Accidentally Erotic
There I am, sitting in the dark, squinting at a chart of letters trying to work out if that's an E or a H. The optician is leaning toward me and suddenly I'm concentrating more on her than the chart, praying she doesn't get any closer or this could get embarrassing.
What situations in your life have you found accidentally/inappropriately erotic?
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 12:49)
There I am, sitting in the dark, squinting at a chart of letters trying to work out if that's an E or a H. The optician is leaning toward me and suddenly I'm concentrating more on her than the chart, praying she doesn't get any closer or this could get embarrassing.
What situations in your life have you found accidentally/inappropriately erotic?
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 12:49)
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Where to begin?
Lots of my 'inappropriate moments' are simply normal erotic moments that happened to happen prior to coming out as a gayer, but some are a little more unusual than that...
Sitting on my dads lap (age 4 I think) watching Avon in Blake's 7. Actually had an orgasm! Didn't know what had happened, so after lights out, went and sat on the loo and stared at little moog to see if I could get him to do it again. Succeeded! First two gos, and I didn't have to touch the thing. I wonder if this is related to me being a 'late bloomer'... Didn't start properly coughing yoghurt until I was nearly 16.
When a sexy (so I was told) gym mistress who also took us for Social Studies leant over me to correct some work and pressed a bosom into my face because I turned at the wrong moment... Not a flicker from me, but plenty of jealousy from some of the other boys. Should have known then, really...
Suspected appendicitis at 12 was fantastic... Mum thought I was just trying to skive, as I'd been reading a medical book the night previous (I wasn't: It blinking hurt at the time). Took me to see the GP, who did tummy exam, and promptly got whisked up to A+E, where an 'absolutely goww-juss' male nurse got three knuckles deep in my rear end. Mum thought the expression on my face was pain. Bless.
More medical examinations when I was 14, as I had to be circumcised. Had to think of Margaret thatcher naked on a cold day on a bike on a cobbled street, racing downhill so her feet were off the pedals. Thankful for both the tasty attending doctor and the fact that they didn't have to shave my new and ever-so-proud-of tuft of tadger hair.
Not much during College and early Uni, and then came out, so started *doing* all the stuff that was deemed 'inappropriate' before that :)
Since? Furry (and reptillian) yiff and erotica rates on my 'I really shouldn't be enjoying this but I am' scale, but its becoming more nominal. Fantastic ass on one of the shop floor production supervisors occasionally has me nipping to the loo for a slightly longer-than-normal constitutional. (He knows I fancy the pants off him, and loves teasing me. His wife isn't so keen though, and keeps me away from him at works parties) I too am glad that young Harry Potter is over 16 now, cos my thoughts during that bath scene were *truly* inappropriate (although it had tinges of reminiscing of some stuff *I* got up to at school, so I don't feel too bad)
Everyone's answers have all given me something to think about. I'm just glad the porn blocker at work doesn't scan text. A quiet browser window in small font in the corner of the screen with a naughty story or two makes the day go oh-so-quickly :) And mates think I'm busy trying to figure out a knotty piece of code!
I'm not going to apologise for length. You asked for it.
( , Sun 5 Feb 2006, 14:36, Reply)
Lots of my 'inappropriate moments' are simply normal erotic moments that happened to happen prior to coming out as a gayer, but some are a little more unusual than that...
Sitting on my dads lap (age 4 I think) watching Avon in Blake's 7. Actually had an orgasm! Didn't know what had happened, so after lights out, went and sat on the loo and stared at little moog to see if I could get him to do it again. Succeeded! First two gos, and I didn't have to touch the thing. I wonder if this is related to me being a 'late bloomer'... Didn't start properly coughing yoghurt until I was nearly 16.
When a sexy (so I was told) gym mistress who also took us for Social Studies leant over me to correct some work and pressed a bosom into my face because I turned at the wrong moment... Not a flicker from me, but plenty of jealousy from some of the other boys. Should have known then, really...
Suspected appendicitis at 12 was fantastic... Mum thought I was just trying to skive, as I'd been reading a medical book the night previous (I wasn't: It blinking hurt at the time). Took me to see the GP, who did tummy exam, and promptly got whisked up to A+E, where an 'absolutely goww-juss' male nurse got three knuckles deep in my rear end. Mum thought the expression on my face was pain. Bless.
More medical examinations when I was 14, as I had to be circumcised. Had to think of Margaret thatcher naked on a cold day on a bike on a cobbled street, racing downhill so her feet were off the pedals. Thankful for both the tasty attending doctor and the fact that they didn't have to shave my new and ever-so-proud-of tuft of tadger hair.
Not much during College and early Uni, and then came out, so started *doing* all the stuff that was deemed 'inappropriate' before that :)
Since? Furry (and reptillian) yiff and erotica rates on my 'I really shouldn't be enjoying this but I am' scale, but its becoming more nominal. Fantastic ass on one of the shop floor production supervisors occasionally has me nipping to the loo for a slightly longer-than-normal constitutional. (He knows I fancy the pants off him, and loves teasing me. His wife isn't so keen though, and keeps me away from him at works parties) I too am glad that young Harry Potter is over 16 now, cos my thoughts during that bath scene were *truly* inappropriate (although it had tinges of reminiscing of some stuff *I* got up to at school, so I don't feel too bad)
Everyone's answers have all given me something to think about. I'm just glad the porn blocker at work doesn't scan text. A quiet browser window in small font in the corner of the screen with a naughty story or two makes the day go oh-so-quickly :) And mates think I'm busy trying to figure out a knotty piece of code!
I'm not going to apologise for length. You asked for it.
( , Sun 5 Feb 2006, 14:36, Reply)
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