commented on SL Letter of the Day: Look But Don't Ogle—And Don't Blow Kisses!
Out gay man here, been working out at gyms my entire adult life (actually working out, not primarily socializing - but hey, not judging anyone there). In my early teen years, when Phys Ed was still mandatory until sophomore year, locker rooms were simutaneously incredibly exciting and terrifying. It took me years to feel like I had any right to be in a locker room, and could own who I was without feeling "less than," or uncomfortable in so many ways.
Any grown up guy oughta know that outright ogling and inappropriate leering/gestures/body lingo in a locker room is inappropriate. Another side of that is that decent guys should know how to discreetly check someone out in a locker room without making an ass outta himself or making someone else feel uncomfortable. Some things just aren't cool. I don't care how confident and well-built you are, when you're naked in front of other people, at least a small feeling of vulnerability can come into play, even if the others are naked too. People can and do get embarrassed and/or creeped out in a situation like that.
I don't think of mysef as a hot guy or even marginally good looking in any way, but I'm in decent shape. I've been made to feel pretty uncomfortable in locker rooms by other gay dudes who I feel cross the line. As a gay man, a certain amount of that does stroke my ego, but too far is too far. My advice to LW: develop real tunnel vision in the locker room, keep your vision straight ahead or down toward the floor, avoid any eye contact, and get through your shower and dressing routine as quickly and discreetly as possible. There are always going to be assholes out there, gay or straight. The LW, a gay-positive straight ally, still has legitimate feelings on this.
commented on SL Letter of the Day: Big & Juicy
"straight" cousin is probably a Kinsey 4 or 5, and the LW is likely the first (or close to first) guy the straight cuz has ever done full on, naked, man on man stuff with. If the LW was telling me this story, I'd probably say, "so his beginner's head sucks, did you make out at all, and what kind of kisser is he, how ravenous is he when it comes to tonsil hockey?" The drunken love declarations definitely speak to something long pent up and liberated-when-hammered. I've been in the LW's shoes once or twice in the past - almost identical situations - and it's only a matter of time before the straight cousin is openly shacked up with some guy.
@27, I didn't nearly have to go rub one out, but this is one of the few savage love letters that really did give me tingly feelings down there.
@25, I think I have a little crush on you.
commented on Light Slogging From Me Today
I'm not certain (just guessin'), but I think theses are probably young boxers in training - or just a bunch of youngsters possibly interested in boxer style training. One takes a lotta hits to the torso in ring.
commented on Of Monsters and Balance
Where is Beacon Ave Sandwiches in relation to the Beacon Hill Light Rail Station? About how far from? Thanks much. -Alex.
commented on The Always Ugly Beacon Hill Branch Library
I'm one of those appreciative library geeks who did that Library Passport thing where you visit every SPL branch and get your little SPL passport stamped. Visiting all the branches was well worth the effort. The Beacon Hill branch was one of the last ones I got to, and of all of them was the most surprising (pleasantly) once I stepped inside. The exterior I think is ok, but grows on you once you appreciate the details. But the interior, in contrast to how you perceive the outside (especially after having visited so many other branches), was the most jaw-dropping. The light, the soaring space, the layout, and all the amazing wood work - inspiring.