bostonman

It's truly fun to see how much we all differ in our preferences. For me, armpits after a workout, fuck hell yeah. But balls, for me, need to be squeaky clean if I'm going to really enjoy them.

I understand this production is set in the present day, not in the early 1960's as everything in the show dictates. What a fucking stupid thing to do.

As for this guy - I'm sure I could easily come up with some fantasies about helping him with his sweat problems lol.

Ha! Not for nothing, but I have been told a number of times over the years that I should write porn professionally. But as far as what I'm writing here about my actual roleplay experiences, I'm trying very hard not to embellish.

I don't think that I have any true recommendations for specific sites, but I just want to applaud you for your general beliefs. Yes, it's a meat market out there, and guys will often be looking for things you're not. But you have the right to lead your own sex life in the way you want - and don't let anyone try to tell you otherwise. I've always been interested in the sensual side of sex - oral being the main way I prefer to get a guy off, and yes, I do swallow. (I also just got my HIV test results back, and I'm negative.) But I have certainly met guys who feel they need to stick to protected oral sex, and I feel I have my choice to go with that (maybe honestly saying that I don't really enjoy sucking condoms, but I'll certainly do it out of respect for his feelings, because that's ultimately the most important thing), or to decide not to engage in oral with the guy. But I would never force someone into something they didn't feel comfortable with. So, as Balthazar has suggested, I'd say try a few sites, and just don't be afraid to gently state what you want and what you don't want. Given the nature of such sites and apps, you will ALWAYS find guy who will contact you for things you don't want regardless of your ad - just don't respond to them, and hope for someone who thinks more like you do. I guarantee there are many others like yourself who would appreciate your take on things. Just don't give up.

In terms of jock-oriented roleplaying, I've done a few that have been very hot. I hired an escort once (retired now, I think) who played a very credible young jock who was conflicted between enjoying his foray into male/male sex and yet regretting it as well - I enjoyed feeling like every time he grunted with pleasure he also felt like his masculinity was being taken down a peg. The sex was fun and the reactions were even more fun. I've done "starfucker" fantasies a few times as well. I remember hooking up with a guy once who was pretending to be Drew Bledsoe (Patriots quarterback before the Tom Brady era). I don't honestly remember that much about what we did, except that "Drew" really wanted to fuck me, and I wasn't going there (that was around the time that I decided I really just didn't enjoy being fucked, no matter how I tried it). But of course the idea of being fucked by a star pro quarterback was smoking hot, lol. We compromised with him lubing up my thighs and giving me a good strong football stud humping between them - and actually, that was very very hot. But one I do remember vividly - an online conversation with a potential hookup about our shared interest in baseball studs led to a fantasy session with him playing the then Sox captain/catcher Jason Varitek. We played that I was a fan getting to talk to him after the game. At first, it was all baseball talk, with him being rather boastful, etc (that attitude might have been obnoxious in real life but in the fantasy it was hot). Then out of the blue he started pawing his crotch and saying something about needing a blowjob. At first I didn't respond to that, but soon enough he brought it up again, saying that if I really wanted to show how much of a fan I was, I'd help him out. I pretended I had never done this before - he assured me he'd teach me. He unzipped and pulled his bone out, and had me kneel in front of him. He put his strong athletic hand on my head but then guided me to his cock gently (we had talked beforehand about loving that dichotemy between being a tuff jock who could also be very sensual), telling me to suck it nice and slow. He guided my head a lot. "Jason" clearly liked it slow, and very very wet (things got really slobbery and messy lol). He would make little cute baseball references - things like "suck that bat" or talk about scoring a home run, etc. A few times I remember he pulled out and batted his cock against my lips and tongue - he joked about that being me taking "batting practice." The end of the session was particularly goofy and sweet - when he was ready to score his "home run," he pulled out and aimed at my Sox jersey, "autographing" it with his cum. I have to admit that I kept that cumstained jersey around for a good while before I finally decided to wash it lol. If it wasn't the real Varitek, it was a very fun memory of a fantasy version, and I had the stained shirt to prove it lol.

If I had a big enough shower, I might be into trying something like that. Not the tying up part, but the horsing around in the shower stuff sounds fun. BTW - the object of my first post, the landlord's son, stopped by this afternoon to check the smoke alarms, etc. Just kinda funny after having just posted the fantasy about him. (And no, he really did just come up to check the alarms.)

For those of you who remember Teletubbies, I once bought a Tinky Winky doll, and it's still hanging up in my closet.

