All the girls and boys makin' all that noise 'cause they found new toys.
I think a lot of people confuse gender identity and sexual identity or sexuality. When I was younger I did the same. Then I took a human sexuality class at Kent State, and learned just how little I knew about humans as sexual beings. I am not going to tell you some story about how that class twenty years ago was what made me first think about becoming a woman, because that would be a blatant lie. While I did find the class very enlightening into the way I looked at sex, sexuality, and gender, the only thought about a woman in that class was about the woman who sat next to me, and how I could hook up with her. (Spoiler - we didn't hook up. Shocker, I know.) I'd also like to discuss some of the things I learned in that class, but again, twenty years ago. Exactly half my life has passed since then. I can remember conversations with the hot ass teacher (who moonlighted as a bartender, at a place where her uniform was basically a skimpier version of Daisy Duke's outfit.) I also even remember certain assignments, including one where we had to go to an adult video store, and another where we had to create a poster with words and images of what sexuality meant to us, which basically turned into a porn display - even the women in the class got pretty naughty with that assignment. I also remember the teacher putting a condom on a double ended dildo with her mouth, and how half the guys in the class (myself included) wished she was doing something else with said dildo, with any of the several attractive females in class.
But sadly, as much as I remember these specific things, I don't remember specifics about what we actually learned in that class. However, I do know that class opened my eyes quite a bit in the way I saw people. I was one of those asshole kids who thought of cross dressers as freaks. (Yeah, I know...) I spewed "fag" and "homo" and "queer" from my mouth on a regular basis. Then I took that class, and the blinders were removed. I no longer saw cross dressers as some carnival sideshow bearded lady wannabes. I rarely used those slanderous words after that class, and have since removed them from my vocabulary almost completely. (I'll admit it. I slip once in a while.) To be fair to my younger self, though, I only knew three gay guys up until that point. One was a kid I went to high school with who was one of my closest friends, but who I didn't actually know was gay until my mid twenties. (Suspected, but didn't know.) The other two were Mark and the guy he would sometimes pimp me out to for rent money.
If that don't suit ya that's a drag.
I've drifted off topic quite a bit. I really just want to clarify, I am still like 95% straight. Or 85%. Somewhere in that range. I have noticed lately though that even though I'm not sure I would ever want to actually touch another penis, I thoroughly enjoy the look of other cocks. I have been paying a lot more attention to the boy bits when I'm browsing porn, and have found that I rather enjoy the look of the male genitalia. Again, still not sure I would ever want to play with one, but they're nice to check out.
One other thing I wanted to clarify for anyone reading this... It may not be important to you, but it's something I feel is important. The entire time I was with Mark, we only engaged in oral sex. The only butt stuff that ever happened was he would stick a finger in me most times, but it never went farther than that. I just wanted to clear that up. And no, I can't really say why it's so important to me to get that out there, but it is.
I think that's enough sex talk for one night. I've certainly got more to say on some of this stuff, but I need to keep my faithful audience in mind, and some of you are certainly not the type who are comfortable reading about stuff like this. Thanks as always for reading. Leave a comment below if you feel so inclined, or drop me an email here.
Also, one last thing. I've gone back through all the earlier posts and updated them so when I say what song a title was taken from you can click it and check the song out if you're curious. I also did the same on the one post that I had all the little lists of songs, each one is now an active link.
Today's title and headers are from "School's Out" by Alice Cooper.
But sadly, as much as I remember these specific things, I don't remember specifics about what we actually learned in that class. However, I do know that class opened my eyes quite a bit in the way I saw people. I was one of those asshole kids who thought of cross dressers as freaks. (Yeah, I know...) I spewed "fag" and "homo" and "queer" from my mouth on a regular basis. Then I took that class, and the blinders were removed. I no longer saw cross dressers as some carnival sideshow bearded lady wannabes. I rarely used those slanderous words after that class, and have since removed them from my vocabulary almost completely. (I'll admit it. I slip once in a while.) To be fair to my younger self, though, I only knew three gay guys up until that point. One was a kid I went to high school with who was one of my closest friends, but who I didn't actually know was gay until my mid twenties. (Suspected, but didn't know.) The other two were Mark and the guy he would sometimes pimp me out to for rent money.
If that don't suit ya that's a drag.
I've drifted off topic quite a bit. I really just want to clarify, I am still like 95% straight. Or 85%. Somewhere in that range. I have noticed lately though that even though I'm not sure I would ever want to actually touch another penis, I thoroughly enjoy the look of other cocks. I have been paying a lot more attention to the boy bits when I'm browsing porn, and have found that I rather enjoy the look of the male genitalia. Again, still not sure I would ever want to play with one, but they're nice to check out.
One other thing I wanted to clarify for anyone reading this... It may not be important to you, but it's something I feel is important. The entire time I was with Mark, we only engaged in oral sex. The only butt stuff that ever happened was he would stick a finger in me most times, but it never went farther than that. I just wanted to clear that up. And no, I can't really say why it's so important to me to get that out there, but it is.
I think that's enough sex talk for one night. I've certainly got more to say on some of this stuff, but I need to keep my faithful audience in mind, and some of you are certainly not the type who are comfortable reading about stuff like this. Thanks as always for reading. Leave a comment below if you feel so inclined, or drop me an email here.
Also, one last thing. I've gone back through all the earlier posts and updated them so when I say what song a title was taken from you can click it and check the song out if you're curious. I also did the same on the one post that I had all the little lists of songs, each one is now an active link.
Today's title and headers are from "School's Out" by Alice Cooper.
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