I think I really should stop opening all my posts saying that "life's been a tornado" because it seems that life is always a tornado for me. It's just going to be eternally true. :)
Iowa City has long been one of my favorite vacation spots because of my friends here, but I've never spent this much time here at once. I'm visiting some friends for roughly a week and a half. One of them is having surgery and they need a little more help around the house. Last night, I got a little bored. I was looking around Manhunt and Recon to see what kind of scene there is in this town. I was chatting on Manhunt with this guy who turned out to be really awesome. Bisexual. Tall. One thing leads to another. I'm horny, I haven't gotten off in a while. We decide to meet up.
I get to his place - he's HUGE! Seriously, enormous. Each of his calves were the size of my head, his neck was thicker than his face, and he looked like he weighed twice as much as me. Later, it turned out he was 6'2", 270lbs. That's nearly twice as much as me. I asked him how and why he was such a big guy. I totally wasn't ready for the answer that I got.
"I play football," he said.
My jaw dropped. SERIOUSLY!? A real football player? A REAL ONE!?
Turned out he played football while he was an undergrad, but hasn't since he's been in grad school. Still though, a real, live, college football player!?!?!??? A dream come true for me!! This is the stuff that kinksters like us jerk off about but never actually find!
I asked him why he didn't just say it sooner. I mentioned that he probably has all the gay boys tripping over each other to get up to him for a turn. Seriously, a big, tall, pile of muscles like him? Who wouldn't?
The next answer I got also surprised me. He said that while he might try to hook up every so often, he actually rarely does. Why? Because all the gay boys say that he's too thick for them. And by "thick", they mean fat. Of course, he did have a little padding, but seriously, when a guy has that much muscle, it's damn tough to stay cut. And even so, it's not like he had a gut or anything - his stomach was flat, his legs and calves were toned, his arms were huge, his ass was beautifully sculpted. All he was missing was a six pack, and apparently, anything without a six pack is too fat for the materialistic, prissy gay bois in Iowa City.
I was just astonished. Absolutely astonished. I thought the primary fantasy of EVERY gay guy was to be able to fuck around with the captain of the football team? But I guess I'm wrong. I guess all the gay boys really want to do is fuck around with each other, themselves being skinny little twinks who think they are too good for anything less than what they call "perfection".
A travesty. Needless to mention, I didn't waste anytime getting to work on worshiping the muscles on that massive body, and more. I'm not one bit ashamed of it either. And I loved every second of it. A fantasy of mine came true last night, one that I never thought would. I wasn't even necessarily trying to fulfill it either. Some days you have to work for it, others, it just walks right up to you. :)
But really - how sad is it that boys don't fantasize about anyone who's not thin and ripped? How do we open up the minds of the general populous to be more kink-centered?
He was a genuinely nice guy. We discussed the ramifications of coming out as a gay and/or bisexual athlete and so forth. It was nice to get the perspective of someone on the other side and really get a glimpse of the inside mind of a closeted athlete. As we talked, he said something that really made me stop to think. "I truly believe that every football team has at least one lineman who's in love with his quarterback."
Lord in heaven, I hope so.