Originally posted by Robbie
Not the women I know who get it whenever they want it, emphasis on they.
This is actually description of men who complain of having little success with women. I see lots of sexually confident men at bars, picking up women. These men are not just spitting game, they are embracing their sexuality. Pook used to tell me this all of the time and the more observations I make, the more it makes sense.. All of the skills and success in the world outside of sex and relationships is rendered useless by a man who is not comfortable with his sexuality, no matter his orientation. True, all of the confidence in the world won't work if the woman isn't the least bit attracted to your physical apperance, but without it, no woman will leave the club to go running off with you. Likewise, it's important to have skills also because of the societal constraints on dating and relationships. Women have to look out for their reputations and their health. Even if you look their type, they want to make sure they can trust you. They want to make sure that you are not only a sexual being but that they will not feel like a whorr or otherwise regret hooking up with you.
The women you know may actually be aliens, remember the old Television series "V"? Under their artificial skins they are a reptilian alien breed right out of a Star Trek flick. They sure as hell arent normal heterosexual females... I know a guy who is all you described, the sexually confident man, and yet, more often than not, he is alone, or "hangin' with his boys"....at a nightclub not long ago, I saw him with his shirt off, dancing sexily, not unlike a Chippendales Dancer, he has a ripped to shreds bodybuilder's physique, and is considered "hott" by many women, and while he did have some women dancing with him, he left the club alone, and slept alone that night. A woman, who was dancing with him, I have witnessed asking male guests to leave her home, (After a night of partying) so she could "get some sleep" and ALL of these males (A career police officer, and a successful business owner among the other 4) all went home with blue nuts because they werent "ghetto" enough for her to be sexually attracted to them. They would have all gladly f***ed her, but she wanted nothing to do with any of them......ASEXUAL FEMALE. AKA "nonsexual"
OK, let me get this straight, and YOU may have hit the nail on the head on why we, as heterosexual males have things so confusing, and frustrating, and why homosexual male and females have nightly orgies on demand.
"Societal constraints on dating and relationships" Even with an AIDS epidemic at hand, the male homosexual lets NOTHING stand in his way of sexual conquest, his sex drives are FAR too strong, as are those of his prey. Yet, we as heterosexual males have to deal with these bulls**t "societal constraints" which basically makes it real hard to hook up, much less actually get laid.
"They want to make sure you are a sexual being, but not feel like a ***** hooking up with you".....WHAT THE F***????!!!
THEY CANNOT HAVE IT BOTH WAYS!!! So what is it, be the hated and dreaded male platonic friend, the safe haven, who she can run to, and a shoulder to cry on, albeit a clothed shoulder, so she will feel "safe" not a naked one......or on the other hand, be the mad, drooling rapist, who will steal their innocence, and ravish them like the **** craving sluts that they are? WTF? WE ARE HUMAN, we both, men and women, have sexual desires.....the male homosexual makes no qualms about this little fact, they want to have sex, and they do. Male gay man goes to a gay bar, sees a man he likes, and a drink and a dance later, they are off to his place for a night of Naked Twister....no strings attached.
A heterosexual male wants to have sex, and first he must go hunt his prey, a straight bar, single her out, the whole 9 yards with the Kino, and the "****y funny" and all the rest, and MAYBE IF she is sexually attracted, three weeks later, after many phone calls and messages, and coffee and flirting, he gets her to dinner, gets some alcohol in her, makes small talk about music and movies and concerts, ect, and then after even more Kino and good eye contact, a movie, and hand holding, and footsie, and then after the movie, he is harder than a crowbar, and hot and bothered, and he walks her to her car, where he gets a BS story about her having to work in the AM and a BS "Auntie" hug and the air kiss, and she drives off into the night, and he finds himself back in front of the computer, pumping his sexual organ madly to the
www.pamanderson.com website, and screaming a gutteral cry of sexual frustration and anguish as he has a climax that would have felt 1,000 times better inside a tight wet vagina, than his right hand, and as he wipes the mess, before he watches reruns of "Matlock" he wonders what it would be like if women were more like gay men.
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