Been thinking a lot what my first post should be about, then I decided I would just jump right in.
WARNING: Content may be offensive or disturbing to some audiences!
I’m a 25 year old pre-op male transgender – more on that later, on another post – from Europe.
What kind of blog will this be?
Well, for the past year I’ve been thinking more and more about gender, men, sex, love and how everything relates to each other. I’m more of a screenwriter type but I’ve been wanting to write a book for years about… *drums* my life.
Not saying it’s THAT interesting but an old friend of mine always told me that I lived a “celeb life” (her words, not mine). While I don’t completely agree with her, she wasn’t wrong either.
Why am I not writing a book?
Between a full time job, finishing my bachelor’s degree and commuting from city to city on a daily basis, I just don’t have the time and energy.
That’s why I decided to start a blog, this kind of method suits me better.
Without further due, let’s dive into the topic of this post: bi-curious guys and their careful handling.
Over the course of my dating years there’s been many bi-curious guy in my parking lot and each of them had one thing in common: they didn’t know what the actual fuck they wanted.
One of them wanted a kind of role-play in which I pleasure myself on the sofa, he comes in, catches me and yadda, yadda, yadda… I’m no prude and usually game (no dirty stuff though!) for almost anything so I gave it a try. Why not?
He was your average, run of a mill straight looking and acting guy, little buff, a buzz cut and no style whatsoever. But that was the hook.
Needless to say the caught-masturbating scenario was as awkward and cringe-worthy as it is in any porn scene from the last decade. (They’re improving nowadays)
So I decided that I would just do what I usually do, sit ’em down, sit in their lap, kiss ’em, their neck while rubbing my behind to their pointy end. It worked here too, as did the blowjob I gave him… for ten minutes.
After that my jaw told me it’s time to fast things up because they had enough so I did… but for the life of me he just wouldn’t cum. And trust me, I tried EVERYTHING.
I thought the role play part was awkward but then he said he can’t cum like this so I should just turn on some STRAIGHT porn for him. I gave him a confused look, I mean honey, we’re not at Broke Straight Boys or that circle jerk site… If you wanna watch straight porn and wack off then do it at home, if you want a good fuck then come to me but don’t combine the two things.
I buried my shame and put some porn on for him. After that he wanted to do me bareback but I kindly declined. First, I barely know you to have sex with you without condom, second you have a thick dick (and when I mean thick… it’s THICK) and third, you just kinda crushed my barely existing confidence with that porn crap.
After he came, he also went within a few minutes. I didn’t feel the need to have a sweet talk afterwards.
There’s been two other that I had contact or met with.
One of them would only dry hump or kiss me when he was half asleep and wouldn’t let me touch his crown jewels, the other one’s been drunk sexting me while being ashamed when sobering up and wouldn’t wanna meet in real life.
Then there was a one who still had a girlfriend and one with kids.
These are my experiences with bi-curious guys. They tend to be very fragile because they don’t really know what they want.
On one hand they feel like and would like to remain straight – as society and family expects so – but they also have this desire, an urge to taste the other side.
Often times they just bury this longing and go on with their “straight lifestyle”. Sometimes, like a boomerang, it hits them back further down the road.
If you think about it, in a sense of confusion they have it kinda worse than gay, lesbian or transgender people. Why? Because most of the latter ones know it for sure (most of the time!) what they want, who they are and how they feel.
Granted, it’s never easy for us and by no means is this a competition.