It's strange that I find his beauty compelling, and the sexual interaction and energy and connection between him and Justin MORE than compelling, while at the same time literally feeling something close to revulsion at the thought of touching either one of them.
I know most of my friends brush that off and say, "Well, duh, that's because you're a lesbian," but I don't think that's really the whole story. I know a few dykes who have Brian Kinney as "the only guy I'd fuck," and a large number of straight women who feel exactly the way I do.
I can't deny his beauty reached out through the TV screen and dragged me in. Nor that I watch his sex scenes with Justin -- and only Justin; the others do nothing for me, in fact, some of them are hysterically funny and some are disturbing to me, but none of them are hot -- and find them erotic as hell.
But that doesn't translate into desire for either of them.
I've come to believe that sexual response is just a lot less straightforward than I ever realized, even given the life I've lived!