Flesh is Flesh

 
The prospect  
of another man's cock
weaving its way up my asshole
has always seemed  
nightmarish in the extreme
Surely  
I would have to be  
behind bars
held down in the shower room  
and raped
after the bloodiest fight in history
for such an event to occur
 
Same sex attraction has always  
failed to intrigue
Though I do admit  
I was once momentarily inspired
by the smoothness  
of a young boy's neck
but swiftly ushered away  
any 'improper' thoughts
polite society might regard  
as taboo
 
Perhaps I have wondered
but no more than once  
whether a man's butt
has the same texture as a woman's
and if it does own
the same ripeness waiting to yield
would that sensation compensate
for not having breasts to fondle
or a clitoris to lick
 
As a gay acquaintance once told me:
You won't know  
until you've tried