What It Feels Like for a Girl
Have you ever asked a guy his name after you’ve introduced the back of your throat to his penis?
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We’ve all been there (down that same alleyway, probably). Hands and knees. Yum yum, sir, now what do I call you? Steve? Wonderful. John? Nice to meet you! If there’s one thing I’ve learned about men who accept blowjobs from strangers it’s that they are always called one of the two. Anonymity can be hot and there’s an endless supply of explorative cocks all purple-headed for anonymous orifices... and why not eh? Honestly, if some dude cums in the woods and no-one hears the groans, did that sperm really fall?
How much personal information should you offer in these sticky situations though? In exclusively gay settings it’s slightly more straightforward. But if a trans lady opens her mouth for some hot young stud, does he need to know she was born male? What if she’s had ‘the op’? Debretts lacks an entry on these sort of, umm, entries, sadly, but I’m assuming that if a man sticks his doo-dar in you without asking your name, you don’t matter to him. So whatever you have (or had) in your knickers shouldn’t matter either. Besides, did he actually say he was straight? People don’t always reveal everything before sex and sometimes they lie. No, John, I don’t believe you. You don’t love me. But stick it in anyway.
While every case is different, I can’t help feeling that a recent ruling in Scotland set a dangerous precedent for trans people – and indeed anyone who’s exchanged bodily fluids without first sharing their life story and/or medical history. Chris Wilson pled guilty to a bizarre charge of ‘obtaining sexual intimacy by fraud’. Essentially, he didn’t tell his sexual partners that he was born female (he also lied about his age, but that’s another issue). He got probation and community service, but could have been sent to prison. Should we lock people away for keeping their gender identity private? I don’t know about you, but that leaves a rather nasty taste in my mouth.