Part of the reason why I distance myself from the LGBTQ community is the rampant promiscuity. That promiscuity is riddled with racism disguised as “preference” but places like bathhouses flourish because men are sexual creatures. Without the constraint of children, and the real consequences of sexually transmitted diseases resolved by a magical pill; sex is their lifestyle.
Bathhouses have recently become private campgrounds and the “boys only” attitude is now causing the LGBTQ cult to face its own hypocritical behavior. After posting a statement on their Facebook, one gay campground is facing real world backlash claiming that their position is transphobic. Gay men like penises and for many, the bigger the better. So extreme is this sentiment that some men fetishize and indulge in actual fisting. Dildos and plugs are manufactured, sold, and purchased, to stretch the anal cavity while certain creams and butters anesthetize the area for prolonged enjoyment.
Stepping away from the extremeness of one gay fetish, you doesn’t have to go too far to run into another. Released from monogamy by their culture, gay men frequent places like bathhouses to have an orgasm. There’s no love or emotional attachment here, only physical attraction and sexual fulfillment. Open relationships are the norm for this community and not a part of the culture that I choose to be a part of.
I’ve been told that I’m pretending to be straight because my relationship is very hetero normal. My partner and I have had acquaintances and those who called themselves friends, make fun of us and tell us that we’re weird or “losers”, because we choose to keep our bedroom doors closed to the outside world. I’ll admit that my parents were very “prudeish” when it came to sex, but where the gay community sees shame and suppression, I see modesty and respect for my partner. Sure, when I was discovering my sexual identity I participated in debaucherous behavior, but when it was time to fill the moral void in my life, I chose to pattern it after my married and committed family members. I’ve never regretted it, not once.
I was never one for public displays of affection because tonsil hockey is distracting. Holding hands with a loved one should be normal regardless of orientation and we should be hugging our friends, not sleeping with them. For many in the gay community a little intercourse between friends is normal because sexual compatibility trumps all other qualities. In the rainbow world it’s known as the “gay handshake” and apps like Grindr, Tindr, etc. make shopping for desired qualities simple. Soon enough a person develops an attitude of, “If I don’t like what I see, I’m not playing.” and the cycle of preferences is reinforced. No fats, no femmes, no Asians, no uncut, must be 7in+, seeking generous… the choices are endless but a campground says, “Men Only”, we have a problem. Meanwhile others boast about what they have under the hood, 8in, Cut, Fit, Generous, Couple4fun, and it’s a literal meat market.
So a private campground, that caters to the needs and wants of gay men decides to say that they only want natural born males to be members, be assured that there’s a reason. Sure, there’s a small percentage of gay men who don’t mind dating trans men, but the overwhelming majority would be very upset/confused/horrified if they were in the forest looking for a bear or wolf with a cucumber or eggplant, only to find a lima bean with sliced deli ham. Ew!
