Its actually really cool to read through this and notice how very real (very different) guys are being intellectual about a subject that would get slammed or shut down so fast if mentioned in a different setting (because of the division people can’t seem to deal with). That division is within my own “family” &”friends”, so I’m not judging.
Its so far a different “world“ in this digital space and sadly I keep expecting someone to go mental on everything I say but so far that hasn’t happened like it does on other mainstream “social” media.
I would like to add a perspective that deeply resembles ”D” yet in a whole different set of circumstances.
Personnally I don’t understand “gay” because every guy I have ever been around was 100% muddy boots, played sports, drove trucks, hunting, fishing, camping, gear head, guys that no one would even think would choke on a dick or ride One like he stole it.
i guess I get confused on how “gay” is defined. Because in my head I picture femimne guys, and drag queens (nothing against them just not a part of the male with male experience I have ever been interested in). Below might explain why (Maybe)
Part of my growing up I was in ”foster care.” I was second youngest of what would become a big part of 6 years. My grandparents and Aunt had the right to take legal custody but I had medical issues that back then were of unthinkable costs so, I would go home for the summer and go back in the system a week before school started.
There were 12 boys per “house”. A basically closed environment except school stuff it becomes it’s own awkward thing. There was a “hierarchy” and of course the older guys set the narrative mostly. From my experiences nothing abusive or horrible happened but the older guys were nothing but raging hormone, so of course things happened that probably wouldn’t happen in a normal settings (a lot).
We showered together at home and school there wasn’t much privacy anywhere but the
people who ran the place were nice (and really lenient) as long as we did our set chores and stayed out of trouble in school. There were foster Moms and Dads but most the time we only interacted with the 3 Men in charge of our “house” which basically set up like a more Civil version of boot camp that could last for 6 years easily. There are other stories about different things that happened but this one pertains to the odd attractions some people experience. I tend to be one of those guys and I don’t know how it happens because I don’t try to do this.
I wouldn’t say anyone was “gay” but certainly there was attractions over time, I think it was mostly we had no affection accept each other. So, it was pretty seldom a fight would happen and if it did, and it happened twice our stuff was in the van and off to a state ran facility we went. None of us wanted that.
In that some guys were always magnets of activity and some were super reserved and studied a lot. I was mostly super quiet and just did my own thing.
When things happened it was never spoken of.
At school it sucked because we were the “farm” boys that no one wanted… so it wasn’t real easy to make friends UNTIL... SOMEHOW my bunkmate and best friend become quarterback of the football team.
It changed the whole dynamic of everything for all of us. We were growing up and then we had a couple really good basket ball players so this gives us access to the outside world which turned out we knew very little about.
My bunkmate (the quarter back) could get any girl he wanted. So I would always ask him about the girls and one night he hopped down and into my bunk and said… The girl I really liked said, “She only wants to date me because I’m on the football team, but to never expect nothing because her parents would die if they found out I was from the Farm.”
He never went out with her again. Other girls just sweating over him (it was ridiculous) but as his best friend… finally I was getting some attention but (not like Zack).
Later on I noticed he would sort of lead them on and dump them. I asked him why do that? He once more, he hops down and into my bunk and said, “Every one so far only cares about my position not me…”
He was basically crying because he wanted someone to love him for who he was (not because he was a jock and popular). BUT WE WERE UNWANTED KIDS SO…
It’s not like he was being dramatic. It was just a harsh reality.
It sucked because he already figured out he was being used. Then he said something that shocked me… He whispered in my ear. “ I trust you.” And I turned and look him about the time he put my hand on his reality hard, really big sausage.
i was like dude, we goon out and stuff but… but I’m not wanting to be the quarter backs secret solution for a lady fail.. By that time his hand was in my shorts and my dick was not supposed to be liking a dude tugging it.. He said, follow me.
i was not wanting to do what I thought my best friend was gonna ask..
but I went and we went to the rec room and in the supply closet.
In there was the staircase to a huge attic storage space (floored lighted and all).
Up we went and when we got there 4 other guys were already going at it… it wasn’t their first rodeo.. (damn I still see that In my head).
I had heard about it but never been up there.
in like 10 seconds Zack was all over me and I said dude I think your dick is gonna hurt.
Seriously Zack was not a little guy. Me I was that one that surprises most people.
I was short (still not much taller) a buck 30 soaking wet but size 12 shoes and a dick that belongs on a big ole boy.
Then he said okay, you fuck me and we will get past you being the bitch thing.
I was like… Your joking right? He grabbed me and apparently he probably had been with other guys. I hadn’t been past a random goon session or blow job.
So, I had this unthinkable secret that no one but 6 guys could ever know (back then).
I was fucking the quarterback and somehow that made me feel loved in a very messed up way. It also gave me a hidden confidence to get to have those secrets.
Later it turned into a more 50/50 thing between the six of us and so much stuff went on that the word “gay” probably couldn’t be overlooked… no way! Holy moly at the stuff we did.
Then I got into church mainly just for a change. SOMEHOW the preachers son became sort of infatuated with me…
About 3 Sundays later I was having the preachers son for lunch and he was wild as the devil and also delicious! Later, he got initiated as an honorary “farm” boys banger club. How he took all that I still wonder…
Yet everyone of us (7 total) got married most had kids and I guess every of us also were in failed marriages (except the preachers son and he’s totally miserable).
Until Covid we usually tried to all meet up one a year… Most probably think it’s for sex but not really. Its just because we care about each other but sex is never off limits.
I don’t think any of us have had sex other guys since we graduated And I don’t think any one was actually “gay”… (but back then…wild was an understatement)
So my growing up may have messed me up some but in that 6 and then 7 guys never betrayed each other. it was something that became like our own missing famly. And if we had of had access to video cameras we would probably be porn stars.
We still talk and I’m hoping we can start back our meeting up somewhere again soon.
It looks promising ALL accept for one.
He has health issues and by our own code no one gets left out…
SO WE WILL ALL PROBABLY GO SEE HIM…
We never leave anyone out, unless that is what they choose.
Obviously attraction has a lot to do with situations and mindset but if today Zack showed up and that night hopped in bed with me… I know that situation would instantly change to where we were when we were just crazy teenagers.
If it ever does happend I’m not gonna say no… and from the crazy stuff he says?
And now he is totally unattached again… My guess this spring someone is gonna have a sore ass and a lasting smile.