Heteronormatives - Its Dynamic

The difference between a bottom and a woman is it is far simpler to figure out how to please a bottom and it is easier to keep him happy. A bottom will tell you what makes him happy and how you should do it, the bottom will tell you how the house should be cleaned, he will tell you what presents he wants, his favorite color, his favorite sexual position. A bottom will tell you several times until, time is up and he is fed up, the bottom is tired of talking to someone who doesn’t listen. When the bottom knows everything about you and you are still learning that’s when the red flags has been raised. When you know for a fact you are not doing what is being asked of you, red flag. When you are not getting laid on a regular basis, it’s a red flag. When the bottom just doesn’t seem to care about your feelings, you might want to throw in the towel.

How can you fix this? Well start doing what is asked of you, a bottom will return in kind?  If the bottom ask you to put things back a certain way, he will clean the house. When cohabitating it is tit for tat and his tat is dependent on your tit.

Bottoms run the show and there is nothing anyone can do to change it as Phil said it’s a hetero-normative.  I find it interesting how a Top will act like he runs the show and when sex starts dwindling wonder why. If you are a top and you are in the role of “the Male” meaning you have assumed the masculine roll you must remember you are still dating a man, men like space, independence, respect, and signs that they are loved. Paying the bills don’t count, showing them that you listen and respect will get you major points and a bottom who has a man who shows he is not perfect but tries will always have a loyal bottom.

Heteronormatives - Sex

You can tell a lot about a relationship by how often two people are intimate. If there is lots of sex going on then things are going great or there is one happy bottom. When things are bad then there should be fear in the relationship.

I recently met a couple that has not had sex in three weeks. They were beginning to feel like roommates versus lovers. Among gays there are what can be called hetero-normatives, things such as the bottom representing the feminine and the top representing the masculine.

The bottom role is typically that which we associate with the woman in heterosexual relationships. The bottom is the one who associates sex with love and closeness while the top just likes the act all in itself. The bottom has to invest more into the sexual act because so much is required on their part, cleaning, moisturizing, trust, internal work.

Sex is easier for some bottoms than others, but there is always work involved. A total bottom has to make accommodations for something that is not very easy, turning a one way street into a two way highway. There is mussel retraining and flexing and forcing the body to go against normal impulses. This for many bottoms while enjoyable can be hard work and laying there is not JUST lying there. Then just when one has adjusted to the very basic of the act there tricks that now must be learned such as applying what we learned to different  positions. A top just has to thrust and get as much friction so that he may cum. While a bottom has to balance, muscle work, ignoring reflexes, pleasing his top and trying to get pleasure his self. It’s a lot of work to do when you are NOT in the mood.

Recently I was part of a conversation where some secrets were tossed to Mr. MeTo about the dynamics of a hetero-normative relationship.

The bottom runs the show, a pissed bottom gives no sex, and happy bottom can’t get enough sex. The happier the bottom the more sex the top will get. It is simple math and it would seem the more masculine the top the less they seem to want to try and fix it.

Heteronormatives - P1

Over the years I have talked too many of my gay male friends about failed relationships and it would seem that moving in together is a real game changer. It is one of the things that proves to be completely different among gay men than heterosexual couples and lesbians. Lesbians are known for moving fast and cohabitating together relatively well. Heterosexuals it’s typically a 50/50 chance that it will work or fail. It leaves one to believe that the problem lies with men in general.

Men are by nature territorial, we like our own everything we share only with those we deem worthy and many times it comes with stipulations. For example a man will allow his friends to come to his house and watch the game but they have to be out at a certain time and they can only touch certain things. Women tend to be more ready to share completely. They will share clothes, makeup, beauty products, or even allow a friend to crash a few days. (Don’t worry I understand there are exceptions to every rule and generalization.)

  

Men are less willing to share any garment of clothing. We may share with our son or some other person we feel we have a responsibility to protect but as for the independent we want to share nothing more than time and maybe a good conversation.

Things get strange among gay men. We share with our best buds long before we share with anyone else. We understand the necessity in sharing and that the day will come when we need to borrow and so in all actuality it is selfish. My friend Phil and I are willing to share but we are both hesitant to actually borrow from one another not that we are scared but because we understand the strings that come attached. If I borrow from Phil I will have to worry about messing up whatever I borrow and if I do mess it up it must be replaced, there is no such thing as worry free borrowing among gay men.

When it comes to the point where everything is shared it doesn’t matter who we are sharing with, our territory is no longer our own and that infringes on how we identify ourselves. As I said before men only share certain things.

I will not share my cookbooks, my laptop, or my clothes, these are the thing I uses to identify and express myself, however when living with someone clothes get shared and boundaries are crossed all the time by accident.

I like my whites to stay white but in a relationship where the other person doesn’t care about such things it can get stressful. So how does one overcome the woes of cohabitation? How do you get two territorial males who are unwilling to share everything to happily get along? Is it possible for two extreme opposites to agree on living situations happily? If I had these answers I would share them with you.  

