As you may have noticed over the last couple weeks, I am more actively exploring my interests in kink lately. This lead me to The Eagle this past wednesday for Jockstrap Night. I personally do not own a single jockstrap, because I'd prefer to avoid the open invitation, but this turned out to not be a problem.
For those of you who are more vanilla-minded, the Eagle is a gay bar geared more toward the non-traditional sexuality, i.e. bears, leather, BDSM, etc. As most of these men are older and/or heavier, I did not see too much to my liking. There were a handful that I found absolutely scrumptious, but I was apparently not what they were looking for.
I did strike up a conversation with one adorable boy in a custom-made leather harness that rode all the way down between his buttcheeks. He looked painfully familiar, and we discovered we'd seen each other at GBU. Actually, I knew I'd seen him at GBU; I just wanted an excuse to talk to him.
This boy made an interesting comment during our conversation (I paraphrase): "This is going to sound hypocritical of me... I hate when you meet a boy, and you think he's really cute and nice, and then you see him in the corner sucking off five guys at once. It's like...why do you need to do that? You're too cute! But then at same time...I've been that guy before, so I shouldn't talk at all."
I understood completely.
I'm sure you can all recognize that I love to be in the middle of a cluster of gorgeous men doing who-knows-what to me. In my own head, it just feels like a more advanced form of sexual expression. But when watching it from the outside, that traditional view of sexuality still lingers in the back of my mind, and sees a big cocksucking whore (or something of the like). It seems to be a mixture of jealousy that the guy is going down on everyone but me, and that gay judgment I love so much, all shaken up into one bitchy cocktail.
This is just one concept that I have immense trouble getting through my thick skull:
Other people are allowed to get laid too!
"I live my own life and nurse my own wounds. It’s not the best way to live.
But it’s the way I am."
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“I live my own life and nurse my own wounds. It’s not the best way to live.
But it’s the way I am.”
- *Middlesex, Jeffrey Eugenides
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"This is just one concept that I have immense trouble getting through my thick skull:
Other people are allowed to get laid too!"
I am *exactly* the same way.
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