I Am Man

I have been an openly gay man for nearly six years now, and within those six years many a straight men have gotten me confused with a transsexual (a condition which has nothing to do with homosexuality but that is another topic for another blog). They have mistaken my androgyny, my love of fashion, and my desire for the male sex organ to mean that I somehow want to be a woman. (Oh those very, very confused heterosexuals.)

There was one time where I had dressed in drag to go a club, Bottomline, and I literally gave the entire club life. They wanted me to do shows and whatever else that drags do, but the entire time I was extremely uncomfortable. My friend was ecstatic, he wanted me to join his house and pose for the Realness category, so for him this was a breakthrough and he thought he had me. He asked me, "Don't you feel at home? Don't you feel like this is the real you?" And I replied, "No. This does not feel like the real me. I feel artificial." After that night, I never did drag again.

The hetero-society, and even the homo-society at times, will try to strip you of your manhood. But there is nothing better than the realization of your manhood when you try to cross your legs and feel the thick meat between them. I revel in awe of myself. I know that I am a man.

♥ Kimokeo