In the straight world, the attention that an average guy receives is less than average, compared to a girl (however she might look). For it is a given that guys go behind girls and have become a social norm of sorts. Girls do come up to you, say, you are loaded, muscular or has the game. Shadowed by the lack of any kind of attention, some closeted men like me get overwhelmed when you get the "stares" (not because of my looks for sure, lol) at the club. It is not a very common scenario for you to be advanced by men. suddenly, you feel "desirable".
This is the case with all those men who have "peeked" to see the response you get from the crowd. But, the underlying tag that I didn't know that was dangling around my neck was "Fresh meat". To all those teen agers I saw dancing with those random men, I know you all must be feeling so "desirable" as well. The Tinder incident of entering a metro, where every guy has slept with every other, I got a match of dozens. Only when this guy I had a chat with ,burst my bubble, that they swipe you right cose you are new aka "fresh meat".
Talking to an open friend, it made sense. the overwhelming feeling of desirability from the men, is magnified. first, the lack of much attention from the straight crowd, second, the sudden burst of unbound attention from the gay world. But, the truth is, later on, the attention subsides faster than you notice. You enter a bar, and all eyes on the "new guy", cose the old ones are seen and savored. you get a lot of offers. you either take them all, or wait for the right one. You see this charmer dancing around and you eye on him. You go up to him, and he whisks you away from the crowd. you feel settled. you waltz around tight, and the eyes of others fall on the two. Then, he gets bored of you, cose there is a new piece in town.
you either stay with the rejects, or you wait for some guy walk through the door, who would whisk you for a waltz again. then you look around to see that those who were dancing before you came to you for the same!
In order to not end it with pathos, let me tell you. Sometimes, some do leave the club hands held together. They just don't fall for the trap of options, for the mirage of the "new and fresh". Very few, who settle down to what they want, than what the club can offer, or pose to offer. To those who don't get carried away, but take steps slow, sitting in a corner to see who is that with whom he can leave the bar, together!
This is the case with all those men who have "peeked" to see the response you get from the crowd. But, the underlying tag that I didn't know that was dangling around my neck was "Fresh meat". To all those teen agers I saw dancing with those random men, I know you all must be feeling so "desirable" as well. The Tinder incident of entering a metro, where every guy has slept with every other, I got a match of dozens. Only when this guy I had a chat with ,burst my bubble, that they swipe you right cose you are new aka "fresh meat".
Talking to an open friend, it made sense. the overwhelming feeling of desirability from the men, is magnified. first, the lack of much attention from the straight crowd, second, the sudden burst of unbound attention from the gay world. But, the truth is, later on, the attention subsides faster than you notice. You enter a bar, and all eyes on the "new guy", cose the old ones are seen and savored. you get a lot of offers. you either take them all, or wait for the right one. You see this charmer dancing around and you eye on him. You go up to him, and he whisks you away from the crowd. you feel settled. you waltz around tight, and the eyes of others fall on the two. Then, he gets bored of you, cose there is a new piece in town.
you either stay with the rejects, or you wait for some guy walk through the door, who would whisk you for a waltz again. then you look around to see that those who were dancing before you came to you for the same!
In order to not end it with pathos, let me tell you. Sometimes, some do leave the club hands held together. They just don't fall for the trap of options, for the mirage of the "new and fresh". Very few, who settle down to what they want, than what the club can offer, or pose to offer. To those who don't get carried away, but take steps slow, sitting in a corner to see who is that with whom he can leave the bar, together!
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