Update: I have fallen in love with a couple. I’m sweetly confused because I like each man individually, yet loving their union much more. One being a Taurus and the other a Cancer, I fit snuggly in between with my Gemini contribution. Do I provide balance? Or am I fun third wheel? It is very strange, how being involved with a triad gives me the freedom and acceptance I so sorely need. Revolving around them, I occasionally land for a night or two, only to fly back to my single life as usual. No one’s lonely or requesting more; it’s quite perfect…almost.
When you cross three, versatile men, you can imagine the infinite possibilities. I’ve been bent into every direction, every dimension; I’ve been the recipient and the projector, sometimes simultaneously. Every time we make love, I feel as if something of cosmic proportions happens; as if I mailed a package to God’s Address…and He signed for it! I feel so charged when I am around them; I can’t keep my hands to myself. Alternately, I am so fulfilled when I go home; sex/love is the last thing on my mind…unless the number three pops up.
There is one thing that has kept me perplexed since we’ve been together: There’s a small void. We’re all bisexual, thus, to a degree there’s still enough room for a woman. Isn’t that amazing? Despite the advanced trick where I open my mouth wide enough to take both their cocks. Despite the ever revolving, four handed massages which leave no one left out.
Despite the 69-ing/1 & the gay-sex-cubed, there’s still unknown variable: woman.
What's the value of this variable? I don’t know. Now, I'm famous for intelsexualizing the bare basics and missing the point entirely. I’m ashamed to admit that pondering a woman’s worth is giving me a headache.
(1) It’s beyond sexual, for we have all of the orifices we need.
(2) It’s beyond domestic, for everyone can cook and clean very well.
(3) It’s beyond sensitivity and understanding, because we have expanded our masculinity to include it.
(4) It’s beyond everything I’ve been taught that women are supposed to provide.
Yet the void persists…
I really hate to pose this question, but what's so special about women? I know there has to be some value, but it’s hard to not see a man with those same qualities. Outside of childbirth, beautiful breasts and soft skin, I am short on answers. For example, I truly love my mother, I think she is an incredible person; but can her qualities be attributed to femininity? Or is she independently great outside of gender?
Could someone help me out with this?
