Gay dudes going at it? That's hot. But of course, with us feminine folk being like snowflakes with personality disorders, no two of us are exactly the same. Not all women are open to the idea of watching two men in studio lit, overproduced throws of of manual/oral/anal pleasure but you'd be surprised at the amount of them who would be curious to see/read/imagine how it's done.
Slash. No, not the Gunner's guitarist. If you don't know what slash fiction is you've obviously been ferreting 8-tracks away under a rock somewhere. Slash is a variation of another one of those new-fangled, and slightly stalkerish, internet developments - fan fiction. But with dudes. Naked dudes. You're starting to get the point right?
Turns out a predicted 80% of 'slash' authors are women. Straight women. Possibly even family members. Writing about how Marcus is about to enter Michael's puckered entrance with his throbbing manhood & blow a thick creamy load, all the while giving a courteous reach around.
I didn't say it was any good. It's like that wet patch on your bedsheets at 3am - you try to ignore it but there's no denying it still exists. And an increasing number of women seem to love it.
I'll admit, I'm not really into sleeping with my fellow women. I like women, I admire them, their softness, sensuality, excetera excetera. I'd probably have to take a few minutes to consider the situation if the opportunity to sleep with another woman arose. No doubt I'd think it over. Hell, I'd probably do it just because I'm a curious kind of girl. But in all honesty I don't really have a burning, all consuming desire to go fingerbang that hot waitress who works in the cafe a few blocks over. When it comes down to business I like dick & the only pussy I'm interested in is my own. Yet watching two dudes have at it? That's hot. Like steamy, "oh-no-he-just-didn't" forbidden fruit kind of cliche-ness that gets (some) girls all flushed & bothered.I can't talk for men on the issue - I'm not one after all - but from what I understand, lesbians - or rather young, supple, pnematically altered play-lesbians - are the thing of wet dreams. And I get it. Guys see two hot girls going at it & he in all his testostorone laden glory, thinks it's a great possibility that he can saunter in & offer to give them a hand - or a penis - and the offer will be accepted with gusto. Two is better than one isn't it? Yet mention two boys fooling around a little & the vast majority of straight dudes are going to totally freak the fuck out. Turns out they're really, really insecure when it comes to the vague suggestion, imagined or otherwise, of another guy mining their pudding stash.
Maybe that's why we like boy on boy - because it so obviously freaks 'straight' men out. Same reason it's always funny when another guy hits on your boyfriend. Maybe it's because our soft pink parts are clearly not needed in a M/M situation - it's kind of like a holiday for your vagina. Maybe it's just because everyone is a little curious as to what everyone else is doing/how they're doing it. Either way, real, non-fictionalized man-loving men don't give a fuck. They're all too busy nailing cute WeHo bartenders.
Now what I find most curious is the fact that none of our Semenex friends seem to be able to pin down an actual flavour. Pineapple, banana, strawberry, broccoli, and celery are all mentioned (in the same sentence no less - what a wonderful flavour combination) And pumpkin pie. Really, What. The. Fuck. If I wanted anything to taste pumpkin pie chances are I'd go eat a slice of pumpkin pie.
