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Recently, a questionnaire for transsexuals was passed around on
various transgender- oriented email lists. It had clearly been
written by someone on the male-to-female spectrum who didn't know
much about folks on the female-to-male spectrum, and a few of
the questions were a bit problematic for the guys on the FTM list
I was on. There were several complaints about that, but one particular
complaint spurred a heated debate that split the list. The author
of the questionnaire asked several questions about whether the
transsexuals in question had started out as fetishistic transvestites
- people who have eroticized dressing up as the opposite gender,
and do it during partnered sex or masturbation. One FTM loudly
announced that this was particularly inappropriate, as "FTMs don't
do that sort of thing".
He was countered, equally loudly, by a few bold FTMs who declared
that they did, indeed, do that sort of thing, and that they had
started out as FTVs - female fetishistic transvestites. It was
also pointed out that by declaring that no one in a certain group
does a certain thing, the experiences of those who are actually
doing it are devalued and silenced. Others joined in the debate,
some recounting their FTV-like experiences, some recounting similar
experiences but arguing desperately that they "weren't really
transvestism" because that was something that "everyone knows
only male-bodied people do". Still others angrily countered that
if cross-dressing got you hard or wet, you weren't a "real transsexual"
and shouldn't have been allowed to transition. As this was directed
at some transmen who had been living comfortably as male for over
a decade, it was not well received.
The background for this argument is fifty years of assumptions
by sexual researchers that women don't have the kind of nasty,
humiliating, ridiculous-looking sexual fetishes that men do. Women
are above that sort of thing; their sexuality is healthy and normal-looking
- or on the other end of the speculative spectrum, prudish and
uptight. Getting a charge from tottering around in high heels
or lacy panties is something that comes from too much testosterone,
and if a woman puts on high heels or picks up a riding crop or
straps on a dildo, she's doing it to please her partner. This
myth has been swallowed whole not only by men but by many lesbians
as well; thus the famed debate over the existence of leatherdykes.
And if women don't have paraphilias, then they certainly don't
cross-dress, or at least not for sexual purposes. If a woman puts
on a suit and tie, she's doing it to break gender stereotypes,
to take on butch masculine power, to perform drag....not to get
herself hot and wet. And what goes for women, this argument continues,
goes for people who started out women as well.
Except that it's not true. One example of this is the recent (as
in the last decade) upwelling of daddy-boy play in the dyke community.
In fact, it seems to be the most common and beloved way of sexually
structuring a butch-on-butch relationship. This dynamic started
among BDSM leatherdykes who were plundering leatherfag erotic
structures in order to find something that wasn't riddled with
the opposition scenario of heterosexuality. Over the past several
years, however, it's spread to lesbian venues less concerned with
power dynamics and more interested in hot queer sex. Some couples
may even switch the roles back and forth, especially if they're
only sexual and not part of their daily interactions.
Some of the daddy-boy play that I've seen was performed with such
depth of gender- crossing that I didn't feel that the labels of
"cross-dressing" or "transvestism" could be denied. However, when
I talked to the girl-boys in question, they bridled at the words,
although I wasn't able to get a good reason why those words weren't
applicable except that "we're women!" I'm sorry, if it looks like
a duck and quacks like a duck....or, in other words, when Daddy
wears a fake moustache, has bound breasts and refers to his boy's
tits as "pecs"....or when the boy shaves male pattern baldness
"points" into his hairline and gets wet over wearing a baseball
cap......or when the hottest part of the scene for both is when
the boy is on his knees sucking his daddy's huge realistic strap-on
cock while rapidly jerking his own......I'm sorry, guys, but it's
fetishistic cross-dressing.
Not all the people I spoke to denied this; in fact some outspokenly
admitted their kink. Tannin, a bisexual woman who cross-dresses
regularly as her male persona, says: "I identify as a transvestite,
with all the ambiguities and sexual connotations and all that,
but the thing I share with my transsexual brothers and sisters
is the underriding demon of 'who will want me?' FTM TVs are invisible,
beyond invisible, mythical creatures! I have to explain that TV
stands for transvestite, not television. We aren't acknowledged."
