I enjoy my penis, whether it is erect or not. I presume that equally, that the female species also enjoy their vaginas. I have always been affronted with the dynamics within the male contingency of homosexuality ... equating one's sex-life as a definition of who or what they are. I have identified myself with the homosexual side of life herein San Francisco for my entire adult life ... however, I have always found myself at odds with promiscuity and certain conformist ... or political correctness ... that seem to devour our community from the inside out. What led me first ... not penis first ... through life were my sensitivities and my awareness that my mannerisms and my demeanor ... my carraige ... was somehow 'softer and finite' than most of the coarseness about me. With violence done unto me early on in my formulative years, I would have to say that vastly beyond my homosexualism are my credentials in all things 'hyper-vigilant' ... I never personally felt safe within the gay community ... never knowing with any precision if I was going to be hit or kissed; these are my own issues. Like being on the outside looking in, I felt the distinction ... the distance ... of not 'fitting in'. My politics from way beyond my homosexualis were formed around not conforming ... stretching the bounderies to become more of an individual ... finding the things about myself that made me ... me. ...whethger they be good or bad. And if the truth be known, I have always found myself with some measurement of homophobia towards the gay community, in that certain stereo-types are based in a certain measurement of reality ... like folk-lore ... or stories handed down verbally over the generations. Take the penis for example. Measuring the head of the penis .. let us say that it is the 'brain' of the penis?... is it a mushroom? ... is it a balloon? Is my slit big enough? and what about my circumcision ... is their any scar tissue? should I have my testicles lifted? ... a penis implant? What if my boyfriend's 'brain' is bigger than mine? ... does that make me the 'bottom'? Is my penis big enough? ... what about my girth? Will I make 'em moan? ... squeal like pigs? ... bark like dogs? And speaking of circumcision. Within the first few moments of life in the real world, I endure my foreskin being sliced off by a stranger? Ouch !!! I want my foreskin back.
I enjoy my penis, whether it is erect or not. I presume that equally, that the female species also enjoy their vaginas. I have always been affronted with the dynamics within the male contingency of homosexuality ... equating one's sex-life as a definition of who or what they are. I have identified myself with the homosexual side of life herein San Francisco for my entire adult life ... however, I have always found myself at odds with promiscuity and certain conformist ... or political correctness ... that seem to devour our community from the inside out. What led me first ... not penis first ... through life were my sensitivities and my awareness that my mannerisms and my demeanor ... my carraige ... was somehow 'softer and finite' than most of the coarseness about me. With violence done unto me early on in my formulative years, I would have to say that vastly beyond my homosexualism are my credentials in all things 'hyper-vigilant' ... I never personally felt safe within the gay community ... never knowing with any precision if I was going to be hit or kissed; these are my own issues. Like being on the outside looking in, I felt the distinction ... the distance ... of not 'fitting in'. My politics from way beyond my homosexualis were formed around not conforming ... stretching the bounderies to become more of an individual ... finding the things about myself that made me ... me. ...whethger they be good or bad. And if the truth be known, I have always found myself with some measurement of homophobia towards the gay community, in that certain stereo-types are based in a certain measurement of reality ... like folk-lore ... or stories handed down verbally over the generations. Take the penis for example. Measuring the head of the penis .. let us say that it is the 'brain' of the penis?... is it a mushroom? ... is it a balloon? Is my slit big enough? and what about my circumcision ... is their any scar tissue? should I have my testicles lifted? ... a penis implant? What if my boyfriend's 'brain' is bigger than mine? ... does that make me the 'bottom'? Is my penis big enough? ... what about my girth? Will I make 'em moan? ... squeal like pigs? ... bark like dogs? And speaking of circumcision. Within the first few moments of life in the real world, I endure my foreskin being sliced off by a stranger? Ouch !!! I want my foreskin back.
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