So – this was a roleplay I did with a guy who lived down the street from me – we had met several times before, basically I just sucked him off each time. I think he was around 30, but looked younger. The roleplay idea was that he’d be a straight college student curious to get his first bj from a guy. We played with the idea that I had already been meeting with one of his friends, who had told him about me, and now he was trying it out. We also decided that it would be fun to keep the roleplay going from the time he came over through the time he left – we wouldn’t go “out of character” at any point. So, when I greeted him at the door, he was this typical college boy. We shook hands, I invited him in. He was polite but clearly nervous. He reminded me that his friend had told him about me and that he was curious about trying this out. We sat down for a few and made smalltalk about school, girls, etc – his answers tended to be a bit reserved, and he was playing games on his phone to distract himself from the situation at hand. (I really enjoyed this take on things by the way.) Finally I asked if he’d mind if I touched him a little, and he didn’t object. I ran my hand over his upper body for a minute, and I could feel him tense up, but he didn’t stop me. Still tense as I put my hand on his thigh and rubbed a little. He kept playing on his phone. I reassured him and told him he could stop me if he needed to. I ran my hand over the crotch in his jeans. He was already hard. I played with him like that for a minute. He was still tense, and I could hear him breathing. But then he seemed to relax just a bit and sat back a little and spread his legs a bit. I played a bit more, and asked again if he thought he wanted to try getting a blow job. He quietly said yeah. I suggested we go into the bedroom, and I led him in. He didn’t get naked all the way – just sliding his jeans and briefs down so that they were around his ankles. Too nervous and guarded to want to really take his clothes all the way off lol. I complimented him on his boner, which in real life was really very nice – maybe about 6, a little on the thick side, and very very stiff, standing straight out. I had enjoyed sucking him in real life, and was now looking forward to doing it in this roleplay context. In real life, he liked to remain standing as I knelt, and it was the same way with this game of pretend. So I started to go down on my imaginary college boy. Although this was his first bj from a man, it wasn’t clear as to whether he had done this with girls before – maybe so, or maybe this was his first actual bj. But it was clear that he liked it. Again, his responses were a bit reserved, just as a nervous straight boy might be in this situation – but he did keep muttering “feels good” under his breath. A lot. I was getting very turned on by the halting way he was responding, actually. I stopped at one point just to admire his cock and play with it a little. I commented on how incredibly stiff it seemed, and how lucky the girls were to get boned by it. I saw him smile at at that. Then I went back at it, not wanting it to end, but all the same, eager to get his college boy load and figuring that he might not last much longer anyway. He started to grunt a bit more and I knew he was close. And then he shot – perhaps the first time he had ever been able to shoot into a mouth. Very hot. Nice load - just as in real life with this guy, of course – but pretending it was from this curious straight kid made it even hotter. His cock was still hard when I stopped, and I asked him if he thought he wanted another bj. He hedged, clearly embarrassed about what had just taken place. But he did stand there for another minute, and I did start to suck him again. But then he pulled away and said he had to get going. He awkwardly pulled his pants back on, thanked me, and was on his way. Typical straight boy, a bit confused about his feelings after getting blown by a guy for the first time. I’d probably never see him again, but maybe he’d eventually come back. I like to think the he went back to his dorm and jerked off thinking about what had just happened, his thoughts torn between having loved it and still being unsure if he should have done it. In real life, I then emailed the guy to tell him how awesome he had been – the blow job was great as always, but I was particularly amazed at how well he had played the character. He really was 100% believable. We met several times after that, and I always wanted to do that kind of roleplay with him again. But he didn’t seem to want to – maybe he was a bit embarrassed about the whole thing, or maybe he just thought it was too special to try again. But I have the memory to savor – and although I’ve done scenes that were much more involved sexually, the way he so perfectly captured the essence of the curious straight boy was so good that I still consider it one of my favorite roleplay sessions. And it's led to further fantasies as well. Like thinking about another session where he came back, but his friend came over with him, and I blew both of them as they watched each other get done. Endless possibilities.

Polyamory is certainly a possibility, but I do also certainly know people who have had committed relationships over time with partners of both genders and who have been very happy with that. I have a friend who is now in her 2nd marriage to a man, but has also always been interested in women, and between those 2 marriages, had a longterm lesbian relationship.

I do think it's interesting that people still have trouble with binary choices like bisexuality (i.e. "how can you commit to a person of one gender if you like both?") but also have trouble with what we now call "non-binary" (i.e. fluid gender identity). We do still live in a world where things are often defined as male or female, and that's that.

