i HAD PLANNED TO SHARE THE FOLLOWING PERSONAL EXPERIENCE AS AN EVIDENCE. i WOULD LIKE TO POST THIS BEFORE THEY CLOSE DOWN THIS THREAD TOO:
One of the most educating experiences that opened my eyes to the real nature of men had been the crowded buses in my city.
As a child I grew up in a semi-heterosexual environment and didn't understand sexuality at all.
In my late adolescence we shifted to a more tradional part of the city and it was for the first time that I noticed men eyeing me or trying to 'touch' me. This touching involved brushing against the private parts in a casual but sureshot manner, but it also often included touching the crotch for extended periods of time --- but pretending at the same time that it was casual (not intended and not particularly enjoyed), where the person who touches and the one who is touched, both keep a straight face as if nothing is going on between them. I was too young to be able to put two and two together. I was even masturbated on the bus --- once even when my father and uncle stood near me. They did not notice anything unusual. I enjoyed the incident but felt extremely awkward at the sametime.
It was when I started working on the issues of gender and sexual health that these things struck me in a big way.
I was taught during training about some people who have a sexual attraction for men who are called homosexuals. I even worked with gay men at one time, and these guys were decidedly different. At first I couldn't accept their femininity as part of their identity. I was once invited to a gay party where I found many men dressed as women. I didn’t quite enjoy that. I remember an incident where I told a Swedish gay man that gays shouldn't bring them a bad name by behaving like girls. He called me a 'homophobe'. I was confused, because I had not commented on their sexuality, only on their feminine behaviour. It took me some time to understand that gay men viewed this world differently from other men. And that homosexuality was not only about liking other men. Gender was an integral part of this 'different' identity.
And slowly I understood why some masculine gendered men also visited the 'gay' space to have sex with men, but never considered themselves homosexuals or being a part of the 'gays'. They were part of the 'straight' community and wanted their status to remain intact.
It was very very gradually that I realised what the west was teaching us about male sexuality was absolutely wrong. What happened on buses was totally different from the theory that only 'gay' men have a sexual need for men. I lived in the suburbs and spent around 5 hours travelling to and fro to the main city. I was studying and working at the sametime.
The men on these buses were 'normal' 'straight' men and I did not expect them to have anything sexual going for me. It just didn't fit. Either what I was witnessing was wrong or what the west professes was. What was especially intriguing was the enormity of this phenomenon. It would be hardly unusual if the person next to me did not make an effort to touch me. To test things, I would always stand apart in such a way that the person had to make a more 'visible' effort to touch me --- at least visible to me. And I watched and analysed as men after men struggled within themselves to just be able to touch.
There literally were extremely rare occasions when the man standing next to me or sitting next to where I stood, did not reach out to feel me up. And naturally, it was not happening just to me. They were doing it to each other all the time. I noticed that they would almost never use their hands except in certain positions (e.g. when they pretended they're sleeping on their seats). It was like using 'hands' was outside the limits of 'manhood'/ 'straighthood'. It made things too obvious. But they used almost all other body parts --- arms, biceps, hips, shoulders, legs --- whatever was handy. Rubbing hips while standing in different directions was also fairly common. Again, any fool would know it was not casual, especially if it carried on for several minutes at a stretch.
I started to observe closely. It became my research laboratory. I started to experiment and analyse. It was clear that what was happening was happening in a very suppressed way. They would try to make it seem casual. If I were to confront them with what they were doing --- even when they were alone they would refuse it. I do remember some incidents when I saw two men standing close to each other for unusually longer time --- I would know what was going on, perhaps others did too --- who would get off the bus together.......but I never had the courage to talk to anyone who touched me. Maybe once I did. I told the guy about my workshops and said he might want to visit. He nervously and politely refused.
I experimented (it was also part of my ego) by standing away from men who were sitting or standing next to me, so that to be out of easy reach, (of course I wouldn't allow someone I did not like to touch me) but they'd change their positions, shift their hands pretending to hold the seat bar in front of them, but ultimately try to 'touch'. 100% of the time. Sometimes I would get an erection, and then the men would get really desperate about touching. It has been the same story for years, day in and day out, every morning and evening. For the past three years I haven't travelled a lot.
Often when I stood away from men, I noticed that they seemed to struggle within their minds, fighting their instincts for a long time about whether and how to touch me --- because adopting awkward positions to touch the crotch would not seem all that casual. I could see them fidgeting and tense. Sometimes they would make a brave attempt to hold out their hands (e.g. pretending to hold the bar or to 'sleep') and then chicken out and hold them back, only to try again later. I could see the tension that gripped them. This could go on for several minutes. If they couldn't gather the courage to touch while they were sitting, they would decidedly do it while getting up --- that would give them an excuse, and a final one. While getting up (I'd be standing on their side) they would go pressing my crotch rather hardly. It just wasn't casual.
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Look at this, Buddha writing his own sex novel here on sci forums
Buddha, you are clearly a homosexual male who is predominantly masculine in manner and appearance, many gay men are, the reason you never saw any at gay bars, is because in the same way you didn't like it, these other types of gay men also don't like that scene, hence the scene was mainly effeminate men etc. There is no mysetery here, you are homosexual, accept it. The men touching you on the bus were homosexual. Homosexual men have a way of identifying other homosexuals, so you were identified.
The end.
Buddha menawhile you are a dishonest plaguriser, the material you have was sourced from a book written 37yrs ago by Dr Lionel Tiger. Stop trying to pass it off as new and as your own.
It's NOT new, It was considered nonsense then , is considered nonsense now, you plagurising his work is discreditng you, not that you had any respect here any way.
