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I can't say I blame her. With the Olympics in full swing I find myself gravitating to the swimming events, although I can't help but be more interested in the after the race scenes when the swimmers peel down those all-in-one suits almost to indecent effect. And no-one seems to care that the camera is moving around all this, for which I am profoundly grateful.
I love the seeming (and probably lying) innocence of their eyes, of their mouths. Their young taut flesh, just waiting to be plundered...
As I get older I wonder if I'm just too old and pervy to be so very appreciative of the young male body -but then... Germaine Greer will always be older than me.
I'll shut up now, and just post the pictures. That's all you are here for, aren't you?
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Yes, I remember seeing that Germaine Greer documentary and thoroughly enjoying it. Not exactly what you'd expect from her, but she can be a surprising woman.
Gorgeous eye candy in it, and in your post too! Ta, mate!
ps. the piccies were a bit wonky and flowing into the post below in my browser... so I fixed it.
Thanks Portia - I struggled and struggled with the coding for this - I have real problems with Blogspot for some reason!!
Young I go for but not too young maybe 25 and over. Guys younger than that just don't appeal to me.
Didn't see the documentary unfortunately.
I love the seeming (and probably lying) innocence of their eyes, of their mouths
Hah! I don't recall there being anything innocent about being a teenager. It's like being a 40-something erotica writer: you think about sex ALL THE TIME. Only [even] less realistically. And you don't get paid to do it.
:-)
I agree about the Olympics. Love the bit where the swimmers all jump around hugging each other afterwards...
My word, I thought I was a cradle snatcher! Love the eye-candy. What a shame teenage boys are never as senstive as they look...
OMG Erastes, these boys are young.
I gave Amanda's Young Men to a friend yesterday, a friend with a 20 year old son. I wonder if she'll be uncomfortable, seeing boys that are basically her son's age being 'used' by an older woman.
Anyway, that aside, these boys are lovely to look at (although on my browser they are still running into the post below but I'm not the one to fix it. I'll check back in on MSN - that's likely the problem.
Nice to see such a to the point text with all those pics - merci Erastes.
Are you saying some of us blather on a bit, Madeline?
:-D
Legal though! Young but legal! Even the divine Mr Andresen (from Death in Venice)was over 16 when he played the part. Of course that wasn't legal THEN, but semantics schamantics.
I didn't want to wibble on, in case I was accused of sitting here rubbing my knees. Which of course, I wasn't.
Hmmm, pretty, but maybe a teeny bit too young for my tastes.
When you have teenage sons, suddenly these beautiful boys look way too much like their friends who turn up and eat everything in your larder. And I live in California...and the boys look way more mature than they should :)
But still, lovely to look at and I'm still hoping Michael Phelps' suit will fall off completely next time he starts jumping up and down during a relay race :)
I'm with Kate here, it is having son's yourself that makes you look at things differently. My son is 25 so it seems a little odd to me to even think of fancying guy's younger than him.
Actually, I was saying I blather on, Janine...my TV post was entirely too long but I had so many (shocking? horrible? important?) points to make...
When I do a crush Wednesday...coming in September...I'll try to post more pics, less print, but I already have so MANY (important? relevant? self-satisfying?) points to make about the man of almost every woman's dreams.
And then there's my upcoming post on writing for film. Gack.
Loved this post, although I'm with some of the moms of young men - I have two girls and they have two boyfriends, well, one each of course (kids these days are totally into monogamy) so, although it might amuse me to horrify my girls, I can do so with ease and without a boy toy. (All I have to do is ask if anyone has seen my 'thongs' by which I mean flip flops but they shriek and tell me no, not flip flops but...some sort of abbreviated panty?)
thanks for making my heart palpitate. good heavens. the beauty. hard to wipe slack jawed saliva off screen. thanks for posting, Erastes.
My early thirties have put me in a transitional period. I definitely prefer younger men, yet lately a lot of them look too twinky even for my tastes. (Where in California do you find the mature-looking ones, Kate? In my town I suspect jailbait as far as the eye can see...sigh.)
Ah, the Olympics. Water polo boys! Divers! And my new obsession, US swimmer Ryan Lochte...ye gods. His sweet blue eyes, tousled curls, and freckled shoulders suggest perfect innocence, but his full lips, tattoos (which I usually hate, but they work for him!), and luscious body invite total debauchery. I accept, Ryan, I accept. Right now, if you have time between events...mmm.
Day-um - now *I* feel positively pervy...
Thanks. :D
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