I think this post highlights the futility of attempting to box in our orientations in a neat little list.BathorysGraveland2 said:I'm just a heterosexual guy. However, I have developed an attraction to certain tans-women, pre-op trans-women (so, women that still retain the male genitalia), thanks to some of my voyages into the ever-colossal infinity that is internet porn. Whether this has any actual effect regarding sexuality, I know not. Since they're more feminine than anything else though, I still regard it as heterosexuality, even if they do have penises.
I may be wrong however. I find anything regarding trans- to be pretty damn confusing.
There's a reason people have adopted a variation of the Doctor Who "Blink" quote: wibbly-wobbly, sexy-wexy.TheNewGuy said:Okay, that all makes sense. Sexuality can be really be complicated, huh?
This was hilarious and made me cough coffee everywhere. Thank you very much.saintdane05 said:I am gay. I'm so fucking gay. On a scale of one to ten I score a gay-point-gay! I'm so gay, that when mathematically graphed out I form a fractal of gayness bending over further and further into infinity, like an M. C. Escher sketch of man-on-man action where both men are simultaneously the man on the other man! On the seventh day of Creation, when God planned to create gay, he saw the across time, blinked, then did a slow clap while shaking his head, saying "Well, there's no way I can top you. I might as well take the day off!" even as Adam protested, "You can't stop now. All you've made of the dinosaurs are bones! And what about this Higgs boson thing? You were up all night making all the blueprints. You can't not create it now!" I'm queer. I'm gay. I'm homosexual. I'm a poof, I'm a poofter, I'm a ponce. I'm a bumboy, batty-boy, backside artist, bugger. I'm bent. I am that arse bandit. I lift those shirts. I'm a ******-ass, fudge-packing, shit-stabbing uphill gardener. I dine at the downstairs restaurant, I dance at the other end of the ballroom. I'm Moses and the parting of the red cheeks. I fuck and I am fucked. I suck and I am sucked. I rim them and wank them, and every single man's had the fucking time of his life.
So, yeah. Guess I like dudes.
I'm curious to how that works out. Are you in civil union or something similar or is it just a "super best friends" thing?Clowndoe said:Contrary to popular belief, I'm super a very straight guy. I just have a heterosexual-male life partner. The fact that we default to hanging out when neither of us is doing anything (4-5 days out of the week) gives people weird vibes apparently.