I know I'm naughty when I admit this, but of course I think there are many gay (or bisexual) guys who do this...
I'm not going to lie and say that I don't have online personals. And some are pretty revealing, I must admit. Why do I even bother, you ask? I found that I like the attention. I like the whole "you can see, but you can't touch" idea.
Over the past few years, I've learned a few things about people:
Guys with muscle have egos the size of the Pacific.
Not all asians have small willies.
Not everybody can read (and write).
They think that since I am with an asian, I must be a rice queen.
They think that since I like older asian men, I must be in it for the money.
The types of Mexicans I lust over aren't gay, in fact they have lots of children.
Some guys will say anything to get me into bed with them.
People think that since I have a profile, I'm looking for a new lover (which is far from the truth).
People think that since I have a profile, I'm a grade A slut who will give it up to anybody.
Asian men are surprised when they see I have little interest in their culture.
Asian men are surprised when I don't treat them like 2nd class citizens, but humans.
I have learned that I have a very sexual side, but rarely act on it.
... and so much more.
I do admit that a lot of my experience is from asian men though. I have a preference and apparently can't give that up. I mean, my partner is... (which also gives people the impression that I am only interested in asian men) and really, I don't see 'asian' in him. I see him as a cute, caring, handsome guy.
Oh, and I also learned that I am intimidated by the men with muscles. I love them, but why would any of them want me, a skinny, hairy guy? It makes me wonder...
I often ask myself why I'm even gay in the first place. What made me like this, if anything? And no, nothing ever happened to me during my childhood. Nothing bad except I was quite a bit sheltered, but other than that, no. My sister and I played with Barbies because I was fascinated by just playing pretend I think. I also thought it was funny when my sister took Ken's head off and put it on Barbie's body... creepy shit there.
I think, actually, in high school I stopped trying with women. I never got laid... I thought about it, but I finally accepted that it wouldn't happen. I don't think it's anything that anybody did to me... no bad exs or anything like that. I think a lot of the time I would fight my gayness. I wanted to be "normal" but, well, I'm anything but. I love the odd, the interesting and fun (that's why I use Opera).
Sometimes I'm curious if I am bi (not bi-curious...) because women can be beautiful too. I'd probably eat a snatch if I could. (And I have never put my penis near a woman before, sexually at least!) I feel bi because yeah, women can be really hot. But the kind of women I like (the nerdy, yet beautiful ones) I don't feel would like me back. And the number one reason why I haven't even bothered: because I am in love 100% with a man. I don't want to lose that connection with him at all.
When push comes to shove, I think people should be able to love whoever. Why limit yourself to a certain sex? Why deprive yourself of feeling intimate with someone just because they have the same sexual organs as you do? I'm not saying everybody should be gay, oh good lord no... I, for one, am thankful that there are people who populate the world (who know how to raise the little imps)... it makes the pressure on me a lot lighter. And let's a lot less bad kids in the world.
So I guess I'm here, I'm queer and mmmm, I'll get used to it. I am used to it. Very rarely is my sexual preference the center of my life.
Those are my thoughts for the moment. I am just thinking out loud... just ignore the occasional burp in your ear.