I'm gay, and I like penises very much.

The post about the "penis power trip" resonated with me, though.

I was in 2nd grade and I had two of my friends over after school to work on homework. We were sitting around the dining room table and my mom was out of sight in the kitchen. I desperately wanted these boys to like me. We were friends, but of course I didn't think anyone would ever truly be my friend. So I felt like I needed to entertain them. My mom made us a snack and would bustle in and our of the room every so often. I thought it would be funny if I started acting goofy when she was out of the room and then suddenly rever to staid normalcy when she returned. I started out with silly faces, but then escalated each time to get a better reaction. Eventually, I jumped on top of the table and pulled down my pants and waved my penis around.

Needless to say, this is one of those memories I usually block out of my conscious mind with my "It didn't happen" mantra -- as I remained in contact with these kids through elementary and high school, I was never able to look them in the eye again.


We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
~ Oscar Wilde