Well the balls didn't touch, so...
Well the balls didn't touch, so...
My husband and his friend play gay chicken. He used to be second runner up, but when I saw him lift and drop his friend's shaft through his Halloween costume I think that might have put him ahead.
Side note: It was really hot.
The only time I lost gay chicken was when my friend decided to skip the build up and just try and get in my pants. Gay chicken with a drunk guy who has absolutely no inhibitions is not recommended.
I thought I was pretty good at gay chicken. I now know I am not.
I never play gay. I don' believe it. It's disrespectful to everybody.
I will pull gay moves to mock somebody if I fully intend to be disrespectful and aggressive. Sweet talking a man who's got a good reason to be pissed already is a great way to get into a fight.
One time me and a friend stopped at a local burger place to pick up some food and the guy that rang us up was this flamboyantly gay fella. I must have been sending the wrong signals or something 'cause the kid was hitting on me hardcore. My friends and I play gay chicken a lot, so my buddy looks over at me, smiles, shoves his hand into my back pocket, pulls me really close, and then fixes this kid with his increasingly creepy smile. While I'm struggling against the instinct to push him away, and even more so at the urge to laugh, the kid gets really quiet and rings us up without another word, and glares at my friend as we, still with his hand in my pocket, make our way to get our drinks.
I still don't know whether I won or lost at that gay chicken.![]()
Oh my God it was you!
there was a picture here
Eric I think you won there man. Gropage is always a win.
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.
Lulz, I was wondering why he didn't use the man version, then I found out.
A homosexual act is any intentional skin to cloth, or skin to skin contact anywhere on or above the thigh and below the waist.
A gay act involves mouth on mouth action
Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!