I established a thread awhile ago:
For The Love Of College Boys
which just explores the locker room and shower habits of college aged boys (18-23 year old range).
One of the young men I discussed is named "Spencer" who suffers from a mild case of autism. But his story attracted a whole lot of likes! And I was wondering if it is his very condition as someone with a so-called developmental disability that makes him so appealing? I'm going to post the story, in its entirety, below, and I'm going to ask people to share their own thoughts on whether a vulnerability, such as a physical or mental "handicap", can make a man more charming.
Full disclosure: I became disabled myself six years ago after a car accident. I can now walk and even run after a fashion, but still suffer from PTSD. I can relate to Spencer in a sense as a fellow disabled person.
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(Re-posted from thread "For the love of college boys")
CASE STUDY: SPENCER
Today I want to talk about a recently graduated college boy named Spencer.
As I’m typing this I’m looking at a selfie Spencer took recently. His left leg is upraised, his foot resting on a toilet seat, his blue shorts pulled back to show his inner thigh. You can see where his tan ends. His plaid shirt is unbuttoned to show an un-ironed white t-shirt. His light brown hair is a bit tossled. He has a big Adam’s apple, and is smiling into his cell phone.
Spencer stands at about 5 foot eleven inches tall, is slender with a perpetual tan. He plays many sports and is a member of both the club track and club triathlon teams. He told me he trains up to five hours a day! His stomach muscles support that claim.
We’re going to take off his clothes in a minute, and adjust the camera lens to focus on his dork. It’s a big one and plays an important role in his self-conception as an athlete and as a man.
But before we discuss his yo-yo, I just want to mention that Spencer suffers from Asperger’s. Part of my attraction to college boys stems from their tough-guy posturing. But often it’s just a surface façade, or an act, that hides a lot of emotional uncertainty and fear. They are full-grown men who still remember sleeping with teddy bears and often send their laundry home.
College boys often struggle to verbalise their emotions, and so resort to drinking and sex in an effort to connect. Women usually don’t hit their sexual peak until their mid to late thirties, whereas college guys are in the zone! It’s the juncture of their slender, delicate bodies, innocence, hazy thinking, and bottled-up sexual frustration that fascinates me.
I want to emphasize that I practice caution in my interactions with college boys, and I encourage readers to do the same. They are vulnerable young people, and so older men (and women!) have a responsibility to treat them with utmost care. This is especially true in the case of kids like Spencer who deal with special social or psychological difficulties.
Spencer’s struggle with Aperger’s:
Spencer has Asperger’s syndrome, which can make it difficult for him to relate to his teammates, or to other people in general. Once I had to get something from my locker, but he had placed his big gym bag in front of it. I politely asked if he could move his bag and he said too loud, “I’m going to move it!”
If I asked him casually how his swim practice went, he might answer something like ,“It was fine!” He wasn’t trying to be rude. It’s just he took any question as a possible threat to his established routine, so therefore he would respond with some force or irritation. That’s common among Asperger’s syndrome sufferers.
I also thought that his tendency to shout might reflect our age difference: I’m more than twice his age, so maybe he was just clinging to a childhood pattern of reacting to adults. If his mom called him for dinner, perhaps he would shout, “I’ll be right there! I’m finishing my game!” That also can point to his need for order or an established routine.
Sometimes he would interrupt two of his teammates when they were talking just to ask them something totally unrelated and they would just try to involve him in their discussion. They knew he struggled with sociability and I appreciated their kindness towards him.
He has a younger brother named Adam, who sometimes trained with the team in the weight room. Adam has a more serious case of Asperger’s than Spencer, and couldn’t participate in any of the meets. I never saw Adam in the locker room which is a shame because I would have liked to have seen him naked. He was slender, like his brother, but he was a ginger!
Spencer naked:
But I did see a lot of Spencer. He never bothered wearing a towel to and from the shower. He would shower, go to his locker and reach for…his phone. The towel could wait. He would play some action game on his I-phone that would make him rock from side to side, sometimes even lurch, and that of course prompted his penis to flail around.
I was fascinated by his body. I mean, he had so much trouble communicating his thoughts and feelings, but he could make a statement on the pool, on the track and on his bike. And if all else failed, he could get naked. His spine had a gentle s-curve that made both his chest and butt stick out.
His circumcised donger was large and beautiful. It also served as a bellwether for how happy he was with practice. The larger it was, the more pleased he was with his time.
Spencer’s relationship with his own penis:
Spencer walked around the locker room naked a lot, but he usually only showered in the stalls, so I never got to see how much self-touching he does. He did sit in the sauna naked, but I didn’t see him touching himself in there either.
As a lifelong swimmer, I think he was accustomed to being naked in front of other people from an early age. So for him, being publicly nude might not have been very sexually evocative.
He wears really tight speedos, but he didn’t have much of a bulge. I was surprised the first time I saw him take off his speedo and saw he was carrying a magnum. I like to think he got some satisfaction in surprising people at how big his dork was.
