When ‘Top or Bottom?’ Sabotages Sex And Makes Romance Irrelevant

When ‘Top or Bottom?’ Sabotages Sex And Makes Romance Irrelevant

My name is Jeremy, and I’m a…Well, I’m not exactly a Top, although if things go there, that’s where you’ll find me. And I’m not a Bottom, but only because the one time I tried, when I was 22, it hurt so bad that I swore, “Never again!”

A higher threshold for pain might make me Versatile, but frankly, if I could get away with it, I’d spend most of the rest of my sex life just making out and cuddling. Maybe it’s my aging libido or my rising frustration when a perfectly enjoyable kissing session is cut short by an overzealous guy reaching for my crotch.

It’s not that I don’t enjoy getting busy in the nude, but as ’90s pop-and-R&B superstar Monica once sang: “I want to get down, but not the first night.” And then, can we get a little more foreplay up in here and not immediately reach for the condoms?

Or leave them out completely. I’m not promoting unsafe sex. I’m just saying that sex without penetration can rock just as hard. I prefer it, but based on evidence I’ve collected in bed over the years, I’m in the minority.

Unfortunately, that particular predilection often dims future prospects with guys who leave my bed smiling on the outside but disappointed on the inside, or the ones who lose interest the moment I own it. I could swear some of them are thinking: If you’re not going to top me or bottom for me, you’re nothing.

“So what else is there to do then?”

That’s what Paul asked when I told him I’m just not that into anal sex, particularly when it’s compulsory endgame. He was looking at me like I was damaged goods, although I’d just spent the last half hour topping him for the first time, at his insistence and much to his apparent pleasure.

We’d done so much more that night and every night since we’d met several days earlier at a beach bar in Rio. Now he was saying that getting topped was the only part of it that really mattered.

I’ve had awkward moments with Tops, too. Some have tried to pressure me into letting them in, much like the one who convinced me to when I was 22. Years later, I had a fantastic time in bed with a self-described Top I met at Wonder Bar in New York City, who didn’t apply any pressure at all. But the morning after, he made an announcement.

“It’s too bad we can’t be fuck buddies.”

“Why not?”

“We’re both tops. What would we do?”

Did he really have to ask after keeping me up all night with everything but penetration? I understand that some guys simply enjoy anal sex and want to have a lot of it. That’s fine. But do they have to make those of us who don’t feel like failures in bed–or discard us altogether?

In a community where we add new letters to LGBTQI to make it more encompassing (in the beginning, it was just “LGB”), we can’t stop applying labels to divide ourselves and limit our dating and hook-up pools: “Top” or “Bottom”? “Twink,” “otter,” “cub,” or “bear”? “L,” “XL,” or “XXL”? “Masc” or “fem”? “Dom” or “sub”?

With the ascent of online dating, for many, we’ve ceased being individuals, and we’re now just whatever category fits. I’m alternately “a top,” “a black top,” or “a big black top” to some guys who don’t bother to ask my name.

Our insistence on defining ourselves and others as Tops and Bottoms has spawned something called “top privilege,” which I recently read about for the first time. Despite the symbiosis between Tops and Bottoms, there’s apparently a lot of resentment and outright animosity. Are they sometimes actually having hate sex?

According to top privilege, many who identify as Bottom believe they do all the work (the prep work is a little mind-blowing), as if those who identify as Tops can get strong, enduring hard-ons just because the other guy shows up. They also feel some Tops treat Bottoms like second-class gays.

Personally, I have nothing but respect for anyone who can take it like a man—yes, like a man. But the more I think about top privilege, and the more I hold it up to white/male/straight privilege, forerunners that no doubt inspired the concept, the more trivial it seems. In this PC age, where we are constantly coming up with new terms to label the ways in which we make each other feel small, can there actually be privilege if a community is open to everyone?

Despite attempts to track down a missing biological link (which inadvertently and incorrectly implies that anal sex – and by extension, topping and bottoming – are strictly gay things or even defining gay things), there’s no conclusive evidence that whether we consider ourselves Tops or Bottoms is not ultimately and literally a matter of sexual preference. Even if we were predisposed to enjoy one role over the other, the labels would not be indivisible from who we are the way race, gender, and sexual orientation are.

Can we legitimately use them to victimize one group and demonize another in the same vein? What a lovely gay world it would be if we didn’t divide and limit ourselves by obsessing over labels in the first place. Think of all the potential Mr. Rights we wouldn’t miss out on just because they checked a certain box on Grindr.

Versatile should be the new black. That’s not just “versatile” as in flexible enough to flip in bed, but also flexible enough to transcend “type”-casting (“Bears” only! “Masc” only!), and especially flexible enough to have great sex without “Top or Bottom?” being the crux of it.

There’s so much more to great sex, and anyone who thinks there isn’t hasn’t been doing it right.

[This piece was originally published on Queerty]

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  1. Mandy
    April 26, 19:55 Reply

    Lol. This guy is called a Side, and they’re the most marginalized sexual group in the gay community. This piece is kinda funny. These sex roles labels aren’t going anywhere soon.

  2. Swan King
    April 26, 23:56 Reply

    It’s interesting to learn that there are more people like me in the gaybourhood.

  3. Orobo Hunter
    April 27, 18:45 Reply

    Preach baby! Penetrative sex is overrated biko. There’s a thin line between labels and definitions…

  4. CHUCK
    April 28, 19:05 Reply

    If someone wants anal sex, they sre entitled 26yo dump you if you won’t do anal. This is why you should tell them you don’t do anal so they can decide if you are compatible or not.

    This sounds immature and dramatic. People are allowed to like what they like.

  5. Cleo
    April 28, 19:55 Reply

    Power to the Sides!!! Yass!!

  6. Stretch
    May 07, 07:47 Reply

    Good to know that there r sides in the world. Let’s live and let live

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