I thought it might be fun to start a thread on this topic. (I thought of this, actually, based on the current "dumb jock" thread in the Deli section, but didn't want to hijack that thread, so here we are.) I've always been a big fan of roleplay and fantasy scenarios - perhaps because my biggest first exposure to porn as a teen was with porn novels and "letters" publications, more than picture mags or porn films (though of course I saw those too). Making up the story for the sex to happen around could/can be as titillating as the sex itself. Some of us may fantasize more about the sex itself without much to go on besides that, for me, it's much more fun to create the whole situation. So, I thought it could be hot to describe some fantasy/roleplay ideas - stuff we've done, stuff we've thought about. For those of us with that kind of creative yen who want to share. Maybe not full stories a la Nifty, but at least the gist of the idea. Or of course actual roleplay enounters that we've enjoyed, etc. I'll have fun posting some of those, and hope that others out here will do the same. Currently I have this hot fantasy going about someone in my building. He's in his late 20's, actually my landlord's son, who still lives at home, and who does most of the handywork around the apartment when needed. They live on the first floor, I'm on the 3rd, in an old 3-family style house. He's very straight as far as I know - has been in a few relationships with girls over the time I've been here. I'm pretty sure he knows I'm gay, but has never said anything about it (I'm sure he's mature enough not to care, frankly). Very friendly guy, attractive. Irish, tall, black haired. My fantasy is that he's secretly curious, and that I actually see an ad he's placed on a local meeting site, looking to get a blow job from a guy. I take the chance and let him know he's welcome to spend some time with me if he'd like - and amazingly he takes me up on it. I imagine the small talk that might happen beforehand (maybe he even admits that he did have a college buddy blow him once, and he wanted to try that again), and love to think about the maybe sheepish way he gets undressed, etc...what his cock might be like, and what it would be like to suck him. I think about the little vocal reactions he might make, and maybe the nice surprise of feeling his hand gently caressing my head (probably the way he does with girls lol). I think about edging him a few times, then him almost begging me to get him off as he doesn't think he can hold back much longer. So I oblige and finish him off - imagining that I can feel his cock pulse as he starts to shoot, and what that load would be like as I swallow it. How he thanks me afterwards and sheepishly gets dressed and goes, but intimates that he might want to do this again sometime. Which leads me to thinking about variations on the theme as we wind up doing it pretty regularly. And of course in real life, he'll never know I have these crazy thoughts about him. I do have a roleplay I did about a first-time blow job that I'll post about later - one of my all-time favorite roleplays I've done.

I feel incredibly lucky that I work in an environment (musical theatre, both performing and teaching) that already has a basic built-in acceptance (are there homophobic actors? Sure - but I haven't encountered all that many or have had any major problems). I'm very comfortable talking about my own sexuality - and I'm one of those people that I guess we could qualify as "straight acting/appearing," so I do find that occasionally someone is surprised to hear that I'm gay. I am out to some of my students (college age), and it's always been fine - I feel a great deal of mutual respect with my students, and though I won't stereotype, a good percentage of our male students in my program over the years have been gay. I find that one conversation that comes up often is when a student is working on an AIDS-related song (stuff from the musical Falsettos, for instance), I talk about the impact of the virus when it first became news in the early 80's - a time that current students didn't live through and just don't quite understand how frightening it was. It feels good to be able to talk to them with the perspective of an older gay man without feeling "dirty" about it. That said, I don't wear my sexuality on my sleeve - I've never felt that my life or my work is "defined" by my gayness - it's just another part of me.

I guess it was the Bill Clinton plea as well - "I did not have sex with that woman..."

Quoting the article - "But the reality is that queer people have to come out over and over and over again. It’s exhausting and frankly sometimes not worth it. So I’m not always out. Maybe someone asks me if I have a wife, and I simply say no." Reminds me of a conversation I once had with a male colleague (a musician I was doing a gig with) - someone who didn't know me particularly well. I had just gone through a very bad breakup with a long term boyfriend and was very depressed over it. In a passing conversation I mentioned that I was going through some tough times after a breakup, and his immediate response, along with expressing sympathy, was to ask "any kids?" He didn't know I was gay, and he seemed to be assuming I had been married to a woman. I just said no and let it pass. One very strange coming out moment I had - I was in college, home for the summer, and was out by that point, but still flirted with the idea of dating girls also. There was one girl that I had been close to, who was very interested in me, but it just wasn't happening. I finally decided to come out to her. She was an actress, but this was the 1980's and even though she was aware of gay actors in our company, I tend to think she hadn't thought much about it all. She was disappointed to hear my news of course, but wanted to talk about it. I remember her asking me, "so, you have sex with men?" And I said I did. "Can't you get AIDS from that?" (This was the mid-'80s, as I said, and all of this was still new.) I qualified that I didn't do anal, just didn't enjoy it. Then came the remark I'll never forget - remembering of course that this was a straight female, college age - "But that IS sex. Everything else is just foreplay." And, well, I guess there are people, even now, that feel that the only "real sex" is fucking - but I'm glad I don't feel that way at all. Even back then, I remember being a bit stunned by that comment lol. (I don't remember what my response was, but I would like to think I gave her my opinion that sex could be just as valid without.)