Rob, an FTM transsexual who "very definitely started out as a
fetishistic transvestite", ruefully sums up the problem: "Most
people who want women in bed, don't like men in bed. That goes
especially for men, since statistically fewer men are Kinsey threes
in the middle. I've also found that most bi men want either men
or women, not someone who's in between. The few exceptions are
the ones who want she-males or chicks with dicks, which I'm not,
or they want a femmy or lightly butch 'lesbian' with a strap-on,
but they don't want to actively pretend that she's a guy. And
that's what I needed, that's what I wanted.....and I had a terrible
time finding it."
Some FTVs have specific personas that they become when the male
clothing goes on; others simply see it as a way of being themselves.
Michelle says that: "It's me with a body change. My feminine body
has never been an issue for me, although in my head I feel masculine.
There are certain aspects about my body that makes me feel masculine,
like my hairy arms, and so I feel masculine until I see myself
in the mirror, then I realize I'm a woman like any other woman."
On the other hand, Tannin "has two personas that are definitely
male. One is submissive, a sad and lonely boychild who very much
wants to please and serve. One is dominant, a ringmaster or showman
top to whom the lover is a darling pet to show off to others.
It's difficult to find people who will play by the rules of this
playground, where I could be a different gender any given night."
Sam, a bisexual FTV, says that "both my personas are guys. The
male-looking one is my ordinary sexual persona. That's who I am
when I'm not trying. I may not be wearing any guy clothes, even,
but when I start to move and talk in a certain way, that's me
being a sexual male. My femme persona is a drag queen. I sometimes
go out in full high femme packing a cock in my panties. At one
time I actually strapped down my real breasts and put fake ones
in my bra, at a party where I was in a ballgown. I wanted to really
get into that headspace. Even though I'm basically a guy all the
time, I'd never get rid of the female body. It's the most realistic
girl drag I could get."
Shannon, a "genderfuck boi in love with my own cock," notes the
difference between her male and female sides. "As a guy, I walk
down the street with my head up. I'm not afraid of guys looking
at me in ways that make my skin crawl, and they don't. Something
about my male energy short-circuits that, even when I'm not passing
well. I tend to interrupt women more, and to be more touchy-grabby
with my girlfriends. When I'm being female, I'm very respectful
of their space, but my male self is impatient and doesn't like
to be thwarted. I'm always the active initiator in bed, but as
a woman I'm more nurturing, more comforting. As a guy I just want
to hump something. Yeah, I kind of feel weird that all my selfish
urges got stuck into that part of me. Maybe it's brainwashing,
maybe it's some kind of strange hormonal programming, but that's
the way it is. That's what turns me on. I get hard and wet from
allowing myself to be that awful selfish guy that every woman
hates....when I can find one who'll let me."
Tannin notes that her male self "loves the chase. My female side
is not very romantic in the traditional sense. She wants to be
appealed to, but she's lazy and just wants things to wander into
her web like a spider. My male side is the player, who writes
the poetry and buys the flowers and wants to spend all of the
money. He's extravagant - 'Step away from the credit card, boy!
That's not your name on it!' He loves to dress up for dinner,
even if it's long-hair rocker drag, and take a date for dinner.
Right now I have a partner who bends gender in the opposite direction,
and it's fun to take her out and listen to her talk - my masculine
side doesn't talk as much - and watch her be pretty for me, and
return the favor of her company with the dinner and flowers and
walking down the street hand in hand."
Sexually, they have very different styles: "My male side is very
inexperienced at sex, largely because he doesn't get it much.
He's had the 'fuck with the older man' experience with an FTM
friend, and that was fun and affirming. His biggest vulnerability
is the bedroom, because of lack of experience; it's an alien landscape.
It only takes one reminder in the bedroom that the whole thing
is smoke and mirrors, and it's gone - not only the hard-on, but
the entire manifestation gets blown away. My female self is more
of a complete person than my male self is. This isn't because
of multiple personality disorder or something, it's just that
because my male self is so much younger experientially, both physical
and emotional sensations are more intense and hit much harder.
