Friday, June 29, 2012

1. I am a cisgendered male who is 30, and I identify as queer, but I am mostly into women. But I feel attraction to all genders and most sexualities.

2. I absolutely love making out and would like to do it more with my partners when I have them, but I feel like after a certain point after we start dating it goes out the window, and I'm not sure why. That being said I find women to generally be better kissers than men.

3. I've never been in a relationship or really had sex with someone if our attraction isn't really intense right off the bat. I'd like to start a relationship slowly, but I don't know how and I don't know if it's possible.

4. I think #3 relates to my codependent tendencies.

5. Identifying as queer has been an interesting journey. I've never felt 100% straight, but I can't really see myself in a relationship with anyone but women. Sometimes I wonder if I am just experimenting and I am really just a regular hetero person

6. I find androgynous women really attractive. It doesn't matter if they are gay, straight or whatever. It can be really distracting at times.

7. I want to be in a relationship pretty badly, but part of me is afraid it will be just like my (now over) marriage, and I couldn't handle that. Because of that, I am very aware of what I don't want in a relationship.

8.  I don't fear dying. I think that has caused me to make some risky choices. That and a good bit of loneliness.

9. I sometimes think I think about my sexuality too much. This website helps me to know I am not the only one. Unfortunately, I don't really know how to put myself in a position to act on the things I want to do.

10. I really like being pegged and anal play in general, both giving and receiving.

11. I also love eating pussy, especially having my face sat on.

12. Having sex outside is incredibly hot. Possibly getting caught isn't really part of it for me, more a sense of being connected to the world in an intimate way. Also, walking by the location and reminiscing.

13. I can only really enjoy sex with someone if I have an affection for them. Not necessarily being in a relationship but I have to be able to consider them a friend.

14. I've met someone off of Craigslist for sex. It was not as satisfying as I thought it would be and I kind of regret doing ti. I did it mostly out of boredom.

15. I really want to try sex with multiple people at once.

16. My porn habits vary, but there is a theme of viewing porn that is similar to the last sexual encounter I had.

17. I am getting into bondage more and more. The act of tying someone up and taking control over the agency of a person turns me on. Tying up a woman and doing whatever I like (that was previously negotiated) is an incredible feeling.

18. I also like being tied up and dominated by a woman. Being slapped, choked and bitten are a few of my favorites. Humiliation, not so much.

19. I am totally fascinated by the female form. I feel it can be the ultimate in evolutionary development. All the curves are beautiful and amazing. They can be as complex and beautiful as the person contained within them.

20. There is something great about the male form as well, but I'm not quite sure I can explain my attraction to it.

21. I would love to learn shibari. The symmetry is beautiful. It only kind of turns me on, but aesthetically it completely floors me.

22. Most porn bores the shit out of me. I like homemade stuff a lot. Also, for some reason, casting couch porn. I think it is the power imbalance that does it for me.

23. Sometimes I masturbate when I'm bored. I'm usually still bored after.

24. I have a hard time achieving orgasm the first time I'm with someone. I'm not sure why that is, sometimes it's the first few times I'm with someone. I am really self-conscious about it. I can be really turned on but not feel much of anything, despite being really hard.

25. I find really random things about people sexy for limited amounts of time. For a while it was eyebrows, and recently it has been nose rings.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

1. I'm an eighteen-year-old bisexual female, with a strong preference for women. I found out that I was bisexual when I was fourteen. I stole a girl's shoe during lunch, and ran to one of the teacher's rooms when few people were around. She had me on my back when I told her I wouldn't give it to her unless she kissed me. When she did, I just sort of went limp, and she walked away the victor. When I went home, I looked up a ton of lesbian porn and masturbated furiously.
2. I started looking at porn when I was ten years old, on the dare of a friend. I quickly developed a need for it. I started masturbating a few months later, after I discovered my genitals were sensitive in a good way. We played doctor once, but mistook our anuses for vaginas.

3. Probably my first crush was a girl in kindergarten, but I didn't realize it. She had curly red hair and freckles, and prominent front teeth. I always wanted to be around her. By the time I was fourteen, her birthday presents to me had become hugs, which I savored deeply. I always wanted to kiss her, but she grew up in a very Christian home, and whenever she heard the term "gay," she sneered and averted her eyes.

4. I used to keep a boy as a pet at school. He was much smaller than me, but we were the same age. After class, I would take him behind the buildings and force him against a brick wall and attack his neck. It made him very uncomfortable. I also tied him to chairs, which he did like, and declared him no longer male before my friends on multiple occasions. I didn't want to be caught dead with a male called a "boy." I found them utterly repulsive.

5. The men in my family gave me low opinions of mankind. An uncle screwed one of my cousins and cheated on his wife, another married a woman for her looks and was back-stabbed when she divorced him and took all his cash, and my father used to yell at my mother and brother. He broke down my brother's door in an argument, and my brother once threatened me that he would burn the house and kill us all. The police were called twice, that I recall. Even now, it's hard to be with my boyfriend, who is also my dear friend, simply because I'll remember how scary men can be.

6. Gay porn is pretty much all there is, for me. I don't really understand why someone would look at heterosexual porn, because I think, "But another sex is there? Why would you muddle it like that?"

7. I used to steal porn comics from the local bookstore because Playboy objectified women and the gay mags were made for men. My mother found my collection next to my bed and threw them in the fireplace. Another time, she went through my book bags and found a gay novel. She took it out back. I assumed she threw it in the outside trash. She repeatedly asked me, "Where do you see yourself in this?!" That was the point; gay male relationships offered no physical mirror for me. For a second or two, I could pretend I was male. I simply didn't want my body or my sexuality reflected in it, if that makes sense.

