Andalucía, Spain (1987)
If I felt any pain, it was because none of those men were into boys as young as me! That might sound crazy, but it's true. It is a shame because I had enjoyed watching them so much.
After seeing these men, I would go to my bungalow or start dancing on the road.
I would play with my Walkman and loved listening to "True Blue" by Madonna. This made me so happy!
Now I find it very amusing to see this picture and remember the will and the desires I felt. Fortunately the years passed, I grew up, and I was with many men of all classes, races, and nationalities. Luckily for me, I've done it!
Javier's first, famous-person same sex crush:
I always liked the real men of the street that I saw around me, such as teachers, bread vendors, or any guys over 40 with chest hair
I was your age when I realized that older men were totally my thing. However I did not spend any time in the locker rooms because I was way too shy. What a shame.
"It is a shame because I had enjoyed watching them so much"
this sentence summarizes my first 21 years of life...
I'm now crying.
Greetings from Canaries,
where did you use to camp?
La infancia no es muy dura,....pero la adolescencia si lo es...!!!!
Un abrazo Javier. Fran.
La infancia en Andalucía sintiéntote gay...un tema que hay que vivirlo para entenderlo...
Abrazos de otro andaluz que se llama Javier.
Mi fijación por los "hombres de verdad" me viene de que teniendo 8 anios me rompí el codo. Mi compañero de habitación era un electricista que se había quemado ambos antebrazos reparando un transformador. Se llamaba Lorenzo y no podía llevar la chaqueta del pijama. Era un morenazo impresionante, fuerte y muy velludo y además muy simpático y carinioso... ¡Ay!
Yo recuerdo disfrutar igual los vestuarios masculinos en la piscina cuando era pequeño.... que recuerdos.... luego te vas cortando cada vez más hasta que dejas de fijarte, pero despues una vez te quitas las telarañas de la cabeza cuando vas al gimnasio ya de adulto haces lo mismo... Como dicen mis amigos heteros, ¡Que suerte tienes!
yo recuerdo en el camping ir con la bici hasta los baños de la otra punta, porque los meaderos eran bajitos y no se podian tapar, cuando entraba algun chulo entraba a mear para poder verle la colica, yo tendría unos 13 o 14 años, me gustaba el poder ver otros tios desnudos, en las duchas lo mismo, solia pasearme desnudo y dejar la puerta abierta por si habia suerte y veia a alguno. cuantas horas perdidas... jejeje
yo todavía sigo en el armario, nadie lo sabe, solo lso que me tiro, claro. no se si algún día daré el paso, porque tampoco tengo claro querer darlo. es duro, pero pienso que si no fuera por el respeto que les tengo a mis padres, me daría todo igual, y se que no es razón, pero como todavía no tengo nada claro... cualquier clavo ardiendo es buena excusa.
You must have been sick to be 8 and to look at older men in that way, I'm glad you did not meet any older men who are pedophiles. You should have been liking little boys your own age or something but not older men. That is not right. Were you molested or something?
I wondered if you would have done something had one of those men came on to you, no difference in a little girl looking at an older man in that manner that does not make it right. Adults and children shouldn't mingle like that
Javier, I totally get it about the locker room at the pool, and your feelings for the older males there. I felt the same ways about the lifeguards and older teen boys and young men when I was your age. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and to their feelings.
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CaLi; you're the only one who is sick here. Javier's feelings at that age were completely normal -- some of us like older, some like younger, some experience different phases as life passes. I was also physically attracted by adults at that age, of both genders. It's human nature and it's sad how you are so obsessed with being afraid and uncomfortable because someone writes about a natural feeling, like it was in its moment.
When I was 7 or 8 i started having feelings for younger boys and
I would've got completely naked n fantasize about being licked n eaten by older boys. I loved it. People just don't understand us. We're human too with strange feelings
To the "Anonymous" poster who asked if he was molested. … You can be sure the answer is "No." Such an experience would've turned him off to the who idea of *any* kind of such experience. I am thinking you are just prudish and paranoid, and you should not be trying to infect him with that way of thinking. He's fine, thanks. Your "concern" is noted...noted, and dismissed. He is not "sick" or anything else. Sometimes I think people like you might be. And I do know one thing...you lack courage.
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