I mean, Friday is as good a day as any to confess things, right?
So, here I go.
I've always (well, at least since I've been old enough to do so) wondered what it would be like to make love to another woman.
I don't know that this wondering is enough to class me as bisexual, but certainly as bicurious.
See, I think of human sexuality as being a sort of continuum, with 100% straight at one end and 100% gay at the other, and everyone falls along that line at some point. Maybe I'm just somewhat further towards the center than most. (By the way, I also don't believe that anyone is 100% gay or straight. It could be 99% and 1%, but not 100%.)
All my relationships have been with men. I have a definite attraction towards men. I've just always kind of wondered what it might be like with someone who is smaller, softer, rounder.
I don't even know, if I had the chance to make love with a woman, if I would even be brave enough to take it! I tend towards cowardice, unfortunately.
So, since I am more than content in my current relationship, my bicuriosity shall continue as it has always been. A passing glance shared with a beautiful stranger, an admiration of a female form, a fantasy, a dream.
It may be more beautiful as a dream than it could be as a reality.
(For those who might be concerned, Tirithien already knows of this inclination of mine and accepts it fully. Blogland is not the place to drop such a revelation on one's beloved!)