So, g-0-D*DaMNed gay... I always knew those Rugby bastards couldn't be trusted.
Being real though, one drunk guy dominating another drunk guy isn't gay. Every person on the planet gets their rocks off on power whether by claiming it or by relinquishing it. No doubt lust was involved though and both parties were as perverted as it gets but they weren't technically gay.
Gay chicken as well is something my own cousins tend to play on me and I always lose 'cause I can't stand them touching me. But it's not gay. It's a test of just how comfortable you are with your own body and the sensation of skin-on-skin contact. By now, it's just a habit for me to squirm when my cousins play this 'cause we're not really close enough for me to ever get comfortable with it, but if one of my friends tried it, I probably wouldn't care as much.
As long as you don't spring a boner when your guy friend pulls this on you, then you know you're not gay.
In summary: Are you gay? Do you fantasize about seeing your same-sex friends naked and holding them in your arms and holding their privates in your hands? You're gay. Do you get hot and otherwise stimulated when talking to, looking at, or being touched by your same-sex friends? You're gay. Do you have frequent dreams about porking your same-sex friends and wake up with a mess in your pants? You're so gay.
If you can't work up a decent boner for your same-sex friends, then you're not gay no matter what other confusion you may be feeling in your heart. Some people like to entertain the fantasy of a relationship with their best friend, but if sex somehow just can't play a role, then gay is off the table, my friend.




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