DEGREE OF GAYNESS I
I was curious: what % of men are unconsciously gay and suppressing it? I am an assistant professor at the local university and finally cooked up a research study to examine the question. Also my gay friend had moved out of town and I was getting horny. I made a simple erection meter, collected a number of slides of naked men and women and put out an invitation for volunteers to study the question in the town newspaper: "Needed, men ages 50 to 60 to participate in a study of sexual orientation. Your identities will be entirely anonymous" I figured at that age it would take a reasonable amount of arousal to produce a good erection.
Naturally I tried my erection meter on myself: it involved a loose cuff around the penis just behind the glans connected to a very sensitive scale with a nylon cord just long enough to reach to the scale when the penis was raised 45 degrees from pointing at my feet. The harder the organ the more forcefully it Iifted, tightened and pulled on the cord. Pictures of naked girls, legs spread to fully expose their pussies, lifted my tool to score six on the meter but naked erect men scored nineteen. Figures, I had realized years ago I was on the gay side as a bisexual man.
Subjects first checked a questionnaire as to their heterosexual/homosexual preference.
The first respondent to my to my advertisement was an obese man with a small tool. I had installed a full length see through mirror in the bathroom years before. He donned a hood with an open panel across the eyes and entered the testing room. I hooked him up to the erection meter and flashed twenty pics on the screen. Ten female and ten male. Nothing. His organ never budged. I suggested he visit his doctor for a prescription of Viagra. The same day a tall dude named Dave scored eight on the meter with girls and and zip for guys. So far I was disappointed.
The next respondent looked like someone out of a cowboy movie down to a toothpick in his mouth. That went into the wastebasket when he put on his hood. Lanky, tall, sun worn face with a long flaccid cock. I got him into the erectometer and started the slideshow. Three naked women, the last with legs spread to show an erect clitoris and his tool darn near lifted the meter off the table. Naked erect men and the erection disappeared.
Whoa! The next man I recognized as the university head of the chapel. A vociferous Protestant minister. No surprise, he stated his orientation as 100% heterosexual. He barely scored a 2 with female pics but 5 with men. "Stupid and inaccurate," he said. " I can't imagine what kind of nonsense you will discover with this project." I removed the cuff from his penis and with my touch his erection increased markedly. He fled from the room mumbling, "Total nonsense."
Fred was a thirty two year old nice looking bloke. He stated his preference as a string of question marks. His profile noted he was a bachelor. We chatted a bit, he said he had been engaged four years ago but the relationship fell through. "I just don't have much of a sex drive," he said. He had a rather lengthy flaccid penis which barely filled and elongated viewing the naked women. When the pictures of naked men half of which were erect were presented, his penis rapidly filled, rose and scored the maximum of twenty five on the scale. I released his organ from the scale and it rose to about forty five degrees above horizontal. It had to be at least ten inches and his testicles were drawn up to nestle on either side of his tool.
He was blushing and obviously embarrassed. I said, "You must have had a problem at school taking gang showers," I said. Silence for a bit and then he said, "Yeah, I had to masturbate before gym class. But I didn't know whether all the guys had the same problem."
"So you haven't had any sexual experience with gay men?" I said. He shook his head. I suggested he might enjoy it. His expression of concern changed to one of interest. "How about we masturbate together? I mean we don't touch each other, we just individually do it!" I said.
"Safe enough, I guess I'm game." He said. His erection had subsided but as I undressed his tool began to rise again. Mine followed suit an in seconds we were both fully erect. My eight incher pointing straight ahead and his pointing at the ceiling. Staring at each other's genitalia I began to slowly stroke my penis and he did the same. Almost immediately the precum began to ooze from his meatus. I wasn't timing it and I could have been off the mark a little but in no more than thirty seconds he let out a quiet "o, o, oH, OH." And his organ began to gush. And gush about eight times high volume gushes. Pretty damn exciting and I began to squirt a lot quicker than I usually do by myself.
"Well, like it or not I did discover the reason for my low sex drive. But I'll need to get comfortable with the road I'm driving," he said.
I didn't hear from him and didn't expect but then he called a week later and asked if he could come back and talk to me.
TO BE CONTINUED
"The danger of communication lies in the assumption it has been accomplished." G B Shaw