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LGBTQiwis
- Thread starter Randall Fragg
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Ugh, if you're into clothed females, I guess I have absolutely no interest in being here.
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Yes, in fact in LGBTIQCAPGNGFNBASF, the S stands for shekels and the F stands for foreskins.
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female clothing is a great fetish
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When guys do it sure, but it's pretty boring for girls if you ask me.
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Are you kidding? Nooobooody knoooows you're doing it
Shekelsforeskin? You guessed his name! You're free of his curse now!
Underestimated Nutria
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My boyfriend and I did not have sex or sexual contact at all for the last four days of our ten-day holiday.
Subsequently we went in separate directions, likely not to see each other for another three months, precluding a conversation where this distressing and sudden rejection of affection is honestly discussed. The first few days were some of the best of my entire life: beautiful airbnb, good food and wine, the company of a beautiful privately wealthy highly accomplished and still-youthful doctor who I love and admire extremely and have for many years, We met fairly young and have been devoted ever since so neither of us has dated or done anything more serious than two or three blowjobs with randoms over all the years. We will probably be together until I die but I am not so sanguine about the sexual aspect, fearing that we will basically eventually recede into a "best friendship". He is still very much private about his homosexuality and to me it is odd that while he is relaxed and totally comfortable during sex, even to the extent of being pretty demanding, he becomes awkward very suddenly if those same actions are verbalized.
I do not know what happened because everything was going so well in the first few days. He had an erection basically every time I glancingly touched his crotch over his clothes to see if he was up for something, and he initiated contact as often as I did. It was so nice to have him suggest a night-time walk along the beach to the corner-store for supplies -- oh, let's just lay down and enjoy the surf for a while -- and note from the obvious hardness of his beautiful and very fat dick that had brushed against my hand that I had received an urgent invitation, which I of course promptly accepted by this time putting my hands under and not over his pants. He is pretty beautiful there and my mouth actually waters as I look at it as though I were famished and it were food. He is generous and reaches for me but I brush him off because I am totally invested in doing justice to that beautiful fat thing: he was probably looking forward to getting laid all day so he comes pretty quickly and I note how wonderfully sweet-tasting and pleasant he is. Later on I then bring to mind how turned on he gets in response to how turned on I am by him: a mere compliment of the strictest truth and he is hard and ready to go in seconds. And then a few days before the end of the holiday he inexplicably on a few consecutive occasions rejects my advances, and I am sufficiently aggrieved that I then go into friendship-mode (although we still cuddled in bed) for the remainder of our time together. Once I get back, I hate myself for my stubbornness and decide I could have at least made an effort to get a goodbye protein shot. I hope his explanation is that the pretty disgusting burns with huge blisters, swelling and redness over the entirety of my legs that happened at about this time grossed him out and exploded his libido: and that things will be normal again once my legs have healed. I look back so fondly to our first day together again where he was so horny that he would get instantly hard if I touched his thigh or made an innuendo about how we would spend the night.
Subsequently we went in separate directions, likely not to see each other for another three months, precluding a conversation where this distressing and sudden rejection of affection is honestly discussed. The first few days were some of the best of my entire life: beautiful airbnb, good food and wine, the company of a beautiful privately wealthy highly accomplished and still-youthful doctor who I love and admire extremely and have for many years, We met fairly young and have been devoted ever since so neither of us has dated or done anything more serious than two or three blowjobs with randoms over all the years. We will probably be together until I die but I am not so sanguine about the sexual aspect, fearing that we will basically eventually recede into a "best friendship". He is still very much private about his homosexuality and to me it is odd that while he is relaxed and totally comfortable during sex, even to the extent of being pretty demanding, he becomes awkward very suddenly if those same actions are verbalized.
I do not know what happened because everything was going so well in the first few days. He had an erection basically every time I glancingly touched his crotch over his clothes to see if he was up for something, and he initiated contact as often as I did. It was so nice to have him suggest a night-time walk along the beach to the corner-store for supplies -- oh, let's just lay down and enjoy the surf for a while -- and note from the obvious hardness of his beautiful and very fat dick that had brushed against my hand that I had received an urgent invitation, which I of course promptly accepted by this time putting my hands under and not over his pants. He is pretty beautiful there and my mouth actually waters as I look at it as though I were famished and it were food. He is generous and reaches for me but I brush him off because I am totally invested in doing justice to that beautiful fat thing: he was probably looking forward to getting laid all day so he comes pretty quickly and I note how wonderfully sweet-tasting and pleasant he is. Later on I then bring to mind how turned on he gets in response to how turned on I am by him: a mere compliment of the strictest truth and he is hard and ready to go in seconds. And then a few days before the end of the holiday he inexplicably on a few consecutive occasions rejects my advances, and I am sufficiently aggrieved that I then go into friendship-mode (although we still cuddled in bed) for the remainder of our time together. Once I get back, I hate myself for my stubbornness and decide I could have at least made an effort to get a goodbye protein shot. I hope his explanation is that the pretty disgusting burns with huge blisters, swelling and redness over the entirety of my legs that happened at about this time grossed him out and exploded his libido: and that things will be normal again once my legs have healed. I look back so fondly to our first day together again where he was so horny that he would get instantly hard if I touched his thigh or made an innuendo about how we would spend the night.
