just pivoted my foot, mid-step and am now pointed not at but slightly more toward an ultra-feminist, man hating lifestyle that EXCLUDES PENIS ENTIRELY... except for عزيز... he can stay, he is friendly.
Other than that: This weekend fucking RULED. I feel liberated! I feel.. exhausted! I still hate the city but I'm more ok with visiting now as long as I have a small herd of lesbians guarding me with pointed sticks... I exaggerate of course but you get my point. I got chocolate licked off my chest by two hot girls. My 20-year-old-virgin friend got laid! My girlfriend and I had kinky sex in somebody else's living room!! Everybody had a blast and the only disappointment was when it ended. This is what every weekend should be like.
I love you Melaine, I love everybody who I had fun with this weekend. I want to go to SLEEP though because driving in san fran takes the FUCKING wind out of me... not to mention that my supplies of manchowder are, shall we say, depleted?
World, you rock.
Other than that: This weekend fucking RULED. I feel liberated! I feel.. exhausted! I still hate the city but I'm more ok with visiting now as long as I have a small herd of lesbians guarding me with pointed sticks... I exaggerate of course but you get my point. I got chocolate licked off my chest by two hot girls. My 20-year-old-virgin friend got laid! My girlfriend and I had kinky sex in somebody else's living room!! Everybody had a blast and the only disappointment was when it ended. This is what every weekend should be like.
I love you Melaine, I love everybody who I had fun with this weekend. I want to go to SLEEP though because driving in san fran takes the FUCKING wind out of me... not to mention that my supplies of manchowder are, shall we say, depleted?
World, you rock.