From a universal level I love all humans on a brotherly/sisterly level. If you'd rather I call you my brosis, that is cool. All through school I was friends with all, and of the ladies appreciated the butch girls more because they didn't get grossed out by me as much, or call me weird.
With men I feel a unity that is from our core operating system. I had a dream that illustrates this; in my simplification of the universe, men are royal blue and women are red. In the dream I laid on a grass field watching the stars, and above me two spinning galaxies appeared--one red, one blue. The red one faded to black and the blue galaxy engulfed me.
My older bro was the first non-online human I told about my man love. He died last year from complications of 10 kidney surgeries for some rare blood buildup, so I can say this without fear of his embarrassment. The first man porn I ever saw were in his files. He maintained that they were collateral download from his other porn viewing, but we're talking specific movie files. I can fall in love with females but not sexually, and I was being driven mad by this at the time I told him. I left high school (sophomore year) and was about to drown myself in a creek, and then heard my dad saying "Never give up," which he always says. The last person I saw before leaving my school that day was my friend Andy, the lacrosse goalie I defended who liked to ram his goalie stick in my ass when I was close enough, haha. Anyway after I heard my dad's voice I then felt a wave of hope and decided to tell my bro in case he was feeling the same way. He got back from college the next month and I told him we had to go for a jog because I had to tell him something. When we got outside, he said "Let me guess, you got a girl pregnant." I laughed and said no. He jokingly said "You're gay," and I said yeah. And he said "Really?!" And showing how lucky I am to have had a bro like this, his next response was "Well you know I love you no matter what." He then said that if he was, he wouldn't have the balls to tell anyone.
This I use as a test sample of all men. It leads me to believe that there are enough bisexuals out there that if the culture offers enough established manworthy movies and music, these men that also love men will feel free to choose without the risk of ridicule, because a path will exist for the men's men to trot. Whereas now only those with the strongest backbones swim against the stream to meet another guy, this would ease many developmental horrors for homos, making more well-adjusted men ready to have families and smile wide.
When I'm aroused, men are all that exist. I quit playing football because I didn't want to get a boner in the locker room, switched to lacrosse. On the lacrosse field, I'd get so aroused by the stench of lacrosse pads, the shafts everywhere, the balls in the sack, the dudes in their prime, that I had to imagine sky-scraper tall women belly dancing to keep myself from getting a boner. Now my mind games are such that I don't even have to think about females to keep my guy sleeping. When I'm done working out, I'm one of the guys that doesn't wear a swimsuit to the shower, and I think of the guys as fellows who open doors for you, nod, say some words if there's stimuli.
Seeing such a drastic change from that day leaving school to drown myself, 6 years later, my family knows, my fellow students, coworkers know, and all are adjusted and love me as much as anyone did before. Because of this, yesterday at both Thanksgivings (mom's side and dad's side) while looking at my family talking I experienced a feeling of fulfillment so powerful that I can only describe it as if my heart were a plant bud that turned gold and I was feeling the dew drip, causing ecstasy.
I can't wait until I get this feeling from observing the healthy men loving men in music and movies all over the world culture map. I'll be trailblazing this arena with my music, film and sculpture/paintings. From hearing a lot of you other niggers I know there's a global audience for manfare, and comments like "Nay" "Feminine is instant boner kill" and something along the lines of "I want my guy to grunt, spit and break bolders with his feet" are test samples of the global population, not even counting the bisexuals in denial. Imagine a future where guys are equally as expected to turn to each other as their co-eds when high school hits. This is the way of nature, and will do wonders for the population crisis.
Wherever you fall on the spectrum, represent.