He served as team captain his last two years which is typical for boys with big penises. Their teammates often instinctively want to be led by a large-dicked man. I don’t know how effective Spencer was as a leader, but he did have that box checked!
Spencer in the bedroom:
In spite of his Asperger's, sometimes Spencer revealed real social sensitivity. Once I finished my swim after he did, and I went to my locker, but his big backpack was, as usual, blocking it. This time I didn’t have to say anything. Spencer just looked at me and asked, “Are you here?” and then moved it very politely for me.
I realized at that moment that Spencer might be pretty good in bed! He’s the kind of guy whose lovemaking style would involve him pausing occasionally to whisper in his partner’s ear, “Hey, am I going too fast? Am I pushing too hard?”
You’d have to reassure him a couple times, but once Spencer got into his groove, he’d be unstoppable!
Spencer leads by example:
Once the school’s triathlon team qualified for the national tournament. All the guys were so excited! Even Spencer was stoked. I remember it was just a few days before they were going to fly out to wherever the tournament was being held (somewhere in Colorado maybe), and Spencer and his friend Jake had just finished their last practice and were sopping wet from the pool. Spencer peeled his speedo down to his ankles and I saw his trouser snake was raising its head!
I wanted to stroke it.
In spite of his big floppy size, Spencer was a grower!
Jake, a quiet, withdrawn French boy, pulled his speedo off just after Spencer did, and I noticed his penis was upwardly aligned with Spencer's.
Spencer's excitement gave Jake
permission to show off his own arousal. I was surprised because even though Jake's penis was uncut, it looked just like Spencer's when erect.
I guess this connects with the “subliminal lingo” between guys that I spoke of earlier. It’s always wonderful to see.
Spencer out in the world:
A year after he graduated, Spencer came to my office to get some paperwork (I worked at that time for the bursar’s office). I asked him how life was outside of school.
“It’s fine!” he said, once again too loud.
I gave him the transcripts he had requested and gave him a smile. He gave me the beginnings of a half-smile, the only time he ever smiled at me. That’s ok, because he had already showed me his boyish charm and lovely, athletic body. He’ll always be one of my favorites.
I saw recently on his social media feed that he needs to get laid.
Ladies, give Spencer a chance. He's a jock who has a big jock. He might be a little stiff and bashful, but he has a pretty face and a lot of stamina. And his stiff, bashful racehorse between his legs might make you the happiest woman in the world!
For The Love Of College Boys
which just explores the locker room and shower habits of college aged boys (18-23 year old range).
One of the young men I discussed is named "Spencer" who suffers from a mild case of autism. But his story attracted a whole lot of likes! And I was wondering if it is his very condition as someone with a so-called developmental disability that makes him so appealing? I'm going to post the story, in its entirety, below, and I'm going to ask people to share their own thoughts on whether a vulnerability, such as a physical or mental "handicap", can make a man more charming.
Full disclosure: I became disabled myself six years ago after a car accident. I can now walk and even run after a fashion, but still suffer from PTSD. I can relate to Spencer in a sense as a fellow disabled person.
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(Re-posted from thread "For the love of college boys")
CASE STUDY: SPENCER
Today I want to talk about a recently graduated college boy named Spencer.
As I’m typing this I’m looking at a selfie Spencer took recently. His left leg is upraised, his foot resting on a toilet seat, his blue shorts pulled back to show his inner thigh. You can see where his tan ends. His plaid shirt is unbuttoned to show an un-ironed white t-shirt. His light brown hair is a bit tossled. He has a big Adam’s apple, and is smiling into his cell phone.
Spencer stands at about 5 foot eleven inches tall, is slender with a perpetual tan. He plays many sports and is a member of both the club track and club triathlon teams. He told me he trains up to five hours a day! His stomach muscles support that claim.
We’re going to take off his clothes in a minute, and adjust the camera lens to focus on his dork. It’s a big one and plays an important role in his self-conception as an athlete and as a man.
But before we discuss his yo-yo, I just want to mention that Spencer suffers from Asperger’s. Part of my attraction to college boys stems from their tough-guy posturing. But often it’s just a surface façade, or an act, that hides a lot of emotional uncertainty and fear. They are full-grown men who still remember sleeping with teddy bears and often send their laundry home.
College boys often struggle to verbalise their emotions, and so resort to drinking and sex in an effort to connect. Women usually don’t hit their sexual peak until their mid to late thirties, whereas college guys are in the zone! It’s the juncture of their slender, delicate bodies, innocence, hazy thinking, and bottled-up sexual frustration that fascinates me.
I want to emphasize that I practice caution in my interactions with college boys, and I encourage readers to do the same. They are vulnerable young people, and so older men (and women!) have a responsibility to treat them with utmost care. This is especially true in the case of kids like Spencer who deal with special social or psychological difficulties.
