The Gay Virgin Fables

Then he starts making out with me.... like an Octopus! OMG,

he was such a sucker going at it from all angles, I was grabbing the groin. rubbing the butt.

Fun stuff.

then he dry humped me like a riding cowboy. My wig was about to fly off my head. I had to go to the toilet to readjust everything. When i came back, he found me and raped my mouth again. I didn't want to give tongue but he sucked it out.

The funny thing was, he asked for my number and whispered in my ear

"I'm straight"

WTF? ok boy, I don't think you're that straight . So my drag-sister Mercedes explains that these are called tranny trades.

Men who think they're straight, but prefer chicks with dicks. what is the world coming to~

"Love isn't a transaction, you don't just get what you put in."
"Why is it gays always feel 40 when they're 18?"

Few of my favourite lines from the show "Boy Culture" (2006)

In one of the scenes, the character named Blowey Joey says "Congratulations! you're a stage two fag."

When asked to elaborate on what he meant, he said " You were a stage one for like, a year, you first come out and think you're not gonna be slutty so that you can find this perfect boyfriend who's also not slutty."

"But now you're stage two, have fun, see a hot guy...screw around."


Oh Sweet Virgin Mary and Joseph! I've been a stage one for 6 years now! ...and counting.

Is this true? Does every gay guy's state of mind go through the metamorphosis of a virginal cocoon to a slutty flutter-by? Is it an inevitable change one must go through before one becomes a full fag? - promiscuous wings and all.

What triggers someone to go into stage two I wonder?

I dreamt of meeting this very built muscular man.
He was attractive and bare-chested. I met him on the street in the dark night. (probably a hustler)

I was driving a jeep, or some kind of large four-wheel drive. I pulled him into the car and he willingly followed. We were going to elope.

A very short and bumpy ride later, he hadn't said anything yet, but I understood him anyway. I stopped the car right under an open window to realize that someone I knew, whom I wasn't out to yet, was staring at us.

I panicked; ran out of the car and Mr Hustler followed. The acquaintance whom I was trying to avoid simply stood there,watching. My lover,the hustler, suddenly grabbed me against his bare chest. I felt like he was saying - we don't have to hide anymore.

He kissed me there and then, passionately. His tongue slipped into mine and I could feel him inside me.(his tongue alright!). He began to sort of suck on my tongue...like a lollipop. His saliva was leaking into my mouth, and his tongue began to lick the roof of my mouth. Next thing I know, he sucked my tongue right out of my mouth and held it there, like some oral tug of war.

What the fuck!

I pushed him back and walked away...It was soooo OVER.
Dream boy or not. A bad kisser is a deal breaker.
Nightmares be gone!

There are a few greats that a girl waits for in her life.

Her great kiss,
Her great love,
and her Great Celebrity Crush!

After drowning in the fantasy of the Thai Gay Romance Movie - The Love of Siam, I am officially a fangirl of Mario Maurer.

The German-Chinese and Thai boy stole my heart not just with his adorable looks, but with the kindness that his character portrays.

Those eyes are so beautiful that it's painful to look at.

In the land of Gaydom, there is a daily dance of courtship that occurs all over gay networking sites in the dot com universe.

Queer to Queer networking (as I like to call it) is nothing new, and has already been taken advantage of. Sites such as Gay.com, Fridae, Jake, ManJam, Connexion and such, are the mythical Royal Masquerade Ball of Cybergaydom; Where the gay princes search for their queens, or better yet, lifetime civil partners.




The cyber world in general, is a place of mystique and strangers. You can never be sure who you're really talking to behind that cute Username and that immaculate photoshopped picture. The typical setup would start with them filling up your inbox with flowers, hearts or for the hornier ones, pictures of their unwrapped horndogs. They begin to chat you up, and inevitably,they then proceed to the invite to meet up.
Yes my queer as folks,today I speak of the fabled "Cyber Stranger Meet-ups"

I confess, I am a neophyte to the world of online hookups. I've previously ever only gone to one; which I might add, ended up in horrible disgrace.
'Why?' you ask? Well, let us just say I ended up overdressed, meeting three OTHER gay guys,all of whom were in t-shirts or singlets (gay formal?) and one of them being the meet-up guy's boyfriend! Disaster du jour was on the menu.

That was sooo NOT what i had in mind at all.

