TomahawkEagle
Sex God
Hey Tilgrieog, just be who you are!!! Don't try to "fit it" by being someone you're not otherwise you'll feel miserable.
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How is it homophobic?^ This is homophobic.
OP: You just need to get out there more, try to find a more alternative gay scene. There's plenty of gay guys out there, the queens just stand out the most.
Just wanted to say that I am a 22yo virgin with no intimate experience with either gender. I identify as bi in my own mind and in some Internet forums, but I identify myself to the vast majority of people as straight. I don't have a high voice. I don't have a lisp. I'm not dramatic. I'm not effeminate. The list goes on of gay stereotypes that I am not (not that there's anything wrong with these things... it's just not who I am).
I, too, am attracted to mostly straight guys. Why? They're perfect, besides the fact that they're not attracted to dudes. The majority of them share common interests that most gay guys do not.
They are oblivious to how hot they are and lack inhibition, which is so attractive. I know there are gay/bi guys out there with the same nature, mostly, but they are obviously much fewer and far between. They are tough to find and probably in similar shoes as we are.
Is it strange to have an identity crisis at the age of 26?
A bit of my background is in my previous posts, but to bore you with a pathetic emotional problem here I go.
I was always a shy guy and attracted to straight boys as I figured it was curiosity as I too was straight but hadn't done much male bonding before. I'm from a small town in oz called Hobart, and very late in life I was still a virgin and constantly attracted to men. It's only in recent years I decided to 'fit' a label and call myself bi, except I never participate in the stereotypical gay scene and identify as a straight guy. I'm not out to my family and decided at 26 I hadn't explored this life enough so moved to Melbourne which I always loved as a vibrant, cultured city with the hopes of finally finding this identity.
Now, I figured an easy way to mingle with people was to rent a shared apartment with gay people. But 6 weeks in I am now becoming depressed and rejected as I keep meeting people who are really plastic and into fashion and feminine to talk to, and they outright tell me I'm not a good match to live with them. They must be wondering why I would tell them I'm bi or gay as I clearly just don't fit it.
At home I used to deliberately act a little flamboyant, but I realise now I was probably doing it to urge people to see that I'm attracted to men. But now here I make such a lousy homosexual that I've shied away from it. I don't even like these people! I'm now realising, dammit I'm a normal straight sport-loving bloke and I don't hang out at gay clubs. So was I even wrong to go down that path? But no, the thing is I am uncontrollably turned on by the straight people around me. And emotionally I feel like I could fall in love should I meet a confused soul like myself. But these are the feelings a 16-year-old should be having, not me who was so pathetic to have not sorted this out sooner.
The thing is now I just haven't come close to satisfying these urges, so I really wanted to kick-start it by finding the right people to live with. If I didn't, I know I would just keep doing what I did in Hobart and sit about masturbating to porn years on end. But no way can I get along with the really out-there gay people and so I realise there's no label for me to even present myself as so as to meet people. I'm miserable and homeless (in hostels now) and wondering what am I even doing here? I was about to come out of a closet but I don't even know which one anymore. Meantime I'm about to jump every straight cute boy I see in the elevator. I'm convinced now I am completely and utterly alone: a shy "straight" boy who was late to realise any gay attraction. Anyone with even a foot in that other world is far too different for me to get along with them.
How long can I put up with my misery while just getting older?