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Much to my regret, I came upon some old furfags I hung out with ages ago in two different groups. One of super vanilla gay late teens, and one out mid-20s also relatively vanilla gay guys. Now, all the of the ex-teens are now trans or nonbinary. Literally all 8 of them, who smooched and sucked left and right on each other. Meanwhile, the older guys are all busy chasing women or dudes pretending to be women. It's such an odd evolution and I've no idea why.
I mean okay, trannyhood is a sexual obsession and they were probably only gay to begin with because it got them male attention as opposed no attention from either gender. But for lispy sex-having guys to suddenly act straight as hell? It's weird. I've always been of the understanding that you choose your sexuality to a degree. Maybe not force yourself to gag on a dick, but at least slowly groom yourself by being around LGBT positive people. But to then suddenly revert all that, close to 30 at all point in times?
Never put much thought into my sexuality in general, but attention between males (online, cause I'm a loser) does seem oddly more genuine. Maybe because it doesn't follow tradition of "I gotta get a wife to be succesful". It seems more like something you do for the hell of it.
I mean okay, trannyhood is a sexual obsession and they were probably only gay to begin with because it got them male attention as opposed no attention from either gender. But for lispy sex-having guys to suddenly act straight as hell? It's weird. I've always been of the understanding that you choose your sexuality to a degree. Maybe not force yourself to gag on a dick, but at least slowly groom yourself by being around LGBT positive people. But to then suddenly revert all that, close to 30 at all point in times?
Never put much thought into my sexuality in general, but attention between males (online, cause I'm a loser) does seem oddly more genuine. Maybe because it doesn't follow tradition of "I gotta get a wife to be succesful". It seems more like something you do for the hell of it.
The amount of white girls Ive found lately who straight up just write "Looking for my korean boyfriend, I love (idol)!". Meanwhile on TikTok, you see black girls making 'quirky' videos about how they wanna be called slave by their superior white boyfriend as he whips them. It's insane race-based love and fetishism is so normal suddenly.
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This is going to sound like a stretch, but maybe they were bisexuals going through a hyper gay phase.
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Kiwis in this thread always have such hot experiences. I would love to be around a horny guy and have him cuddle me and let him feel up me. Or vice versa with a cute girl. I'm pretty touch starved and now I act kinda slutty. My theory
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Nah, I grew up in a small town with only one visibly gay person known to me, whom I definitely did not associate with (I really didn't even understand the concept of "gay" at that point, it was quite foreign to me). I wasn't exposed to LGB anything, let alone the internet, until well after I started fapping to dudes and realized chicks did little for me.
If anything, having role-model-worthy gays around just lets you skip the "well, maybe I'm bi" phase but even that isn't a given. I went through my fair share of awkward "let's try this, no, well maybe that, no" but that's probably an important part of growing up for any homo regardless of if there's an acceptable social template laying around or not.
I think the bigger problem is that your friends are/were furfags.
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No bro, it makes you gay.
Gay for twinks.
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If liking femboys makes you a Bisexual, then eating raisin bran means you like eating bran flakes.
Wallace
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They were lost as soon as they became furries. You were lucky they weren't doing anything more depraved than that. Walk away and don't look back or you'll turn into a pillar of salt.
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Random passing thought: people who say homosexuality is unnatural - well it's true, but almost all modern people's lives are extraordinarily unnatural. Instead of having to work to survive all the time for the last few billion years, we are in a very unique sliver of time where many modern people can spend not most of their time laboring for food and shelter, but free to do actual leisure and pursue things beyond survival. If you think about it, indoor plumbing and air conditioning is extremely unnatural and is basically cheating nature itself. So somehow I think that's tangentially related to people nowadays being open to liking femboys or whatever. (Interesting aside: Caravaggio painted a bunch of young boys and art critics always suspected some homosexuality). And I brought up many pages ago one of the Top 10 Questions Science Can't Answer: if being gay is antithetical to having offspring and natural selection, then why is gayness still so prevalent among a relatively large proportion of the population?
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I disagree. I'd argue that our advancement as a species is exactly as nature intended. I mean, look at cases in the wild like the Macaques and sweet potatoes. Just because we created all this technology and aren't out there in the wild hunting for our next meal doesn't mean our existence is inherently unnatural.
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There are plenty of gays who produce offspring before they end up changing lanes. That alone kinda muddies the picture on how seemingly self-defeating genes gets passed on.
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still, anything that directly reduces offspring is subject to lots of selective pressure, so over time should get completely wiped out. this is why we don't see like 10% of the male population with malfunctioning penises