Spencer’s struggle with Aperger’s:
Spencer has Asperger’s syndrome, which can make it difficult for him to relate to his teammates, or to other people in general. Once I had to get something from my locker, but he had placed his big gym bag in front of it. I politely asked if he could move his bag and he said too loud, “I’m going to move it!”
If I asked him casually how his swim practice went, he might answer something like ,“It was fine!” He wasn’t trying to be rude. It’s just he took any question as a possible threat to his established routine, so therefore he would respond with some force or irritation. That’s common among Asperger’s syndrome sufferers.
I also thought that his tendency to shout might reflect our age difference: I’m more than twice his age, so maybe he was just clinging to a childhood pattern of reacting to adults. If his mom called him for dinner, perhaps he would shout, “I’ll be right there! I’m finishing my game!” That also can point to his need for order or an established routine.
Sometimes he would interrupt two of his teammates when they were talking just to ask them something totally unrelated and they would just try to involve him in their discussion. They knew he struggled with sociability and I appreciated their kindness towards him.
He has a younger brother named Adam, who sometimes trained with the team in the weight room. Adam has a more serious case of Asperger’s than Spencer, and couldn’t participate in any of the meets. I never saw Adam in the locker room which is a shame because I would have liked to have seen him naked. He was slender, like his brother, but he was a ginger!
Spencer naked:
But I did see a lot of Spencer. He never bothered wearing a towel to and from the shower. He would shower, go to his locker and reach for…his phone. The towel could wait. He would play some action game on his I-phone that would make him rock from side to side, sometimes even lurch, and that of course prompted his penis to flail around.
I was fascinated by his body. I mean, he had so much trouble communicating his thoughts and feelings, but he could make a statement on the pool, on the track and on his bike. And if all else failed, he could get naked. His spine had a gentle s-curve that made both his chest and butt stick out.
His circumcised donger was large and beautiful. It also served as a bellwether for how happy he was with practice. The larger it was, the more pleased he was with his time.
Spencer’s relationship with his own penis:
Spencer walked around the locker room naked a lot, but he usually only showered in the stalls, so I never got to see how much self-touching he does. He did sit in the sauna naked, but I didn’t see him touching himself in there either.
As a lifelong swimmer, I think he was accustomed to being naked in front of other people from an early age. So for him, being publicly nude might not have been very sexually evocative.
He wears really tight speedos, but he didn’t have much of a bulge. I was surprised the first time I saw him take off his speedo and saw he was carrying a magnum. I like to think he got some satisfaction in surprising people at how big his dork was.
He served as team captain his last two years which is typical for boys with big penises. Their teammates often instinctively want to be led by a large-dicked man. I don’t know how effective Spencer was as a leader, but he did have that box checked!
Spencer in the bedroom:
In spite of his Asperger's, sometimes Spencer revealed real social sensitivity. Once I finished my swim after he did, and I went to my locker, but his big backpack was, as usual, blocking it. This time I didn’t have to say anything. Spencer just looked at me and asked, “Are you here?” and then moved it very politely for me.
I realized at that moment that Spencer might be pretty good in bed! He’s the kind of guy whose lovemaking style would involve him pausing occasionally to whisper in his partner’s ear, “Hey, am I going too fast? Am I pushing too hard?”
You’d have to reassure him a couple times, but once Spencer got into his groove, he’d be unstoppable!
Spencer leads by example:
Once the school’s triathlon team qualified for the national tournament. All the guys were so excited! Even Spencer was stoked. I remember it was just a few days before they were going to fly out to wherever the tournament was being held (somewhere in Colorado maybe), and Spencer and his friend Jake had just finished their last practice and were sopping wet from the pool. Spencer peeled his speedo down to his ankles and I saw his trouser snake was raising its head!
I wanted to stroke it.
In spite of his big floppy size, Spencer was a grower!
Jake, a quiet, withdrawn French boy, pulled his speedo off just after Spencer did, and I noticed his penis was upwardly aligned with Spencer's.
Spencer's excitement gave Jake
permission to show off his own arousal. I was surprised because even though Jake's penis was uncut, it looked just like Spencer's when erect.
I guess this connects with the “subliminal lingo” between guys that I spoke of earlier. It’s always wonderful to see.
Spencer out in the world:
A year after he graduated, Spencer came to my office to get some paperwork (I worked at that time for the bursar’s office). I asked him how life was outside of school.
“It’s fine!” he said, once again too loud.
I gave him the transcripts he had requested and gave him a smile. He gave me the beginnings of a half-smile, the only time he ever smiled at me. That’s ok, because he had already showed me his boyish charm and lovely, athletic body. He’ll always be one of my favorites.
I saw recently on his social media feed that he needs to get laid.
Ladies, give Spencer a chance. He's a jock who has a big jock. He might be a little stiff and bashful, but he has a pretty face and a lot of stamina. And his stiff, bashful racehorse between his legs might make you the happiest woman in the world!
