bostonman

I can think of several times pre-puberty when I realized I was privately taking particular notice of a male celeb or athlete or even classmate, etc, but the earliest thing I can remember was when I was 5 or 6. I had a friend my age, Steven, who had an older brother Chris (he might have been all of 9 or 10, but when you're 5, that seems like SO grown up lol) - and I seem to think I had curious feelings about Chris. (Funny, the one memory I have is that he wore what seemed to me to be a "grown up" watch lol). In some way I must have been looking up to him, even though I didn't recognize this as anything really "romantic" or sexual. And of course Steven and I were just "little kids" to him - I don't know if he ever really took much notice of me. But I would remember going home after being at Steven's house, and somehow I'd always think about Chris.
 
In grade school, when we first started dealing with being naked and showering along with gym class (4th grade, I think), there was one boy named Joe who was uncut - and of course in that awkward time when everyone's curious about looking at everyone else (even as they try not to admit it), he got some stares and some disgusted reactions from some of the boys. I remember Joe pulling the foreskin back to show that it was otherwise the same as the rest of us - maybe he went back and forth a few times - and I was fascinated by it. I do remember hearing one of the boys saying something like "god, don't PLAY with it..." - but oh how I wanted to get up the nerve to ask Joe to show it to me privately lol.
 
As I got closer to puberty and started not only truly realizing I liked other boys but was starting to notice *what* I liked about them, I remember a rather defining incident. I might have been 12 or so - not sure - but my family went to see a local college basketball game. And I found myself not watching the game itself as much as I realized I could get hours of free peeks at college boys' armpit hair every time they raised their arms. I'm not sure I knew what a "fetish" was quite yet, but I knew that I was very drawn to those somewhat private patches of hair. And I still am, lol.

I can think of several times pre-puberty when I realized I was privately taking particular notice of a male celeb or athlete or even classmate, etc, but the earliest thing I can remember was when I was 5 or 6. I had a friend my age, Steven, who had an older brother Chris (he might have been all of 9 or 10, but when you're 5, that seems like SO grown up lol) - and I seem to think I had curious feelings about Chris. (Funny, the one memory I have is that he wore what seemed to me to be a "grown up" watch lol). In some way I must have been looking up to him, even though I didn't recognize this as anything really "romantic" or sexual. And of course Steven and I were just "little kids" to him - I don't know if he ever really took much notice of me. But I would remember going home after being at Steven's house, and somehow I'd always think about Chris.
 
In grade school, when we first started dealing with being naked and showering along with gym class (4th grade, I think), there was one boy named Joe who was uncut - and of course in that awkward time when everyone's curious about looking at everyone else (even as they try not to admit it), he got some stares and some disgusted reactions from some of the boys. I remember Joe pulling the foreskin back to show that it was otherwise the same as the rest of us - maybe he went back and forth a few times - and I was fascinated by it. I do remember hearing one of the boys saying something like "god, don't PLAY with it..." - but oh how I wanted to get up the nerve to ask Joe to show it to me privately lol.
 
As I got closer to puberty and started not only truly realizing I liked other boys but was starting to notice *what* I liked about them, I remember a rather defining incident. I might have been 12 or so - not sure - but my family went to see a local college basketball game. And I found myself not watching the game itself as much as I realized I could get hours of free peeks at college boys' armpit hair every time they raised their arms. I'm not sure I knew what a "fetish" was quite yet, but I knew that I was very drawn to those somewhat private patches of hair. And I still am, lol.

I can think of several times pre-puberty when I realized I was privately taking particular notice of a male celeb or athlete or even classmate, etc, but the earliest thing I can remember was when I was 5 or 6. I had a friend my age, Steven, who had an older brother Chris (he might have been all of 9 or 10, but when you're 5, that seems like SO grown up lol) - and I seem to think I had curious feelings about Chris. (Funny, the one memory I have is that he wore what seemed to me to be a "grown up" watch lol). In some way I must have been looking up to him, even though I didn't recognize this as anything really "romantic" or sexual. And of course Steven and I were just "little kids" to him - I don't know if he ever really took much notice of me. But I would remember going home after being at Steven's house, and somehow I'd always think about Chris.
 
In grade school, when we first started dealing with being naked and showering along with gym class (4th grade, I think), there was one boy named Joe who was uncut - and of course in that awkward time when everyone's curious about looking at everyone else (even as they try not to admit it), he got some stares and some disgusted reactions from some of the boys. I remember Joe pulling the foreskin back to show that it was otherwise the same as the rest of us - maybe he went back and forth a few times - and I was fascinated by it. I do remember hearing one of the boys saying something like "god, don't PLAY with it..." - but oh how I wanted to get up the nerve to ask Joe to show it to me privately lol.
 
As I got closer to puberty and started not only truly realizing I liked other boys but was starting to notice *what* I liked about them, I remember a rather defining incident. I might have been 12 or so - not sure - but my family went to see a local college basketball game. And I found myself not watching the game itself as much as I realized I could get hours of free peeks at college boys' armpit hair every time they raised their arms. I'm not sure I knew what a "fetish" was quite yet, but I knew that I was very drawn to those somewhat private patches of hair. And I still am, lol.

Speaking as a man who has battled weight all my life, I think it's pretty common knowledge that the hard part really isn't losing the weight, it's keeping it off. And most people lose that battle. That said, indeed, Subway should have been keeping eyes on his waistline. Or maybe they just didn't care.

Speaking as a man who has battled weight all my life, I think it's pretty common knowledge that the hard part really isn't losing the weight, it's keeping it off. And most people lose that battle. That said, indeed, Subway should have been keeping eyes on his waistline. Or maybe they just didn't care.

Some of us have also referred to Whole Foods as "The Food Museum."

I think you're doing the right thing by getting to the doctor and the dentist - not only to see if they can find the problem but also, very importantly, to ease your own mind. And please don't forget that self-diagnosis can be a very misleading thing. That's why there are professionals to diagnose for you, lol.
 
Above all, don't worry yourself crazy. Hopefully and most likely, it's not nearly at all as bad as you might think it is.
 
Glad you shared with us, though. And I'm sending wonderful thoughts your way.

I think you're doing the right thing by getting to the doctor and the dentist - not only to see if they can find the problem but also, very importantly, to ease your own mind. And please don't forget that self-diagnosis can be a very misleading thing. That's why there are professionals to diagnose for you, lol.
 
Above all, don't worry yourself crazy. Hopefully and most likely, it's not nearly at all as bad as you might think it is.
 
Glad you shared with us, though. And I'm sending wonderful thoughts your way.

Some of us have also referred to Whole Foods as "The Food Museum."