Sometimes I wonder what the formative experiences of my life were; what made me the way I am?

I don’t wonder this in a negative way, I don’t want to change, but I wonder.

I think Freddie Mercury was one of the men who forms part of the cornerstone of what I look for and want in a man.

I was a Queen fan from way back. Even when I was a little kid, I loved Queen. The music was beautiful and epic. His voice was captivating.

And good god was he hot. Especially in the 70’s - that was my idea Freddie, and really a model for my ideal man. Tall. Skinny. Pretty.

Oh, and super gay.

Yeah, super gay. Or at least 85% gay with a healthy 15% bisexuality thrown in there. He did shag a few women.

Between him, David Bowie, and Jim Morrison, its no wonder my ideal male and gender identity got all confused. All that cock sucking! (Well, not Jim. As far as I know, he was pretty straight.) And the tight leather pants? It totally explains my thing for Sebastian, and his legs. (And the long hair, and guitar playing, and butt sex, and hell, even my love of men in skirts!)

So thank you Freddie Mercury, for convincing me to play the piano (badly) and love mostly gay scrawny pretty boys like yourself!