He's still at the stage of falling in love with everyone I fuck."
If there's a single item that's most fetishized in the world of
FTV's, it is, of course, the strap-on cock. "When I put it on,
it's my cock," says Rob. "I masturbate with it - I'm lucky in
that I can come from the friction - and I have sex with it. I've
trained myself to transpose the sensation in my head - the rhythmic
pressure of the harness against my clit becoming the friction
of my cock against my hand or someone's enclosing flesh - and
when it's on me, I can forget about the rest of my body." Michelle
concurs: "Since my strap-on is double-headed, I can usually make
myself cum by jerking it off, as if I were a man, and as if it
were my own. I love for a man to wear lingerie; it makes it feel
more fulfilling to my role. He is the woman, I'm the man. Also,
'taking' a man, or simply just caressing him in a more dominant
position, makes me feel more masculine. And nothing makes me feel
more like a man than to have him suck on my strap-on."
Tannin poignantly sums up the ambivalent dilemma: "The rubber
cock - it's the vessel that your demon lives in. It's its prison,
it's its definition, it's its body. I don't use one very often
because it's linked up to such intimate things. It's also not
something everybody wants, either."
Most female-bodied transvestites, unlike their male-bodied counterparts,
did not start cross-dressing and masturbating as young children.
They tended to come to it as adult women, or at least in their
late teens, when their sexuality developed enough to gain depth
and imagination. Whereas male transvestites seem to find their
way to such things at an age where they admit they don't actually
know much at all about sex, FTVs seem to see it almost as a side-effect
of emotional and psychological maturity. "I couldn't find my boy
side until I unbrainwashed myself," says Shannon. "I had to get
past all those things that I'd been told I ought to want, and
then I could do what I really wanted. That took until I was 25."
The exceptions, and there were a few, mostly seemed to be in the
camp of female-to-male transsexuals who had been FTVs before transition.
Joshua speaks of his first male sexual experience in this way:
"When I was about eleven, I had a dream that I had a cock and
I was jerking it off. I woke up in the middle of it, still, feeling
my cock in my hand. I had masturbated to sexual fantasies many
times by that age, but I rarely had such vivid dreams, and the
exact sensations of velvet-smooth skin sliding over the shaft
played over and over in my mind. I had no brothers, and I'd never
seen a cock before then, outside of a few anatomy diagrams. A
year later, when I first got the chance to play with a boy's cock,
I was shocked and fascinated at how accurate those sensations
were."
I personally started roleplaying with strap-ons at the age of
26, after the girlfriend who would later become my wife built
me a strap-on and begged me to use it on her. Up until that time,
I'd been pushing away all my gender issues. The presence of that
rubber cock, the ambivalent psychological feelings that it raised
in me, and the absolutely mind-altering arousal that came with
it, forced me to deal with my own baggage. It was a slippery slope,
taking me from dildoes to mascaraing my facial hair to taking
testosterone to getting chest surgery. At no time did I identify
entirely as male, and to this day I know that I'm somewhere in
the middle. I simply feel more comfortable with a mostly-male
body. Some FTM transsexuals that I know are uncomfortable with
the idea that people who don't solidly identify as male should
get to transition; after all, it's their defining reason. They
are usually also the ones who are the most uncomfortable with
my history as someone who got wet from dressing like a guy and
fucking someone with a rubber cock.
Did I worry that I might not be a "real" transsexual? Of course.
I knew that it was a risk, that there was a chance I wouldn't
like being a man full-time.....although I couldn't imagine it.
However, I figured that Life Is Risk, and I did it, and I have
no regrets. I feel that the fetish was definitely my subconscious's
way of getting my attention and breaking through the denial. Without
it, I would never have gotten those important needs met.
Other FTMs who started out the same way agreed. Joshua admits
that: "For a while I thought that I was clearly not 'really' a
transsexual, because my identification as male was primarily sexual
and fetishistic. Much of it was focused on having a dick, and
the surgical options didn't appeal to me at all. Part of this
was that I was almost exclusively attracted to very masculine
guys, rough, muscular and hairy. I was thin and not the slightest
bit athletic, and I could manage no sexual enthusiasm for being
that sort of guy, especially if I didn't even have a cock."
