I wish I was gay.
I have strong, and constant, sexual desire for women, and yet I do not like hanging out with them. When I spend an evening with my male friends, talking and joking and carrying on, there is a real intellectual bond that is more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt with a girl. Simply put, and I know I’m using a “broad brush” here, women and men do not like to talk about the same things.
I’m sick of going on dates or get-togethers with girls and having forced, insincere, petty bullshit conversation. I hate small talk and flirtation. And I hate not being able to have no-strings-attatched sexual hookups with girls. A guy has to take them out, spend money on them, have stupid conversations with them, flatter them and compliment them…and even then, after all that, sex is not guaranteed. You can’t just say, “I think you’re attractive, and if you think I’m attractive, would you like to hook up?” This is something widely practiced by gay men (granted, it’s promiscuous and can be risky, but at least it’s HONEST) and never, ever practiced by straight people.
I know that if I wanted to have a lot of random sex, I could get into the whole “party scene,” but I hate the party scene. I hate the loudness, the harshness, the over-agressive assertiveness of the whole thing, and the alcohol-fueled social interaction. I hate drunk girls (and guys.) The whole thing is just a huge turnoff for me and not sexually appealing at all.
All the gay guys my own age that I know seem to have an absolutely no-bullshit attitude towards sex. They have no elaborate courtship rituals and they have 100% honesty about sexual interaction. For me, being gay would be the best thing ever. Instead of having to hang out with girls (who I feel I am socially incompatible with) in order to get laid, I can be around guys! It’d be like any other evening with my friends, except we could have sex! None of the constant boy-girl tension and being on different mental/emotional wavelegnths.
And yet, I have absolutely no sexual attraction towards men. None whatsoever. Not the slighest bit. I wish there was a tiny glimmer of arousal when I saw a handsome and well-toned male physique, but there is none. I’m still straight. And I’m still going to have to settle for the straight dating life, which I hate. God dammit.