UPDATE: I added a disclaimer at the bottom of this post.
I’m actually bisexual, or pansexual, in the sense that I don’t care what’s between a person’s legs. I don’t care about a person’s biological sex. If I’m into someone, I’m into THEM regardless of their physique. I’m also bi in the sense that I DO like all kinds of private parts: cocks, cunts, a mix . . .whatever.
Now, considering I’ve proudly identified as bi for a number of years and that my first involvements in the queer community were as a board (not bored!!) member, and eventually president of a community group for bisexuals, I’m finding my increasing self-identification as gay interesting.
Over time, as I’ve masculinised myself, or rather as I’ve allowed my inner masculinity to radiate, I’ve noticed that what turns me on the most is a masculine presentation. Yes, I know masculine and feminine are largely social and cultural constructions. But I am attracted to a kind of energy and presentation that is usually labelled as “masculine”. Far be it for me to actually describe what that is. It’s something that I perceive and feel and don’t quite have words for right now. So in that sense, I see myself as gay.
However, it doesn’t matter to me what package that masculinity is in. I don’t care if it’s a butchy or tomboyish bio girl or transgirl or a masculine presenting transboy or bio boy. So in that sense I’m still bisexual or pansexual.
But it’s just fun to call myself gay for now. I reserve the right to change that in the future.
Disclaimer: I also reserve the right to be attracted to a feminine person. If I say I’m gay and that I tend to be attracted to people who project masculine energy, it doesn’t mean that I’m incapable of being attracted to someone who projects “feminine” energy. It depends on the person. I’m just observing a tendancy – nothing is set in stone. Who knows, I could fall madly in love with a pretty and feminine person someday.