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Kyle Phoenix Answers: What type of gay bottoms do gay tops like?

Kyle Phoenix Answers: 

What type of gay bottoms do gay tops like?

Kyle Phoenix Presents: Lauryn Hill "Ex Factor Video


Lauryn Hill Ex Factor, from The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill

Kyle Phoenix: Would you go "gay for the stay" if you were sent to prison?

Kyle Phoenix:
Would you go "gay for the stay" if you were sent to prison?



It seems like based on male to male sex, being of an agreeable sexuality to desire from you to so many men would be comfortable. It's not.

From personal experience I can tell you sexuality, like most everything else in jail is both a weapon and a weakness.

As a weapon it exists as a way of controlling, manipulating and seducing men who are bereft of sexual, romantic attention. Whether more masculine or feminine, a sexuality that includes men allowed me to be more attuned, comfortable and attentive to the men. It drew titillated attention and questions from inmates and guards but in the confined space, suddenly its like being a woman there.

The weakness is that you get sexualized in the environment by literally fifty to seventy men in your pod. Say half don't care and another ten don't want to reveal titillated attention, that leaves 25 men who are attentive to you. That attentiveness isn't always healthy. One, 90% are committed criminals, so they aren't mentally stable, moralled humans by external society standards. This means sex is either transactional , possessive in a controlling fashion or exploitable by others.

Those 25 men then begin to both vie for and are malicious towards competitors, so favoritism becomes a problem. Who is it best to choose? Are they good enough, advantageous enough? Cute isn't going into that factoring. Are they strong enough to keep you and how do you gently but firmly rebuff continued advances? And you have to choose or maintain not choosing. Which means you have to spread your attention to the 25, continuously. It seems like a fantasy but your time In is now built into this workload of an unstable populace.

Issues arose from whom I played chess with, who I walked around the pod with, who gave me soda and chips, whom I helped write letters, who liked to watch me shower (the showers were open in the middle of the two tier pod and one of the few places you could be alone, in safe guard room view but it meant interested guards and prisoners could stand and watch you shower....and they did. One guard regularly took me from my cell to shower in front of him then when I was transferred to the pod, he would visit me. Guard attention, not a good thing amongst prisoners.)


Gay fantasy conviction is that its an abundance of your favorite ice cream, in fact its like being the only woman on a ship or island of men....and they all know you're a woman under your bland jumpsuit. With a stretch of time ahead of them, suddenly you, who supposedly are sexually amenable dont look half bad for a blowjob, forced, with all your teeth or maybe better without. Condoms aren't passed out so you're definitely getting HIV/AIDS.

Sexual mores takes on lower level thinking, like a bitch to be passed around a biker gang. The question isn't if you want that but rather who will get the,first shots off of you. Your sexuality is reduced to the lowest common usage so you either occupy it fully in the segregated pod, which is full of lgbtq....criminals, guaranteeing your one advantage is neutralized or you go into a Gen population. I chose Gen pop because it gave me greater confusion/advantages for the few weeks I was there. Also I figured that in gp more men would have trepidatious feelings even if interest was apparent and that hesitation would buy me time not to have to do anything.

Were there attractive men there?

Hell, yes.

PHDs. Pumped, Handsome, Delicious.

Did they make moves on me? Yes, several did. One drew a portrait of me, another vowed to protect me, I was given extra commissary treats at request, I was comforted excessively for being young and my first time there for a misdemeanor that became a violation, I was treated as a prize, or like a pig being fattened up for the slaughter. In that maelstrom I had to hide whom I found attractive. My leering shower guard was attractive and"nice" but rationally the power dynamic was out of whack. If you touch a guard, its a crime, assault. So say we did something and he didn't like it, we got caught or our affair soured, I could be open to his whim of an assault charge. Another guard had a reputation and three open cases against him for sexual impropriety with inmates, the others warned me about him. So I had a fully functioning"shark" to worry about as well and dodge but at the same time be compliant to the general directives of.

Does it sound exhausting yet?
It was.

Plus the emotional trauma of just jail itself and I was fighting to stay alert to the strands of this complex web.
How complex?

An inmate, ten feet away from the guard booth asked me to pass his razor in with mine. I was in line and did so. The guard went off on me because of what that could imply. Sure enough I turn and the inmate is watching the exchange, leering, hungrily. If the guard hadn't trumped the inmate, I would've been declaring myself "his".

Another time an inmate on his way to an appointment asked me to put his stuff in the dryer when his turn came up. Admonished again when I did it. Favors imply relationship.

Inmates began talking jealously about the inmate I walked the pod In circles with because he was handsome. So we had to change our routine, at the same time I had to consider his motivation as he was a professional gigolo, who did want my number for friendship outside of jail. Which I had to play off.

Constant complexity.


Fucking is more of a problem than relief, it was literally Dangerous Liaisons in orange jumpsuits.

