Okay. Enough is enough. No more science, no more discussion, no more surveys. Sex is just plain sex and I love it. Always have and always will – until the day I die – I hope. When you peal away all the research and all the opinions given my learned folk, when it comes down to it, it is all just talk. So what is reality? Probably different is some way for each of us as our realities are based on on perceptions and the story we create within our brains. So let me give you my version of reality.
I am bisexual. That means I enjoy sexual relationships with men and women. Period. So I refuse to accept a label (except for the purpose of hashtags for my blog). I refuse to define myself (except when someone, especially my wife, wants to know what makes me tick). When I am in my own little world, with my own thoughts and feelings, I just do not give a damn about opinions and labels. Sex is sex and it is a big part of my life. It gets my body all charged up and ready to take on the day. It gets my brain chemistry all straightened out and ready to solve all the problems of the world. It gets my soul centered in my prime chakra so that I can feel the pulse of the universe. It gets my spirit flying to the place where eternity begins and never ends. Sex makes me feel one with the body and soul of my dear beloved. Sex (even if it is just sexual tease talk) makes me feel connected with my best friend and fellow bisexual Mr. L.. Sex keeps this old bod and brain alive and is a big part of the love I feel for others.
Are all men attracted to both males and females? Of course not. Are all women attracted to both males and females? Of course not. Are we all bisexual? Of course not. Is bisexuality in the body or the brain or perhaps the mind? Who cares. I am what I am, and I am bisexual.