I admit, I watch too much TV lately. Way too much. But a lot of it fascinates me on a visceral level, along with being on a level a little less visceral (which refers to the gut) and more to the Southerly directions.

Witness: The new reality show, Make Me a Supermodel. I Turned on the station, hoping to see repeats of my Top Chef. Instead I saw eight girls and eight hot guys, most of whom would have been recruited as hookers in my day outside of the Port Authority in New York. These guys will do anything. I refer most specifically to the photo shoot where they were all coupled up. Two of the young studs were asked to get down on a bed in front of the camera - both of them ’straight’, mind you - and they happily complied. In fact, one refereed to how his girlfriend would now think he was gay.

Well, dude. If you can lick your bud’s face, hold him, bump and grind against him…you ain’t got that far to go. And I definitely noticed some bulging going on under those black spandex panties both of you wore. Let’s hear it for reality TV.

- Jack X

That’s directed to you, EC. You sweet bastard.

I guess I’m not immune to this spirit of romance that’s being pushed at us from every direction. Some time ago, I was asked about what men are after. Well, sex, I replied. Which is true. But that’s only half the picture. The truth of it is, is that most of us are equally after love. What makes sex hotter than when his eyes burn into yours? What’s sexier than when, after sex, he stays and you hold each other?

Maybe we’re more animalistic than the average female. Yet I believe our hearts still function and beat to the right drummers, nonetheless. So don’t give up on getting it all, guys. After all, I still have hopes of nailing EC’s fickles heart.

- Jack X

A friend pointed out that my previous post was blatantly racist. I hollered. I denied it. Then I thought more about it. I dwelled. I pondered.

Most of us are racist, to one extent or another. I’m sure I am, to a degree. But I have huge problems with dudes who mask their own racism - that is to say, liking only Black men - under the guise of ‘preference’. Bias is bias, whether it’s a liking for a type or a dislike. And that’s racism. Calling it anything else is pure bullshit.
Then there was his issue with my saying that Black guys “are just like us”. Well, what if I had said that we’re just like them? Then would I be guilty of racism against white guys? My whole point is that racism has become such an inflated concept, it’s lost its validity. I do believe as well that REAL racism can only be combated one man at a time. You get to know the guy and you find  he is real and as human as you are.

Sorry to be so severe. I just wanted to explain my thoughts better, if I could.

- Jack X

I think I’ve mentioned this before but - what is the thing with white dudes chasing after black dick? I knew of this since long ago and never understood it. I used to call it the Mandingo Complex; white boys needing to submit to big Black bucks. Hell, I knew dudes who wouldn’t date a member of their own race. Had to be Black.

However, these days, I have a more visceral understanding. I’ve been with Black men. I’ve overcome my own bias and issues with it and, you know what? They’re just men. Like us. Except that they’re usually hung a lot better and last a lot longer. If that’s racist, I apologize. But I can’t ignore my experiences. Any thoughts?

- Jack X

Oh, I can say ‘bisex’ easy, EC. I’ve been preaching this sermon for a long time - the Net has opened up a world of sex for men and they’re damned happy to indulge in it.

But why is any of this surprising? We all know men live for one thing: to get off. We’re guided by our dicks. We play with them all the time and, straight or otherwise, a dick in the hand is a dick in the hand. So all the straight guys are now very ready to play. Call it bisex if you like but I tend to refer to it as just plain maleness. Sure, a lot of studs just want pussy. Yet even these fuckers are now open to a buddy’s mouth, or more.

- Jack X