You see, the normal heter-youth has always had the opportunity to turn to good old daddy, or quite possibly the older brother for advice on these dances, and girls and relationships in general. But the thing with me growing up, I could never approach my good ol' daddy or my brother for any advice. What advice could I ask for really? The only questions I could ever possibly have would be foolish questions like, "How do you weasel the real name out of a guy you just fucked?" Or quite possibly the best question that should be asked, but never will be asked, "What works better for lube, hand lotion, or ky jelly?" Well, there are other questions, such as, why does having a dick up your ass hurt so much the first time, but I will just leave these to the good ol' imagination.
In this way, I envy straight people. They have these guides for there little hetero lives. Not to say that we don't have guides either though. Our guides just usually want sex for there so-called advice. It's all quite amusing in real life. You see, young gay people as I seeing are looking for a helping hand. But the people that are willing to offer the helping hand, are usually just looking to jack you off with that helping hand and go there merry little fucked up faggot life.
Just once, I would like to go up to my dad and ask him for advice with guys. Or maybe I should ask my mom. Or my sisters for that fact. That may be the root of the problem here. You see, if I were to go up to my dad and ask him how to get a guy you really like, he would most likely be like, "Uh....good question son. How bout those Green Bay Packers?" Now, if I were to walk up to my mom and ask that same question I would get quite a good answer to the question. She would say something like this (I'm just making an assumption, mind you), "Well, first, you have to dress nice. That is a definate must. You know how gay people are really well dressed all of the time. Second, don't be too aggressive, boys don't like an aggressive boy." And so on and so forth. She wouldn't be right, but it would be a much better approach than asking how 'bout those Packers.
Another thing I believe that I've missed in my short gay teen life, is the basic assumption that everyone is the same sexual persuasion that you are. Just once, I would like to see something along the lines of 'Gay Assumption Day'. It would be a day, where you would assume that everyone in the whole wide world would be gay. Instead of the same old boring standard of assuming that everyone is a hetero. Because the completely shitty thing about the assuming that everyone is straight sucks bad. Although, it can be a tool to annoy those people that drive big monster trucks and have tattoos and are even more insecure about there sexuality than they would ever like to admit. Just once in my life, I would like to walk up to a really cute guy on the street and start flirting with him, just on the basic assumption that everyone was gay. If he wasn't gay, he would have to inform me, not I inform everyone else that I am gay.
Which brings me to another thing. Why should I have to come out to everyone. Why shouldn't people have to come out with there straightness to me. I'm sick of explaining my faggot-ness to everyone and there brother four hundred times for each single time that I've come out in my life. Just once I would like to put the third degree on someone that was straight. I wouuld just love to question what is so damn attractive about snatch. I mean, it looks like a pair of messed up lips that were chewed on a few too many times for me. And since it looks like chewed up lips, doesn't that bring the logical fear of there being a set of nasty yellow teeth behind there waiting to bite off the next cock that would enter.
Anyway, I am just overly angry over this little fact that I have noticed. But oh well, what can I do. I could turn straight and all. But that snatch is just too scary.