En Teoría

Two guys. They've obviously just fucked. One asks the other how long they've been hooking up, but the other guy has no idea. The other guy has the answer: it's been two months. They've hooked up about twice a week for two months. That's some good sex, don't you think? But the one guy still demures about going out to a play, or a movie. They're always in his room, the one guy says, but never out in the street.

The idea the one guy has is, if it ain't broken, why fix it? They're fucking and it's good, so what's the problem? But the other guy has a theory: it happens when guys like himself hook up with guys who only get with guys who are 'masculine'.  He's good enough to fuck, but he's not good enough to introduce him to his friends. Of course, the whole 'masc' thing has its limits, because in this video we're watching, it seems the 'masc' guy is more a wide receiver than a quarterback. The book by its cover and all that.

They don't even follow each other on IG, you know, that surefire signal nowadays that you're 'with' someone. The guys' friends are all very hot, six packs, muscles and all that jazz. All very 'plumófobos' very averse to any sign of what they consider 'feminine'. They don't 'think' about it, but they do it. The guy says that the plan was to hook up and nothing else, that for him it was a quick fuck and not much else. 

But things change, right? Especially if the sex is good, as it is here. And if they kept seeing each other, like in this short film. And then it is the person who counts, not the window dressing. The guy does respond to his friends' many texts. And he lets them know he'll join them. And that he'll bring his boyfriend with him. I thought the short was quite sweet, with its little happy ending and all. I shared it with my friend and he liked it too, but he told me this: 

" I've been there. It's internalized homophobia... (they hate) everything that reminds them of their  desire. You have them in all fours, you rim their holes, suck their nipples, they ask you to fuck them and then... they do not even acknowledge you when you see them in the street or at the mall...

What I do is that I fuck them if I want to, and eventually if they want to play me I let them have it: _ If they're younger I tell them: you're young  but you don't really seem to be in sync with your generation, you are old-fashioned in your thinking, you have a few things you need to resolve before you leave your room, boy.  And if they are older I tell them: you are already old enough to assume your sexuality, the closet is for clothes! Or is it that guilt is still overcoming you?"

Because he's been there. He's done them. He's fucked these men who will only see him at a certain time in a certain place. But they would not go out with him. I think that for many a gay man dealing with men with masculinity issues (no, this is not the closet) this kind of situation is just another rite of passage. I've also fucked men for whom I've been a dirty little secret. No biggie. We all get over that bridge. And then burn it. It's the least we can do.

XOXO

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