Gay Pride 2011 too much of a party?
Gay Pride has come and gone this year, and I had to think about what it meant. Why? I was invited to many events over the past weekend, and while each one was different in theme, there was one consistent: Sex. At the first party I went to, two of my friends left after picking up drunken men. I didn’t hear from either one of them until the next night. Then, another friend of mine showed up with his new boyfriend. I hadn’t seen him in a while, and we talked for a bit. I finally had to excuse myself because they started making out and then groping each other in the bar. They never noticed that I left.
On the next night, I went to a big outdoor party. I would say about ninety percent of the men were over 40, and about 80 percent were shirtless. I talked to a few, but mostly hung out with my straight girlfriend. Why? All of the men were feeling each other up and drinking massive amounts of booze. I gave up talking to most of them after about an hour, but each time I would walk by any of them, they’d be making out with one or two people, putting their hands down their pants, grabbing their asses, or fingering them.
Yes, that’s gay pride.
I’m not a prude—heck, I write a blog for a gay porn site—but sometimes I think we’ve turned gay pride into orgy pride. When I think about what I’m proud of, being able to love a man openly is one aspect. I don’t, however, feel the need to prove that love by fucking anything in front of me. I was so exhausted by the end of the weekend I told a friend of mine I didn’t want to see anymore gay people for another year—maybe Pride 2012.
-David
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