The Hotness Of Gay Sex

Hotness Of Gay Sex:
Why Man-On-Man Sex Scenes Are So Fucking Hot

There’s something about man loving and gay sex which gets my knickers twitching. It doesn’t even have to be all-out gay porn; just a simple act of romantic affection between guys on a TV show can catch my clit’s interest. When it does come down to the action, though, man-on-man sex scenes are so fucking hot. And as it’s all rather gay, I’m not really sure why I (as a woman) would find it all that hot.  

Maybe that’s the reason right there. Man-on-man sex is exactly that – no girls allowed. No women desired. Gay sex doesn’t involve the complexities of my own gender, it’s for people with a penis and there’s no bouncing tits or squirting vaginas anywhere. That’s not to say I have anything against watching women get sexy, or women in porn – exactly the opposite! But for now I’m talking about my attraction to man-on-man sex scenes and exploring why they turn me on in their own special way.  

Sometimes I find myself thinking of 100% man loving during masturbation. One of the man-on-man sex scenes I’ve seen in the past, whether through porn, a website or regular TV, will pop up in my mind and help inspire a particularly powerful orgasm. Or I’ll fantasise about my partner being taken by one of his friends, or fucking a guy while I watch. There might even be a bit of D/s roped in, so to speak… the lucky recipient of his attentions could be one of my male slaves. A devoted, chaste cuck.  

There’s a certain intrinsic safety in the hotness of man-on-man sex scenes, during my fantasies. Apart from a voyeuristic element, I wouldn’t be involved. There’d be no obligation to get hands-on (or anything else on/off). I could simply enjoy the view of two beautiful men taking pleasure from each other’s bodies – no women actively involved.  

As well as not being involved myself, no other woman would be involved either, so there’s no comparison issues to deal with – yes, even in fantasy.  

On top of all that, the arrangement I have with my partner mean there’s no treading on each other’s toes with finding man-on-man action extremely hot.  

Don’t worry, gay friends: I tend to fantasise about my partner with male celebrities, or about strangers who exist purely in my imagination. I’m not fucking myself to the thought of you in particular. But if/when I do, I’ll let you know about it.  

Although we’re in a heterosexual relationship, we’re both bisexual – and we are comfortable with each other finding pleasure in someone else of the same gender to ourselves, should the happy situation present itself. It’s the cherry on top of the man-on-man hotness cake to know that not only do I find man loving extremely sexy, but so does my partner. I don’t have to fantasise about that part of it. We often have conversations about who he finds hot and exactly what he’d do with them given the chance… He’s such a tease at times.  

I feel a bit guilty about objectifying an entire sexuality here – but I’m only sharing it with you because this is my sex blog, after all. It’s not as if I ever voice these thoughts aloud, or call after and whistle at gay men when I see them – or, you know, any of the things a bunch of straight guys do on an everyday basis to women. Straight or bi or gay women. I still obviously have guilt about it, as proven by that weak attempt at justification. Perhaps guilt is part of the female condition. Or (more likely) it’s just a me thing.

Although I can appreciate the beauty of the male form, it’s not really the sexiness of the bodies which first strikes me when I explore my man-on-man fascination. It’s more the fact that gay loving is a world I’m not part of. Not that I’m not welcome, in any unpleasant or dismissive way, but that it’s simply not my area. Square peg, round hole. It leaves me free to strongly admire this different-to-mine world, without feeling any of the pressures, obligations, worries or distaste I often experience through attitudes rampant within the heterosexual and bisexual worlds.  

 

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