Role play instead in your home because unless you bitch option in, it's of no pleasure and then of course you have to deal with a man, in jail, his manshit, he's a criminal and he's maybe situationally same gender screwing, so the contact comes with all kinds of caveats of no touch before 6pm, fetching for him, servicing him, losing weight, femming it up, odd sexual acts that only a fool in prison could create with peanut butter and jelly and too much damn free time to order around his new, vulnerable sex toy; he might even pimp you out.


The fantasy only works inside of titillated gay men's never been there fantasies. Kind of like their Black man, Latino man domination fantasies.....a whole other bullshit fantasy fetish.

Woe upon you if you're straight and sleight like Prince, if you're with segregated criminals or not, be ready for that train to be pulled on you.











Kyle Phoenix Answers: What Exactly Happens in Gay Bathhouses? by Kyle Phoenix










Straight up, unmitigated, constant, music backed, micro toweled, sweaty, lubed, mostly condomed men fucking.

A whole floor. Cubicles. Monitors with hardcore porn playing. Doctors chairs with stirrups, operating tables, booths with windows, gloryholed cubicles, steam room, showers, lockers and sometimes fluorescent paint on chairs and such so only black lights are on.

The cubicles are like vending machines where you can see and sample varieties of carnal activity. Or in your cubicle put yourself up for use, invitation, initiation? It blurs.
It smells like sweat, various colognes and semen. Lots and lots of semen. You thought you'd whiffed its scent before but now you can practically see it misted in the air. And if you stand still, you can actually see semen misted in the air.
Loud grunts, moans, hissing, thudding, skin flapping and slapping. Gurgling, gargling, choking, gagging. Bedding rustling or mattresses sliding, squishing, squeaking, crunching. Squishing sounds. And if you stand still and squint you can see what's squishing.
Your sneakers feel large because your towel is all you have on and you feel self conscious, out of shape, a plebe, as chiseled dudes walk by to silent adoration. You feel better as you go deeper into the labyrinth and spot ginormous men with hair a plenty strolling with their num nums and candy chokers floating free. You briefly wonder about your position in the pecking, poking, poofing order until you see a 400lb man with a leather harness, baseball cap and flip flops earnestly trying to get his Pepsi can into a chiseled dudes ice box on the floor. And you realize you're in the DMZ of dignity.
You see men who look desperate, relaxed, happy, sad, demoralized, ashamed, amused and assessing of what they're looking at. So you too idle closer and look into the cubicle and you spot what looks like an interracial Jamaican bobsledding team going for the gold throughout the rest of the team's slaloms.
You stroll through the labyrinth realizing how....something..... men are. At first its a form of wonderment at the freakdom you've paid, $25-50 dollars to enter. Then you're titillated and liberated because of the nude, touchable, yummable Baskin and Robbins around you. It's like Lilandra, the Shi'ar Majestrix has kidnapped you and the X-Men because of your consumption of the D'Bari sun for execution. But at the last moment, your mentor Professor X calls for a trial by combat, his students, your family vs Lilandras Imperial Guard on the surface of the Moon. It doesn't go well. Ok, the X-Men get trounced but in the haze of battle, you who have lived with psi baffles against your power-sexuality think fuck it and tear down those shields.
Now and forever....you are Phoenix, love incarnate!!!!!

Unleashed.
Sexually.
In this joint.

And that is your favorite song playing because groove is in the heart, right?
So you watch for the code, the signal, the foot taps, the slide overs and slide sways, the inviting brush of a hand, the inveigling beckoning of fingers, lips, hobbles , jibbies and occasionally a northward pointing kickstand. You even learn to move away, shake your head so subtlely that only a Sotheby's auctioneer could adroitly note your refusal-----wait, isn't that the auctioneer from Sotheby's?
You are the Phoenix.

And this, literally, a fucking smorgasbord. No, really that group over there on the gym mats are doing the Fucking Smorgasbord made popular in the basement of an after hours theater in Hamburg that plays the same five Ingmar Bergman films.
After partaking of the peach fuzzy cupcakes, a white not chocolate Mr. Goodbar, a few tasty 7 Ups and one surprising little wanton Wonton, you're spent.
And with your unique sex funk released into the black lit atmosphere , you notice a level of sadness, desperation, regret.
Like a couples blind date with Lindsay Lohan and Tara Reid or allowing Vivica A. Fox to give you her 50 Cent booty polishing. It seemed like a good idea, that they would not treat you as you know Wilmer Valderrama and....well, 50 Cent said they would.

You see the gaping maw of the bathhouse /sex club lifestyle. Like when you have extra drinks and chat up a group in a bar and the lights go on----because the motherfuckers closing....and you suddenly realize that if you don't leave, posthaste, you'll become one of "those" people.
Not the ones who partake of this private Fuck Buffet every few years but one of the...regulars.
At least that's what I heard they're like.....

Is "Bottom-Shaming" a thing in the Gay Community? By Kyle Phoenix

I had never heard of this before reading a few articles about it recently but it is supposed to be the concept that receiving partner of penetrative sex (or bottom) is somehow inferior or lesser than the giving partner (or top).

