Really. After taking the initial steps of coming out to them, you'd expect insightful hard-hitting questions about coping with brutal intolerance in a heterosexual world or dealing with an unsupportive Asian family but instead what we usually get are impossibly frivolous interrogatives about our deviant sexual habits. Expecting to face Larry King, we get Jerry Springer instead.
Based on that seven second rule, I guess boys will be boys after all. :P
Got my back to the wall! Now tell me about the sex!
One of the first questions I get after coming out to them is the anal question. Although I'm sure anal intercourse isn't as common as commonly believed - for the curious straight boys, it's all about the sordid buttsex. Buggery might be a whispered taboo during schooldays but obviously it has remained lodged somewhere in distant collective memory of fears unknown.
Since anything remotely phallic approaching the sanctity of their tight sculpted asses strikes them as terrifyingly treacherous ( and vaguely sacrilegious! ), they simply cannot fathom how it can be something to be greatly desired for insatiable bottoms. Although the specifics are obvious enough, they don't seem to be able to restrain themselves from digging for the tawdry down-and-dirty details.
Just like those perverted voyeurs who peer to look at nasty traffic accidents. They fear what they might find but it still doesn't stop them from going to take a closer look :P
Straight Guy : So tell me.. what about the... uhh.. the sex?
Paul : Sex is sex.
Straight Guy : Well, you know! How, where, what - exactly which slot does item A fit in?
Paul : You need to ask?
Straight Guy : Doesn't it hurt?
Honestly, I'm no authority on homosexual sexual habits but the how and the where is simple enough after all. Apart from gross genetic mutations or violent stab-wound trauma, there aren't too many gaping slots in the human body.
But does it hurt? Do you really need to ask?
Try it with a cucumber and you tell me. :P