Rob says, "Yeah, sure, I worried that I was just some chick trying
to make my sexual fantasy come true. I'd also talked to a few
MTF-TVs in the same boat who'd started hormones, and as soon as
their libido dropped, they realized that they didn't really want
to do this full-time, it just looked really appealing with a hard-on.
But testosterone does the opposite; it jacks up your libido, and
I just found more things to get hard over. I went from being a
woman with a fetish to a guy with twenty fetishes, and being who
I am now makes a lot more sense."
Some FTVs identify as lesbians, either of the butch-femme variety
or of the daddy-boy variety, but either way, they prefer female-bodied
lovers. "Being butch is about being masculine in a female body,"
says butch-dyke-identified Ali, one of the few butches who admits
to being an FTV. "That includes my sexuality. I'm not stone -
I can use my genitals - but it's hotter, much hotter, when I'm
fucking like a man. Part of that is because it's forbidden to
women, of course, but a bigger part is because it fits with who
the rest of me is, and it just kind of clicks. If I'm a masculine
female over breakfast, then I'm a masculine female in bed, too,
and what does that look like? It means having a male sexuality
that is sensitive to what women really want, that is geared to
please women, more than a masculine male ever could. Male force
and initiative, and female desire to please - that's what being
butch is all about. You think that's pathetic? Ask all the satisfied
customers who've left my bed."
Rob complains that: "Some women who like butches think that they
want a masculine woman, but what they're really thinking is, this
is a man substitute that I can control. If nothing else, he'll
be so grateful that I'm willing to let him fuck me that he'll
do anything I say. And then when he acts like a real guy in bed
- or out of it - they complain that he's just like their last
ten boyfriends....and they don't mean it in a complimentary way.
The subtext is, If I wanted to interact with an actual male libido,
I'd have gone out and got one with a real cock attached to it."
Other FTVs are bisexual, like Tannin, whose attraction to gender-crossing
goes beyond her own appearance: "I do fetishize cross-dressing,
I like to see a masculine ass in panties or a woman's figure in
a masculine trenchcoat. I prefer genderfuck, the obvious clashing
of strong masculine and feminine cues at once, to a genderless
androgyne." Still others prefer men, and identify, as Michelle
does, as "a gay man - because I'm not attracted to women - trapped
in a female body, but it's not really trapped, as I don't mind
my body."
Jessie, a heterosexual woman who was repeatedly sexually molested
as a child, says that: "I can't have sex as a girl. If I allow
myself to be female during sex, I have flashbacks and it gets
ugly. Having sex as a boy is safer, and allows me to be more freely
sexual. If I couldn't have sex as a boy, I wouldn't be able to
have a sex life. Fortunately, I'm partners with an FTM transsexual
who's a wonderful guy and who is just fine with me being his girl
in public and his boy in the bedroom."
Others are not so lucky with finding male partners. Michelle mourns
that her "husband is not into any of it, and although he knows
I have my masculine side, he doesn't know how much I wish to be
the man in bed. I've brought some issues up in a sort of a playful
tone to see what he would say, and his reaction is usually negative."
She has an extramarital partner that she meets for sexually indulging
her male side, but even that is somewhat ambivalent: "He loves
to wear women's lingerie, and loves to be caressed as a man would
touch a woman. He also loves to feel like a lesbian, and I do
make him feel that way, except that in my head I'm not being a
lesbian, I'm being a man. But I can't say that, as he still needs
to get the satisfaction of feeling like a lesbian."
Joshua's descriptions of his interactions with his first boyfriend
are an example of somewhat more positive acceptance: "We would
wrestle each other on his bed in his dorm room, wearing nothing
but our blue jeans, pinning each other down and fondling each
other. At the time I didn't consciously see it as feeling like
gay sex, but looking back on it now, it was undeniably homoerotic.
Over the years, our gender roles became more explicitly distorted.