Is this prevalent in the homosexual community?
Yes. Chauvinism and misogyny dont vanish from ones context simply from same sex engagement as so many lgbt people would like to believe. Raised in a society that instills sexism and racism from law to land to entertainment, we're in undated to not to want to be women, or pussies.

Imagine one of the greatest debasing insults for a man to another Is not to reduce his personality ---you're stubborn or you're not thinking things through or you have obvious gaps in your knowledge but you're a pussy, a cunt, you suck dick, you're a cocksucker.

Interestingly enough when I was 21 my mother was fixing, loading her gun as I was driving us to a business meeting of hers at a nightclub. She was grousing at dealing with the club owner for a modeling/fashion show she was putting on and kept referring to him as a cocksucker. Finally she noticed it was making me uncomfortable and clarified that she meant it pejoratively to his personality, not as a sleight towards manhood or my sexuality and then she affirmed that no matter what I did in my personal life, I was a man, I was not a cocksucker.

I had of course by then been Out bristled at words but I thought about how manhood can be tied to words of misogyny and chauvinism and how now that I was moving into a gay community bottoms were the lowest form of gay men next to trolls, the unattractive, or old men.

I think not only does the rampant literal fire torch wielding mob of gay men who proudly yell they one, aren't effeminate and two, they might befriend an effeminate but could never be in a relationship with one because if they wanted a bitch or titties on their back they'd just be with a woman----they could of course shut off their homosexuality like a faucet. And two all the pejorative words are female based or related.

I've personally found all of the men who demand masculinity and claim heightened masculine as the most feminine. I once dated a guy who kept relating in conversation that he was a bottom and masculine, ad nauseam.

One, I was dating him for said bottomness and Two, he was effeminate. On a scale of 1 to 10, a solid 6, 7. He often said honey and oooh, girl. He later relayed in college his nickname had been Beiotch. When I expect he was a 9.

I think it must be really hard to be a bottom, not the best aspect to share at Thanksgiving with aunts, the desire to be filled by a man, penetrated, smashed, banged out, done well, left sore, the drum beat, legs sore, ass tingling.



That's not the social image we have of men and lgbt people for all their language about diversity, want deeply to be included...and to be included means the norm rests in the majority. So bottoms, 85% of the msm population are a minority within society, men who voluntarily seek to be penetrated. The idea of penetration literally alien to basic male heterosexuality. And women, still second class citizens----notice they're hags, fag hags, not fag queens or divas----men still slighting women for existing and women embracing the denigrating language.

The vulnerability of being a bottom or the converse of my date, the self proclaimed power bottom---because someone, other gays and women are powerless bottoms?---has got to be anxiety filled. To tell a man that you want to be vulnerable and penetrated must require salvaging by the frail but wide male ego and the rest of us denigrate it for positionality, moans, hisses, gasps, feces and hair deposits, the highest infected with STDs, the 85% abundance---making a bottom seem replaceable and disposable----leaves bottoms prevalent but as viable men, useless to men raised with chauvinistic and misogynistic beliefs. Its got to be even more of a mindfuck for your core desire, beyond even the judgment of same sexing, to be pleasure in that position.

The best thing I can say from experience was I dated this guy Jerry who glories on his bottomness. He spoke one of his body, his maleness, his ass, his anus, his prostate with a connected masculine-feminine spirituality that literally made me make every effort to fuck him well and often....because it made him happy.

I wish that intense, self connected pleasure to every bottom and encourage fellow tops to help bottoms feel and express that ecstasy, its a beautiful thing to witness and participate in when all the bullshit is out of the way.

I would take days off of work just to roll and rut with him, you hear me!




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Explain the unusual relationship between Stephen (Samuel L Jackson) and Calvin Candie (Leonardo Dicaprio) in Django Unchained?



Question: I don't quite understand why they are on such friendly terms in private.
When both characters are sitting in the Study, Stephen simply sits there drinking. He doesn't ask for permission to drink or to sit down. Not only that, but he calls his master by his first name (Calvin) rather than "Sir" or "Mr Candie".
Yet, in public Stephen puts on this massive charade. And does anyone know why he pretends to have a limp? It seems so random and pointless!




I'm amazed and saddened that no one can clearly see what Stephan is due race.
He's his mentor.
It is simply the time they live in that means his true role, intellect and influence must be carefully obscured.
The other answers I think assume constant subjugation and domination in slavery and lack of superior ability and intellect from those that were owned. Slavery because its precept is irrational becomes an irrational reality, that even in imaginative viewers of fiction, coupled with racism demands Black subjugation no matter the race of the viewer. We're conditioned to only be able to perceive Stephan one way.
He is the father figure, the Aristotle, the Plato.
Much as Schultz is mentor to Django, his father figure, Aristotle, Plato.
The contrasting play is on how men were grown and groomed in this society based on the insane social construct of race. As with all fiction, its predicated on the device of what if....?
What if a White man mentored a Black man in that time period and undid, liberated him from his social shackles?
What if a slaveowner was actually mentored by a Black man?
Then you have the two collide.


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