Romance

I write romance. Such a lovely word, isn’t it? “Romance” Makes you pucker your lips a bit and leaves you with a smile at the end. It sparks ideals of soft caresses, gentle words and the best four-letter word out there, “love”.

I’m curious why there are so many–probably not many reading this blog *g*–who seem to think that romance can’t exist between two men. It’s kind of absurd, isn’t it? Men like caresses, men like to hear that they’re loved and admired. Okay, the average man may not like it quite as much as the average female (although I don’t quite believe that) but I don’t know any reasonable man who doesn’t want to know that someone thinks he’s pretty darn special.

I guess it’s partially due to the machismo thing, huh? I mean, men are supposed to be tough and strong. Able to take any blow in protection of what’s his, la-la-la. Hearing soft words, or worse, saying them, cuts into that doesn’t it. Bad enough that a guy has to force himself to do it when talking to a woman–who are, after all, the weaker sex and deserve the softer touch *snort*–but to say and do such things to/with another guy is just preposterous, isn’t it? Not!

But, oh man, isn’t it hot when the romance is there? When you’ve got a guy who’s a guy and he feels the need to say and do such things with his loved one, who just happens to be another guy? I mean, isn’t that amazingly cool?

And why can’t romance be shared between more than two? There’s someone you love and then there’s this other someone you love and, hey, they seem to think that each other is pretty special too. Isn’t that great? If you can get over feelings of doubt and inadequacy, feelings that maybe the other two love each other more, if the threesome is open enough, oh man, you don’t get protestations and soft touches from just one person but two?!

And, hey, I’m not leaving out the romance that could exist between women. Haven’t written much of it myself yet, but it’s just as beautiful with it’s own dynamic. After all, women are supposed to be touchy feely. Heck, I’ve had romantic moments with my best friends although they didn’t happen to lead to anything sexual. But we’ve had moments where we definitely protested love for one another and, if there was just a little more there…

Romance and love are the tools to hook people together and there are so many fascinating varieties of them. There are some varieties that are so extreme that people outside of the couple or the “scene” can’t even recognize them. But if it works for the two–or three, or more–people involved, it can work.

So I write romance, pure and simple. I get off on it. Some of it is loving, a lot of it is lusty, much of it is painful on one level or another. Most of what I write is happily-ever-after but some of it is just I-need-you-now. I like to get in people’s heads and make them fall in love and force the romance out of them, however it pours out. This, to me, is fun.

Written by Jet Mykles

Jet is a writer of sexual fantasy with a firm belief that all men are at least partially gay, that vampires are just people with a liquid diet and shapeshifters live on every block.
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