Posted on March 28th, 2008 by Locke
Last evening I was dining with a new friend of mine and we stumbled upon a rather exciting subject of conversation: our first experiences of being turned on by something gay in the media. I don’t know about you, but I have a distinct memory of the first time something gave me that tingle… down there. And I suppose it’s with a sense of pride that the honor of starting my young mind along the gutter, that I now sit tits-deep in, can be bestowed upon none other than Samuel Langhorne Clemens aka. Mark Twain.
(I think he picked his pen name based on how many anal beads he could take… it was something like that. Mmm… riverboat men.)
I digress… Anyhow please allow me to share with you a selected reading from Tom Sawyer, or is it Huck Finn? Does it really matter? This is hot hot hot! I hope you have lube.
After breakfast they went whooping and prancing out on the bar, and chased each other round and round, shedding clothes as they went, until they were naked, and then continued the frolic far away up the shoal water of the bar, against the stiff current, which latter tripped their legs from under them from time to time and greatly increased the fun. And now and then they stooped in a group and splashed water in each other’s faces with their palms, gradually approaching each other, with averted faces to avoid the strangling sprays, and finally gripping and struggling till the best man ducked his neighbor, and then they all went under in a tangle of white legs and arms and came up blowing, sputtering, laughing, and gasping for breath at one and the same time.
When they were well exhausted, they would run out and sprawl on the dry, hot sand, and lie there and cover themselves up with it, and by and by break for the water again and go through the original performance once more. Finally it occurred to them that their naked skin represented flesh-colored “tights” very fairly; so they drew a ring in the sand and had a circus - with three clowns in it, for none would yield this proudest post to his neighbor.
There you have it, ducking your neighbors and unyielding proud posts. There is so much I love about this.
Oh, and as for my friend…
George of the Jungle. It must’ve been all the wrestling with apes.
Have a good first love? Would love to hear about it in the comments.
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March 29th, 2008 at 10:26 am
Great post! Two things come to mind. First was country singer/songwriter Mac Davis. My parents liked him, so he was on TV and album covers. Maybe it was his furry chest, tight jeans or just overall sexiness–but he certainly got my attention.
Then there was an ad for underwear in the Sears store. It showed a father and son camping, but oddly, they were sitting around the campfire in their underwear! Totally turned this little boy on!
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April 1st, 2008 at 12:07 pm
At some point in the anti-drug propoganda hoax “Go Ask Alice”, the unfortunate heroine reaches a nadir of sorts when she walks in on her boyfriend having sex with another guy. I was really young when I read it, and frankly I didn’t have any idea how two men would have sex. I figured it was something like frottage.
I was confused, but I was pretty sure I wanted to try that. And LSD.
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