The difference between a bottom and a woman is it is far simpler to figure out how to please a bottom and it is easier to keep him happy. A bottom will tell you what makes him happy and how you should do it, the bottom will tell you how the house should be cleaned, he will tell you what presents he wants, his favorite color, his favorite sexual position. A bottom will tell you several times until time is up and the bottom is tired of talking to someone who doesn’t listen. When the bottom knows everything about you and you are still learning that’s when red flags should be raised. When you know for a fact you are not doing what is being asked of you, red flag. When you are not getting laid on a regular basis, it’s a red flag. When the bottom just dosent seems to care about your feelings, you might want to throw in the towel.

How can you fix this well start doing what is asked of you, a bottom will return in kind?  If the bottom ask you to put things back a certain way, he will clean the house. When cohabitating it is tit for tat and his tat is dependent on your tit.

Bottoms run the show and there is nothing anyone can do to change it as Phil said it’s a hetero-normative.  I find it interesting how a Top will act like he runs the show and when sex dwindles wonders why. If you are a top and you are in the role of “the Male” meaning you pay the bills and provide all the basics you must remember you are still dating a man, men like space, independence, respect, and signs that they are loved. Paying the bills don’t count, showing them that you listen and respect will get you major points and a bottom who has a man who shows he is not perfect but tries will always have a loyal bottom.

The Ex File

There is nothing more exhilarating then when you wake up and find you are in a new relationship. Everything is new and the smallest of things can give you butterflies. Going to the movies seem like a new adventure. Dinner, the mall, flowers even the club all seem to be new and different places. You find yourself day dreaming where it might go. You try not to make it obvious that you want this to be your last relationship. All the while you are just happy and things are great.

That is until one tiny thought crosses your mind, the ex. Weather he is in a different state or same state they always find away to work their way into your relationship. Now you are faced with questions. Am I ready? Will my ex and I work things out, are we destined to be friends, will I make the same mistakes, is this guy just like the last one? They now consume you and if you’re lucky you call your friends and they all remind you how bad things were and how great things are now.

Why do our exes have so much power in our lives? Like a dessert that is really bad for you but tasted so good it sticks with you long after you have moved on to more healthy things.

I don’t know any relationship that has not dealt with the Ex files. The major question is, what do we do when the Ex File is placed on our desk to deal with, what is the best way to close the case?

The 2011 Holiday Season

For years I have longed to be on my own and form my own traditions. I never wanted to cut my family out of my life I just wanted to be on my own and have first and final say when it came to my life. As the years past and I got older life just seemed to become more and more mundane there was less and less I could look forward to. I used to get so excited when the holidays rolled around. I would get to see all my cousins, and my aunts and uncles and many years even my father. It was great, a day full of people who loved each other. There was gift giving, and eating but my favorite part was the laughs.

So much of the year was broken promises and next to no surprises that were good but come Christmas running down stairs to see what gifts my sister and I got was never a letdown. As I got older I got to experience the excitement  of going shopping for those I loved and the joy of watching them rip into their present to see the gift that I got for them. It meant more to me to give an appreciated present than to get one. I loved it when my mom and sister gave me a gift they were excited about. It never mattered what they gave just that they were excited to give me something. That look of anticipation on their faces. It meant the world to me and I enjoyed returning the same.

As I got older the presents became less and less and before long my mother didn’t even bother asking my sister and me what we wanted. My aunts and uncle stopped buying all their nieces and nephews presents. My cousins would decide to show some years and not others. Then my uncle began playing favorites and would only buy two of his four nieces presents. No one got excited for the holidays any more.  I would try to build up hype but it was always shot down with disappointment.

There were some years that my mom and grandmother didn’t feel like decorating. My sister and I would pull everything from my mom’s attic and I would do most of the decorating. It became depressing.

The year finally came that I had my own place. I was excited because it was all mine and I could decorate as I saw fit. I bought the best I could afford which was not that great but it was mine. I then got people at my new job excited and we decorated, it then became tradition for me to come in during the weekend and make it look all special. It was always appreciated. That year my job was the one who made my Christmas special and to this day I remember it fondly. My family on the other hand was boring. It would appear that as I got older my mother’s family just lost the love for the season and my father’s family knew the true meaning.

I would rush to my father’s mother’s house and we would tell jokes, I would hear stories of Christmases before I was born, we would eat a great Christmas feast and if there were presents they got opened but they were never the focus. In this grandparent’s house it was all about being together and sharing the greatest gift of all, love.

I latter went through some trying times and did not get to decorate for two years but I still had Grandma B’s.

Latter I moved in with my boy friend and I showed him my decorating skills. As he is Jewish I decorated the dining room for Hanukkah and I put the tree and other Christmas things in the living room. When Hanukkah was over I changed the dining room to match Christmas. My roommates loved it and my boyfriend’s family enjoyed it to.

This year is kind of said yet again, I am no longer with my Boyfriend and don’t have his family to celebrate with. My Father’s family is all struggling with various things and all my Christmas and Hanukkah stuff is in storage in New Jersey. I was going to get my friends together to make Christmas cookies but that looks like it’s not going to happen.

So this Christmas I am not buying presents and I am not asking for anything. I am just going to see how it all plays out. After all I am planning to become a Jew.