As A Man Don't You Ask Yourself, How About A Gay Experience?

There is a closeted gay man on this site who wants to police everything. I say closeted, actually this guy is a homophobe and probably disgusted with himself. I've met them.

Homosexual behavior is all around. For some of us it came during our early development, for others it comes much later in life. Both for males and females. But the one common denominator is that homosexual sex is worth living.

I have a friend, a female friend, who in her early life was the victim of r**e. She is vocal about not letting it happen, but she has confessed that the fear was replaced with the feeling of being alive. Survivor euphoria. Yes, a cock in the ass is fearful, but the after glow is euphoric. Addictive. Like my friend, what alarms her most is just how alive she felt afterwards, and she represses the feeling she wants it repeated. If only she could control the moment, but of course r**e is losing all control, and that's what's euphoric.

Having your face slapped by the cock of a well hung man is something you can't really explain to the uninitiated. When that cock is hard and it rubs hard against your cheek, and parts your lips and you wrap your mouth around it, you feel alive. But nothing feels so alive as when he cums in your mouth. It's euphoric. Maybe that will help you understand why homosexuals have sex, it's about the sex, the moment. And a hard cock up your ass releases your pleasure hormones. It's addictive.

I was the victim of a homosexual sex as a young boy by a much older professor. The victim moniker is placed there by others. What do I dream about? That man kissing me, that man's cock in my hand, that man's cock in my mouth, that man sucking on my cock and most of all that long slow penetration. I can recreate the feeling so intense I can ejaculate without physical stimulation.

So to that man, go climb in your hole and stay there. Let us enjoy hearing about others, and their euphoric moments. That first encounter, the seduction by her boss, that time in the movie theatre. Let's hear about how you meet up, how it comes about, how that man ends up with you in the motel room. I have a friend who has mastered being picked up at Walmart. I have a friend, a real queer artist, whose fantasy is a policeman.