Are Traps Gay?

An analysis of interactions by heterosexual men with Traps, and if it makes them bisexual.

WRITTEN BY CJG

The Definition of a Trap, and the Definition of Homosexuality

The first thing we must explore when it comes to the burning question of if traps are gay
or not is what exactly a trap is, and how are we going to define homosexuality. A trap, as many
of you sexual deviants reading this already know, is a male that appears to be a female, to the
point where until the cock comes out you will believe that this person is indeed a female because
he is cute and feminine enough to make you think so, hence the word trap. Now that we have
established what a trap is we will move to the definition of homosexuality. The definition of
homosexuality is widely accepted as “The attraction to ones own sex”, obviously meaning the
attraction of men to men and women to women, but for the purposes of this trap question we will
fixate solely upon the men to men meaning.

A Trap Encounter Scenario

Now that we have established the meaning of trap, and the meaning of gay/homo, we will
move on to if a sexual encounter with a trap is indeed gay or not. Picture the following: I, Big
Nate, the juiciest, strongest sexual deviant hentai lover known to the world of discord is at a
party. I’m pretty fucked up, and after I downed 5 drinks I hit the bathroom with my bro to rail
some lines of blow so I’m wired up and horny as fuck too. I walk out of the bathroom and rally
some of the troops at the party that like to smoke loud and whip my bong out of my room,
heading outside with a group of my close guy friends and some random girls that came to the
party. I have a seat on one of the patio chairs and a cute, 110-115 pound “girl” wearing a dress
that shows a pretty good amount of smooth, sexy thigh that I was talking to earlier at the party
has a seat on my lap, leaning back with “her” head on my shoulder, giggling and smiling as I
wrap my arm around “her” as the bong rotates around the circle 4 or 5 times, everyone getting
pretty ripped before we head back inside, everyone but the people who were there for the
smokers circle having left the party. The “girl”, plied with drink and smoke by me is heavily
intoxicated, and so am I, my vision blurred and distorted as she clings onto me and me, unable to
think of a subtler approach in my current state and probably not needing to do so anyway say
“Want to see my room?” to “her”, watching “her” smirk and nod her head. We get back to my
room and the rest of my coke stash is sitting there on my desk, with my student ID card that I use
to chop it up right beside it. “She” takes a look at it as she sits down on my bed and looks up at
me with her red, glassy, fucked up eyes and bites “her” lip, asking in a cute begging way “Can I
please have some?” obviously trying to seduce me more, so I say yes. I grab the plate on my
desk and pour some of the coke out onto it, bringing the plate and my ID to the bed and sitting as
close to her as I can, the material of my jeans pressing up against her exposed thighs as I finish
chopping and roll up a $100 bill, snorting a fat line and rolling my eyes into the back of my head
as the sensation of power and pleasure takes control of my body, handing the scrunched, rolled
up bill over to “her” and watching “her” go to town on 3 lines in a row. She takes the plate and
puts it back on the desk, placing my ID and bill there along with it and looks back at me, our
bodies inches away from eachother as I smoothly slide my hand from “her” calf to “her” thigh,
resting it centimeters from the beginning of the hem of “her” dress as “she” leans into me,
expecting the kiss that I eagerly and sloppily give her, my energy levels and hyperawareness
given to me by the cocaine breaking through the crossfade stupor I was in from the weed and
alcohol as I slip my tongue into her mouth, my breathing deep and erotic as I push “her” back
onto the bed, our lips never unlocking as I wrap my right hand around “hers” holding it above
her head, my other hand still on her thigh as I inch it up, she gently bringing “her” left hand
down upon it as I draw closer to the crotch, stopping my advance. “She” looks me in my eyes
and says, “I want it in my ass baby…”. Without missing a beat or thinking about the red flags
this sends up, I take “her” hand and move it to my pants, “her” expert hands unbuttoning and
unzipping my jeans, slipping into my Calvin Klein briefs and wrapping around my half hard
cock, attempting to stroke it to life moreso than it was but the copious amounts of alcohol I
consumed preventing me from getting fully hard, so I stand up and open my desk drawer
popping a Viagra I have there for these occasions, dropping my pants and briefs and ripping my
shirt off, “her” eyes on my rock hard body as she stands as well, one hand stroking my growing,
massive, vein bulging cock, and the other tracing my muscled chest and shoulders, tracing the
veins along my bicep and forearm as my erection comes to full mast, my breathing hot and heavy
as I lean in and whisper in “her” ear. “You’ll never forget this”. I wrap my hand around her
throat as “she” looks at me in panic, her air circulation cut off before I quickly loosen up slightly,
keeping my large palms around “her” throat as I say “Where do you want me to fuck you?”,
followed by her stuttering out “i-in my ass…” “LOUDER” I say to her, raising my voice and
pushing “her” down on the bed, stomach first. “FUCK ME IN THE ASS” “she” says, looking
back at my chiseled, large body and my cock so pumped full of blood the veins looked like they
were going to burst, reaching back and pulling “her” dress up, pushing “her” panties down to her
knees and assuming the position, appearing to touch herself the whole time as I came down upon
her like a hawk upon its prey from the sky, a tube of K-Y jelly appearing in my hands as I apply
it to my cock and “her” ass, noticing it really isn’t that tight and wasting no time pushing in to
the hilt of my meat, pressing “her” into the bed as “she” moaned out “h-harder!”. I reach her
throat and wrap my hand around it again, my thrusting seeming to shake the entire room as she
takes the full force of my cock in deliberate powerful strokes “Take it BITCH” I say, pressing
myself into “her” for a final time as I reach orgasm, my grip on her throat tightening as I unload
my hot cum into “her” ass, groaning in pleasure and having the feeling amplified by feeling
“her” gasp for air, “her” moans and whimpers coming in a mixture of pleasure and pain. I pull
out after that very long 110 second session and slap my cock against “her” asscheeks, “You’re a
good little slut, aren’t you?” I say as I grab her shoulder, forcibly attempting to turn “her” onto
“her” back as she stutters out “w-wai-“but it’s too late, I roll “her” over on her back and my gaze
goes between “her” legs, and lo and behold, there is a fully erect 4-inch cock between them. I
blink a few times and look “her” dead in the eyes. “What the FUCK” I scream, barely able to
comprehend what is going on in my fucked-up state, my cock still hard from the Viagra even
though I came, my thought process just as blurred as my vision. “ILL KILL YOU BITC-“. I
cannot reveal more of the scenario for legal reasons, but just know that you should disclose all
information to me before we go through such an interaction.