However,It has been years since. I have just been approached for a meet-up using the rare "Let's just meet for coffee." versus the infamous 'Let's meet for some "Fun".'. For those of you who are a total virgin to Gaydom jargon,"fun" here means casual sex.

Back to the topic. Although I am highly skeptical of the gay community, I decided to try it out even if I wasn't really interested. If nothing, At least I'd get a good post for you blogwhores to read or introduced to a really hot friend of his. Still, I went through the full jitters of emotions. he was sweet enough to reassure me and gave me the upper hand by letting me choose the time and place of our (dare I say it...) date.

My palms sweated and my brain whirred to think of plans. I made sure he gave me his number instead so that my number was safely concealed, if things turned out disastrous once again. I made sure I didn't reveal my address. The time and place I chose had to be somewhere that I felt comfortable in. Bright with people around, so that I can't be raped (I'm serious here!), yet discreet so that it would go unnoticed. I even prepared an exit plan, to be used if things go totally 10-Things-I-Hate-About-You as my date.

Yes, I am Lady Disturbia. However, you can never be too careful when dealing with the Cyber Strangers.
In the Masquerade of Cybergaydom, how do we know who is behind the MSN Mask and the Chatroom Costumes ? Is it ever really safe to meet the man behind the cyber mask? Are we setting ourselves up to meet the Phantoms of the Opera v.9.52?

What are your strategies against these Cyber Strangers?

There was once a Gay virgin who lived in a bright and shiny city. He had some friends over to his house for some cocktails and drinking games. Three gay guys, two straight guys, two girls.
Out of the three gay guys, One was a virgin (Mr.Venus), One was a flirt (Julian), and One more a slut (Lingam).
Out of the two straight guys, One was a gay straight guy (A metrosexual),the other a straight straight guy (the strong and silent manly type).

The two girls are fag hags. One was Miss Kim , One a boyish straight girl.
Surprisingly, after a little alcohol intoxication, the Straight straight guy lowered his head and began to cry! this came as an absolute shock to all of us as we knew him to be a man's man. This seemingly unprovoked display of raw emotions seemed...very uncharacteristic, to say the least.

Weren't straight guys supposed to be able to shovel emotions aside and deal with it rationally? Why do I, as a gay guy, feel so tragically uncomfortable when I see a straight guy cry?
Was I subconsciously believing that straight guys are supposed to be emotionally stronger than gay guys?

Julian felt the same way about seeing straight guys cry. Was it a form of straight discrimination I wondered. However, as a bunch of gay guys would do,we threw the white flag and ran for cover. Lingam,Julian and I grabbed Miss Kim and left for the gay club called Barry's. We waited for the rest to work out the drama as they were closer to each other.

At Barry's, Gaydom was in full swing. Men rubbing their bodies on other men; pairs of eyes locking on each other for a sign of interest; music pounding to the vibrating hips of queens.

More beers later, the rest have arrived - 7 mismatched friends ,drunk and getting more jugs of beers.

Lingam our token gay slut was hitting on every gay guy within his reach, tapping their shoulders and giving a flirty ~ 'hi!'. Soon, he even began to attack Julian. Julian had just met Lingam, so let's just say he didn't really want the attention.What a mess! Miss Kim had to intervene to save Julian,intentionally blocking Lingam from him. Lingam found the sport tiring and suddenly disappeared out the door, last spotted with an older guy on his arm.

I, on the other hand, was suddenly grabbed by the straight straight guy to dance up a storm on the stage. Twirling and whirling away, I had no idea that Mr strong and silent could dance at all. Soon, Mr metrosexual joined in as I began to REALLY enjoy myself; sandwiched between two really hot straight guys that were apparently not afraid to be "gay", I was living my gayboy fantasy. Giving these Straightlanders a passport to Gaydom.

I admit, I have a straightlander fetish. There's a comfort and security in liking the straight boys, knowing that it won't end up in a one night stand. Furthermore, these so-called-straight boys were quickly turning into gayboys.

What is happening to the straight boys of the world though? Was it an evolutionary phenomenon? I called them the gay Straight boys.
The gay Straight boys is a new breed. Unlike the straight Gay boy who are simply straight-acting,gay boys; The gay Straight boys are well dressed,kind and emotional creatures that possess an inner beauty that I can't resist.

This new breed is my drug. If only the Straight part included the ability to fall in love with a guy.

Damn Straight--guys.