Maybe the whole idea of fantasy and sexuality involved clothing emanates from the Burlesque houses of the early to mid 20th Century where women could drive men (and admittedly, some women) crazy with bump and grind acts featuring scantily clinging clothing and the promise of the riches beneath. Somehow, that whole scene never became mainstream with males. Maybe it's because bulging clothing on endowed men is just too overtly sexual. Or maybe it's because gay people always knew how to maintain a alight edge in creating nasty, yet highly intense imagery that we kept slightly hidden so it would not become too mainstream. Whatever the reason, I love the fact that the love for the in-your-face bulge is somewhat uniquely male and uniquely provocative for lovers of the phallus. These pictures, again courtesy of my buddy Robert "Meanie" Means, say what I'm describing better than words. As a cock worshiper, a love of all things phallic, it's the slightly hidden delight that the bulge elicits. It's male burlesque but with that sexual swagger that enlightened males "get" better than their straight counterparts. It's a part of my emotional psyche that I fully embrace and relish. When I find that "son" to bring into my life, he will have figured out the power of the bulge, the ultimate force that a thick phallic package represents to people like me. He will take pride in his gift and be giving and caring enough to share it. Oh gosh, there I go getting all family-oriented Thanksgiving/Holiday-like in my "all's right with the world" perceptions. Never fear, the New Year will arrive quickly when we all succumb to the jaded realities of the pending fiscal cliff, massive unemployment and widespread carnage and war. So I suggest we make this a great season and channel our inner perv. If you are an endowed exhibitionist top, show it! If you love servicing those who dominate our throats, make it happen. Here at the holiday season, not unlike any season actually, sperm is a terrible thing to waste!