8. I've never had sex with anyone or anything. Every time I've tried, it hurt too much. The boyfriend and I have always been interrupted before it can get too far, and 95% of the time, I'm immensely relieved. I think it's scary. I haven't had evidence pointing otherwise.

9. Masturbation is never more than rubbing the clitoris. Which is perfectly fine with me, but I've been doing it for eight years, sometimes five times a night, so it's not nearly as sensitive as it used to be.

10. When I do look at PIV porn, it's more T(entacle)IV. I don't like to see men with women unless they're loving, equal, respectful relationships, and I've never seen one of those that I believe.

11. I tell my boyfriend frequently that I prefer women, and that being with a man is very difficult for me. He just kisses me and says "I know." Or, "That's okay." Is it bad that I find that particularly degrading? Like some house pet or a toddler being momentarily placated? Sometimes I recoil from his touch, but it's not about that. I simply can't stand having a man touch me.

12. My first really really real lesbian experience occurred in Paris when I was sixteen. I met a girl who also enjoyed homosexual porn, and I drew and wrote for her about our handsome male teachers. The three days before we left for the summer, I had her tied to the bed, pressed against walls, and bent over chairs. She was straight, though (Texan!), so I had to hide my breasts and put on a deep voice. But I was fine with that. I really liked her. Her brother saw the hickey on her neck when her parents came to pick her up. We never saw each other after that. She went back to Texas.

13. I don't want to be "eaten out," and dislike the term. I'm curious about oral sex, though I despise seeing it in porn if the one giving it is not being mutually pleasured. I can't watch or read something unless the two characters are equal. Maybe that's why I have such issues with heterosexual sex; how many positive stories are out in the open about equal relationships? That's feminism, where I come from.

14. Church for my family was a short fascination. We went and stopped by the time I was five. I tried again when I was fourteen (the year of experimentation!) and attended a service dedicated to teens. I saw fliers declaring homosexuality a sin, and touting special rehabilitation seminars and camps. We were taken to a large room and the girls were told to remove our socks. We sat on a long stage as bowls of cold water were placed at our feet. Men came down the line and dropped grapes in, then told the boys to advance to the stage. They knelt in front of us and the pastor instructed us to feed them grapes with our toes, and that it would be a timed competition. I won some prize, but immediately went home, very disturbed. My mother yelled at me for not calling for a ride, then saw my odd posture and berated me for being on drugs. I went to bed and didn't bother changing clothes.

15. When I was thirteen, I joined the track and cross country teams. I bulked up, cut my hair to ridiculous short curls, and bound my breasts with sports bras, gauze, and athletic tape. One day, when a boy addressed me as "Hey! Girl! Uh, boy! Whatever!" I felt a different, surreal kind of accomplishment. I was gender-neutral. Underclassmen started calling me "he-she" in the halls, and I wore a neutral uniform with shorts.

16. At eleven, I began menstruation. I hid it from my mother for a few days before she yelled at me and I cried on the couch. I didn't want to be a woman. It looked positively miserable; the end of childhood.

17. People in my old town were raped and murdered. Everybody knew the place by the bowling alley as "Rape Alley." It wasn't until I'd had a close call that all those jokes became very, very wrong to me. I was angry that the police didn't do anything.

18. Even though I'm an atheist, I like stories about angels and faeries and the like. For a long time, I wanted to be male, and then I realized I actually wanted to be asexual. I enjoy masturbation, but I feel like it's just wasting energy, and looking at porn wastes time. Not that I'll stop, of course.

19. I like chubby women in their twenties, thirties, forties. I like pixie cuts, graying hair or dyed, and androgynous, lean bodies. I like small-breasted women and caramel, black, or white skin, and pale birthmarks. I like cuddling naked with women, and pressing our chests together and having a head resting on my shoulder. I like women who wear bulky sweaters and never go out in leggings without a skirt. Humor and kindness and sisterhood are what I'm looking for in this world. I have very few female friends. Women mystify me, and I love them more intensely than I think I like my boyfriend.

20. All of my male friends have kissed me at some point, several times on my would-be boyfriend's bed. But I've hardly kissed my female friends. I'm slightly afraid of them, considering how attractive I find them, and worry that I'll disgrace ourselves by asking if they would.

21. I once tried to start up a threesome with a couple I knew from high school, but the moment I mentioned that I might like to bring in another guy, her boyfriend started in on the "Oh, no, that'd be gay," rant. Then what are two women? Pets? Playthings? I hate people who are willing to take but not give in those situations. I broke it off the second he said it.

22. As a kid, I heard my mother have sex through the wall with her boyfriend. I used to scream and cry for an hour. Call it an Oedipal complex, but I did NOT want anyone fucking my mother. I though she was being dishonored, and that she was dishonoring me.

23. By fourteen I was masturbating to the sounds of their voices.

24. I've attempted to kickstart several relationships with friends I'd come to identify as surrogate "siblings." They gently turned me down and said they loved me too much, or respected me too much. I didn't understand. I had just begun to tentatively think that sex equaled love and respect. The idea was shoved to the back shelf and even now only occasionally resurfaces.

25. I'm always a bit jealous when I read these entries, at least those which detail free and comfortable sex lives. I don't understand the lack of fear; the relaxation; the disregard for dirtying the self. How can people be so comfortable? I know it's experience, but at this rate, I don't even really want that. I have this crazy dream in which I remain a virgin for the rest of my life, like Elizabeth I, and maintain a happy existence with a fun woman and a couple of kids. To please her only would make me happy in the moment, but telling her to not pleasure me as I freely touch her is massive disrespect in my book. I just want for my partner to be happy, but it's always difficult to trust.