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Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Art of Not Knowing 

People tend to say that gay men have it easy. We see each other, we fancy each other, boink in bed a few times and finally we are in love for eternity.

Oh, I really wish that’s my love story.


In reality, it doesn’t exactly work that way.

Gay people... ok... maybe not all. Maybe it is just me. I’m having a constant trouble in identifying a gay man. Unlike the detail you can read on one person in social networks like Planet Romeo or Manjam, meeting someone in the real world can be quite an ordeal. I have to come up with intelligent guesses of every possible gay man I found on the street.

But I always find myself wondering, how do you categorise a gay man?

Does being camp means he’s a certified bottom? If he’s butch and rough, he’s a top and love rough sex? Is he giving me a signal or he’s really suffering some kind of eye condition?

And the most vital question is, is he even gay?

Or is he a bisexual leaning toward gayish?

Unlike our heterosexual friends, their ‘roles’ are somewhat like their sexual orientation, very straight. They know what to do in bed, or at least most of them do. Whilst in gay relationship, you might fall for someone, and then when you go home and ready to get fuck, both of you get to doggie position ready for some action. You only realised you're fucked when your bottom is touching his behind.

Never happen to me. I swear.

In conclusion, I am going to use Planet Romeo to find my other half. Even when my friend said, “Aku rasa semua dalam PR nak main je,” I still believe that maybe, my future boyfriend is only a click away from my profile.

Who knows?

And before I’m attached, if you see someone chubby, a little bit camp and dress sloppily, please say hi, he might be me.


posted by Musang at 1/12/2013 12:33:00 am

2 Comments:

Blogger savante said...

Try talking online maybe? Meet friends outside, get them to matchmake...

05 February, 2013 16:49  
Blogger Musang said...

yeah. i think i'll let my frineds matchmake me. so i can focus on my career concurrently.

16 February, 2013 16:59  

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