We would have sex with me on top, and our bodies positioned in
a way that made it feel like I was penetrating him. We didn't
discuss it at that point, but we were both clear on what was going
on.....We did discuss it eventually, and he was very good with
it. He and I would play with me being a guy, and he'd rough me
up and mock me for not having a dick, and then fuck me. A few
times I persuaded him to take a box cutter and scratch "FAGGOT"
or "BOY SLUT" into my chest, just deep enough to leave a scab."
Unfortunately, as many transsexuals find (refer to the last column),
transitioning to living every day in the role you've fantasized
about often de-eroticizes the fantasy. When you're a guy taking
out the garbage, when there's nothing special about it, sometimes
there ceases to be anything sexy about it, either. Joshua found
this to be true as well: "Once I decided to transition, my boyfriend
was even more into the fetishistic elements, always wanting to
kiss and touch me in public. He was a big guy and liked to fight,
and I think he was excited by the idea that someone might have
a problem with it and start something. He would ask to hang out
with me in the gay part of town, and complain if I wasn't packing
a cock. Although it was reassuring to know I wouldn't lose him
over this, it was also difficult for me....because as I transitioned,
the sexual aspect of it changed. I didn't get a thrill out of
male roleplay any more, because I was functioning day-to-day in
a male role."
One correspondent wrote about "an internet discussion group called
'GirlFags', for women who sexually identify in some way with gay
men. They are really clear that they aren't 'fag hags', which
they define as women who prefer the company of gay men because
there is no sexual pressure, and they are not trying to sleep
with gay men in order to turn them straight. Some of them write
romantic gay erotica or 'slash' fiction, some prefer commercially
available hardcore gay porn. Some of them have straight or bisexual
boyfriends with whom they roleplay gay sex, often using strap-ons.
Some sneak into gay movie theaters or bathhouses in order to watch
gay sex, or they fantasize about doing that. Most of them share
the fantasy of wanting to have sex with a gay man who isn't generally
attracted to women, but will make an exception for them....It
is hard to define the gender of these women. Certainly some of
them are FTMs who are testing the water. Some of them say they
feel like they really are gay men, or they wish they were, but
they are too comfortable with their bodies and the female social
role to transition. Some are clearly just women with a fetish."
Women with a fetish. Personally, I think that the image of women
as being the keepers of moral purity (which generally always means
that they are not allowed to be sexual, or at least not sexual
to the degree and in the ways that men are) has got to go. First
of all, it's not accurate, given the growing number of female-bodied
people who are coming out of the closet about how wet they get
over playing with male personas in bed. To deny that this is part
of the female sexual demographic, even if it's a minority part,
is to devalue and invalidate their experience. It's not worth
doing just so that certain other women can feel morally superior
to the men that they currently happen to be berating for being
disgusting perverts.
Second, I personally think that gender-crossing behavior is good
for you. It won't turn you into a member of the opposite sex if
you aren't one; it doesn't work that way. But it might give you
some insight as to how the opposite sex lives and works and feels.
Not everyone can pass in public without the help of serious movie-quality
makeup and prosthetics, but anyone with a sympathetic and imaginative
partner can play with gender roles in bed, and get an orgasm as
a reward for your psychological adventurousness. Sometimes, if
you have hidden issues or anger about certain behaviors associated
in your mind with another sex (perhaps because you've experienced
members of that sex evidencing those behaviors in ways that affected
you) it can be very healing to put on the clothing of your monster
and be him for a while. Maybe he won't look nearly so scary from
the inside, and will have less power over your psyche. Sometimes
the greatest heat in fetishistic cross-dressing isn't only about
being the forbidden opposite sex, it's about being a specific
sort of guy...one who is everything you were taught you shouldn't
be.
To walk through that door is an act of faith in your own ability
to stretch your mind. As far as I'm concerned, one's sexual urges
are sometimes not only your unconscious telling you that something
needs attention, they can also be a nudge from the universe that
you still have some lessons to learn in your particular path.
From the lowest chakra comes the highest message. That's the secret
of sex magic. Just ask the guy hiding inside you. He knows all
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