Today I realized how agonizingly painful it must be to be gay. Today I had my annual physical and my Dr. snapped on the glove. Remember Fletch? "Using the whole hand there Doc?". I understand that joke a lot better.
Now, this isn't the first time I have undergone this discomfort. Annually I ask to skip it, and annually I get told no, its for your own good.
But its the first time I have thought about how this is similar to the method of affirmation of love for male ' couples'. Ouch. Seriously. How is pleasure derived from this? I got none.
Now, I believe pleasure is a non-gender related feeling. For instance, kissing. Blindfolded, I bet if I was kissing another guy ( easy Liberace!) I might not be able to tell the difference. Or neck nibbling, or even oral sex. Remember, blindfolded.
But, get to some insertion in the hinder land, and I don't CARE if its a guy or a girl... Just Stop! It Hurts!. Nerve endings are nerve endings and they send that pain message to the brain. And the brain says knock it off.
It defies reasonable thought that this is pleasurable. I guess love does conquer all, but I love my wife too, and if she comes at me with a lubed up cucumber, the answer is still no.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
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