Findings From the Scenario and Conclusions

So, In the scenario, I fucked a male in the ass. Does this make me gay? No. As we went
over earlier, homosexuality is the attraction by one to the same sex, which is something that I do
not have (mostly). However, fucking a man in the ass, regardless of if you knew it was a man or
not, is a homosexual act, so I committed a homosexual act. Committing such an act does not mean
that I am attracted to men, it just means I did something gay. Now, say this scenario occurred and
by the time I got “her” to my room she had no protests with me reaching my hand up “her” dress
to her crotch, and I felt her cock. This is where things get questionable when it comes to if traps
are gay or not, because I want this to be a firm, sweeping conclusion, not a situational question.
Having a cock indeed does make you a man, but it was not the masculinity I was attracted to that
caused me to get into such a situation with the man, it was the feminine female characteristics,
thus I am still not attracted to people of the same sex as me, which is the definition of
homosexuality, but I wanted to fuck someone of the same sex that appeared as the other sex. If I
know that this is a man with a cock, but I fuck him in the ass anyway because of his feminine
characteristics causing him to appear as a female, I am of the belief that this is indeed a homosexual
act, but it is a case where committing such an act does NOT change your sexuality and make you
gay, interaction with a trap is simply a grey area gay act that does not affect your sexuality as a
whole, because you are still not defined as a homosexual due to not being attracted to men, you
are lured in by the feminine characteristics that do not define men as a whole, and in fact usually
define women, which is why as a heterosexual man you actually should be attracted to traps or you
are gay yourself. So to move on to the final conclusion, I believe that Traps are NOT gay under
the following conditions. 1. You are attracted to the feminine characteristics of the trap 2. You do
not sexually pleasure the trap by interacting with his penis in any way whatsoever 3. You define
yourself as a heterosexual man and have never had any type of sexual interaction with another
masculine male. Traps, while clearly and obviously gay as fuck themselves, do not in fact make
you gay if you decide to fuck them. The end.