I'd love to see that article lol. Although I'm admittedly someone who does enjoy that scent, it does surprise me, in a way, that people in a public setting such as a typical office workplace wouldn't be more aware of themselves in those surroundings. But as I think I said earlier in the thread, I'm very opposed to those who seem to bathe in cologne or aftershave, etc - I don't mind a hint of it, but if it's all-encompassing, I think it's rude. There's a theatre colleague that I would run into every now and then, seeing a show, etc, and he would really be defined by his choice of cologne - he would always want to give me a hug, which I did, but secretly hated, because then I'd be stuck with that scent on me. In the college show I'm currently rehearsing, the stage manager reminded the cast at one point that they shouldn't wear perfumes, etc, as some people may be allergic to them. Of course, the opposite (i.e. BO) would be frowned on too, and they all know that. In a setting such as a vigorous dance rehearsal (as we had this past Thursday night), they know full well how to take care of themselves for the sake of everyone else in the room. However, in the situation you mentioned, poolboy, I have to say that if I were in your place and especially if I had found your co-worker attractive, I might have wanted to find an excuse to strike up a conversation with him so I could secretly check out that BO a little more. Sorry if you find that gross, lol. In situations where things are a bit more blue collar, I suppose this can happen more often (though again, you'd think guys working those kind of jobs would be more aware of trying to stay freshened up, and I assume most do). I've noticed the occasional BO scent on repairmen, etc. I also remember one time, again in a theatre setting - I was setting up at the piano and one of the tech guys - very cute - was working on some stuff near me. I caught a whiff of his BO at one point, and found that kinda hot. But, many of you might be pleased to know that it seemed he was aware of it, as the next time he came near where I was, he had freshened up. Most people do have some decency.

It is interesting how the idea of the "dumb jock" really does have a certain appeal. Although I wouldn't be opposed to a smart jock either lol. But yeah. I think even straight ol' Oscar Hammerstein understood this lol, when he wrote in one of his songs, "he's just a lug you'd like to hug and hold against your heart." (The song is aptly named "The Gentleman Is A Dope.") Something that has always appealed to me is the goofball type - that jock or fratboy type who might be the class clown, or just a lovable goof. He may look tuff on the outside, but he's the kind of guy that loves to literally "fool around" in bed rather than just getting off. I've done that kind of roleplay with guys before, and it's really hot.

And that always surprised me, as I really figured he'd be a thorough enough actor to get it right. (Or you'd think that Julie Andrews would have discreetly coached him, or something.)

Calling ‘enry ‘iggins...

I would assume that is what tends to be called "RP" or "received pronunciation" - basically, "standard English."

It also might make more sense if you know that, for instance, the French word for "west" is "ouest," which comes out sounding the same as the English word.

If you literally just purse your lips as you would to start a "W" and make a sound, you should hear an "oo." If you then release the sound (the kind of "uh" sound you'd make as your mouth opens) you'll hear something like the "wha" of "what." But really you're saying "oo-uh."

And...a word like "why" is actually just a 3-part diphthong (merely 3 vowels that merge together, no true consonants at all) - if you say it slowly and hold it out as you go, you'll actually hear "oo-ah-ee."

Try this - start the sound of a W, but just hold on to it - don't release the sound. You'll find yourself going "oo." That's actually what a W sound is. Just that we think of it as if it were a consonant instead of a vowel. Same thing with "Y" - it's actually just an "ee" sound. The proper terms for these kind of "vowels turned consonants" are "semivowels" or "glides." (I had to learn all about this IPA stuff back when I took some linguistics courses in college, lol. But it's also very helpful to know all this stuff when I'm working with singers.)

I don't know if it's a regionalism or not. Growing up in CT (and now living in MA), we didn't start the sound with H, just W. (Which of course is literally the sound "oo" but thought of as if it were a consonant.) I do find that in vocal music (particularly as a choral technique) using the "HW" can work as a helpful attack on the sound - as the English "H" sound is literally an exhale of breath. It can also be used to sound a bit more upper crust. ;-)