It is a common question that I get from curious passengers on the gay to straight erotica wild train. I usually just brush that inquiry off without giving it too much thought. This is, after all, just fiction. In fiction, almost anything goes, and maybe certain real-life axioms will just have to be shrugged off to the wayside to fulfill a new exotic world that only exists in our imagination.

I am, though, now going to address this issue since, no matter how much an avid reader and fan of gay to straight erotica will try to put it aside, this question still lingers in the background. Most of the worlds created in this genre do, in fact, take place in real-world timelines. It seems as though we take everything from real life as it exists, minus bisexuality and the fact that most gay men cannot fully convert to a straight sexual identity, where all they think about is tits and pussy.

Although real-life conversion is possible (as many things are, including a straight man converting to gay), the likelihood of a gay man discovering he also has a thing for the ladies and therefore is bisexual is also more likely than the former. Thus we are forced to address the question of bisexuality in relation to this niche which is based on real life possibilities and those of us who are fans of gay to straight erotica refuse to even consider that bisexuality is the more likely culprit than say a gay man falling all over himself at the sight of a naked busty MILF while his desire for cock is just simply forgotten. Are we a bunch of weirdo biphobes?

For one, the point of this genre is not to engage in bi erasure. That was not the point all along. Neither was it the goal to engage in gay erasure either. Our beloved fictional characters are only a few out of a whole stack of potential gay men. Except for a couple of plot lines (for example, a virus seems to turn all gay men straight), most gay men in our alternate universe do not seem to convert or even try pussy. Even for those gay men who do, some of them remain gay or at least gay-identifying or homoflexible. It can be argued that such a group of mysterious gay men is also engaging in the dreaded bi-erasure since they refuse to admit to their bisexuality once their hard, fat cocks sink into a waiting wet female pussy.

But this gate-keeping, though, does go against the LGBT stance (at least what most members of the LGBT community advocate for) in that people should identify as they wish, that we as humans are entitled to our own bodily autonomy and not be peered-pressured into assuming a sexual role (like straight) that does not fit who we really are in the inside. I agree.

Just because a gay man has dipped his dick inside a woman does not mean he must therefore be bisexual, and this refusal to accept that as an axiomatic fact (even though it isn’t, as all sexual labels, including straight, are by far mostly social constructs), he is committing a crime against the bisexual community. And this is just too existentialist for me. Human sexuality, like most things humans do, is complex. 

Our sexual proclivities are much more nuanced than we care to admit. And so by insisting on the bisexual label regardless of the obvious nuances seems to be a little sloppy, and if not, imposing to say the least.
We can easily make arguments against those who persist in categorizing non-exclusive homosexual norms as “bisexual” by also asking if they are engaging in homoflex-erasure, or even heteroflex-erasure. Who is really erasing whom? 

And what about gay men who experience strong and pronounced shifts in their sexuality to the point that heterosexual desires are at the forefront? We may actually unintentionally erase ourselves and each other all the time. The same goes with straight men who suddenly feel fluxes in their sexual attraction to other men or femboys. These experiences can make the person going through them feel as though they are outcasts, so it makes sense they would slap the bisexual label, or, for straight men in particular, just remain straight. 

In the end, the potential for diverse sexual experiences is lost to fulfill our “proper” sexual roles that (at least Western) society has corralled everybody into. Bisexuality is, under these circumstances, being misapplied and being stolen, if you will, by brain-dead do-gooders from real people (the majority of whom are women) who actually feel relatively equal sexual and romantic attractions to both genders.

A real bisexual man would have no trouble falling in love with a woman or a man. Depending on his tastes, he can be viewed as a suitable romantic partner or even husband by either gender. He’s loyal and does not cheat simply because he craves dick (or pussy). If he does end up cheating, it would be for other, more mundane or complex reasons other than genitalia. A bisexual man can, and they do, become loyal husbands to a wife, or another husband, without the need to crave the dick or pussy that his wife or husband is lacking. He is satisfied with what he has until he isn’t, like most normal people who are either straight or gay.

Yes, I said a real bisexual man. You read that right. There’s nothing wrong with saying that. They do exist. In contrast, if we continue to mislabel a homoflexible or just some gay dude who only craved pussy at random intervals as “bisexual,” we would devalue what that label ought to mean. Ironically, this form of bi-erasure can be more socially damaging, as potential partners would view real bisexual men with suspicion, thanks to others who are also called bisexual and are in reality merely transitory, as they fail to fully sexually embrace a partner of either gender. This does more harm than good in the end.

All the supposed “bisexuals” that I have seen on social media have posted and liked posts that are exclusively homosexual. Never once do they pay homage to a sexy chick or heterosexual intercourse. They create the illusion that there is no real difference between them and those who are actually sexually attracted to both genders. But there has to be some difference between someone who enjoys only gay porn and someone who enjoys both gay porn and porn with hot chicks. Am I missing something here? Probably, or probably not. They are either just labeling themselves or others as bi and using it as a throwaway identity for convenience or other narcissistic purposes.

Gay to straight to erotica does not need to engage in genocidal bi erasure. I am pretty sure that bisexuals do, in fact, exist in these fictional settings. The thing is that bisexuals are not the focal point of this genre, and that should be a simple, straightforward explanation. What makes this niche so… Well, niche, is that while the characters may question their sexual identity and try to make sense of what they are experiencing by dancing around the bisexual label, they cannot deny that there is something special about breeding a fertile pussy with gay seed. They can either remain gay and just secretly enjoy a good rump with a big tit slut, or they can experience a life-changing event in which their only option is to convert to straight, as pussy is just too good to ignore for the sake of political correctness. And that is what makes this genre unique and hot.

Realizing that one is bisexual in this setting is less risqué, and the story can pretty much end there. Nothing wrong with that, but it is not raunchy or even depraved. What makes most erotica so fascinating is how much of our own sexual anxieties and supposed sexual depravity (up to a certain point, of course) can be normalized in easy-to-read literature. A lot of these scenarios may not be ideal in real life, and thus, they only exist on paper (or screen) and in our imagination. And that is normal in many ways.

Call it bi-erasure, while you un-ironically engage in bi-erasure yourself, if you must. In the end, this niche is severely and brutally honest and sincere, and sure, it is not for everyone. In the end, it is meant to be a healthy release for those of us who find such politically incorrect and even raunchy sexual shenanigans as a gay man going straight to be a huge turn on. 

Don’t worry, we can tell ourselves: it is only a fetish. I won’t tell on you if you like it.