Pretty sure I've posted something like this before. Found it on Reddit, agree with 99% . . .
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In Defense of Body Hair
My brother was barely able to contain his laughter as he plopped the dusty old shoebox into my lap. Turned out it was my '70s porn stash from High School. He'd unearthed it while cleaning out Mom's garage.
At first, I worried that my bro's laughter might have been masking whatever psychological trauma he had incurred while going through the box, but no; the pictures were actually pretty innocent and almost quaint: my favorite JC Penny underwear models, a shirtless Joe Namath, Jim Palmer in his Jockey shorts, Burt Reynolds wearing nothing but a smile....
As we continued through the stacks, we couldn't help but notice that the men were hirsute! It was as if lusty brigades of coarse, dark hair had conquered every territory south of their Adam's Apples. We'd obviously forgotten about the days when body hair was considered a positive and even sexy (!) attribute.
What happened? How and when did hair become an endangered species? And is the pendulum finally swinging back? I love body hair. It was the first thing that ever turned me on about guys.
The only men who still seem to have a positive attitude about their fur are the Bears. I love ultra-hirsute Bear men, with their thick, sprawling forests of sexy body hair, but why do some feel the need to create a "defensible space", so to speak, around their privates? Why not just leave the pubes alone? For me, the sudden juxtaposition of dense growth and bare skin can be a bit of a turn off: during sex, I sometimes feel as if I'm a pilot approaching a South American drug lord's covert landing strip, and while I appreciate the accommodating gesture, I'd just assume take my chances parachuting into the thickets, with a 5 day supply of rations if you know what I mean.
Then you've got the young trimmer artist types, whose below-the-belt masterpieces have been preserved for posterity thanks to the millions of selfies they've uploaded to the Internet over the years. I've observed round bushes, square bushes, rectangular bushes, and even triangles. Impressive work for sure, but it's about as arousing as taking a garden tour through the English countryside. I prefer Safaris, with a local guide and translator in tow.
At the farthest extreme are those of you who shave it all: chest, arms, legs, buttocks...nothing is spared. For my tastes, y'all look like mannequins. Up close, the sea of vacant follicles makes me feel as though I'm caressing a raw supermarket chicken. And 24 hours later, the rough stubble's back. Far be it for me to complain about the complimentary cheek exfoliation I get while doing my thing, but honestly, it just feels weird.
OK, full disclosure here: I Nair my back. I'm pretty good at getting my upper and lower back covered, but I've almost dislocated my shoulder while trying to slather up the mid-region. (Mom's offered to help out, but dude, no!) After rinsing off, the end result looks more like deforestation than depilation: a few trees remain standing, others lie beside their stumps, twisted and broken.
I'm also not above plucking those damn 3-inch wiry eyebrow hairs that seem to pop out of nowhere. But guys, what's up with the eyebrow-sculpting? Personally, nothing says "spank me" like a thick monobrow.
We know that the Ancients used to shave their bodies and pluck their eyebrows in order to keep the bugs away and maintain a fresh, adolescent look; but that was then, and this is now: Today we have shampoos for the critters and a much healthier attitude towards aging--contemporary gay men don't consider themselves washed up until well into their 22's. That's progress, I tell you!
So why the persistent aversion to fur? We tolerate beards, and these days foreskins are all the rage. When it comes to recapturing our caveman selves, we're already two thirds of the way there, aren't we?
Let's take the final step and toss the razors and the trimmers and even the Nair. This shameful era of hairmophobia must come to an end!
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9 comments:
I couldn't agree with you more
I 100% agree with you. My earliest memory is of a man with a hairy arm holding me. I don't remember anything else. It isn't a sexual memory, but it is a comforting one. I'm hairy and so is my husband. I LOVE hairy men. I don't mind some men who aren't as long as they don't look underage because of it. Then that's just weird. I get that everyone is turned on by something and Lord knows body hair is mine. Just this morning at the gym, I had a hard time keeping my eyes off of a guy with hairy legs and I could tell his midsection was hairy because every time he lifted weights, it showed.......mmmmmm...very hot :).
I love men in their natural state.
This shaving from top to bottom is not appealing to me. What really gets me is guys who shave their crotch to look pubescent. No, thank you.
Now I do believe in taming the beast so things don't get out of control.
If I would shave anything it would be my back. I can't reach back there so it is out of my mind. And no, I will not go to a special place to have it done. I do have a hairy front and every once in a while-month or two-I may shave things down with with a number 1 or 2 clipper blade BUT not smooth.
I do feel empathy for the guys who look like gorillas.
Sorry but as I'm TOTALLY naturaly hairless I cannot be on your hairy men fan club.
None the less, I have some hair on my armpits, pub anf balls but so little.
what is special for me is that even at 73yo I still have ALL my hair on my head with not much grey ones too... Which let me look 10 years younger also because I'm 5f 10 i, and weighs 16c pounds. No big belly too... Swimmer look....
My ex 34yo BF was what you call a cub even having hair on his back. So to me being hairy or not is all about a personnal choice. That ex BF was more into old hairy men but when we met, it was love at first sight...
Congrats on having all your (head) hair. I think we've had this conversation before. It isn't about everyone needing to be hairy but that I celebrate what's natural, meaning I find it unappealing when guys shave down their pits, pubes, etc. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion and that's my personal choice. Passe une bonne journée!
En España se dice: donde hay pelo hay alegría
Translation - In Spain they say: where there is hair there is joy.
Have you experienced people watching your cock at the gym showers? I'm 32 and the only hairy man around, so I like to show off!!
Moi aussi, je trouve qu'une queue rasée ressemble plus à un cou de poulet déplumé. J'adore les poils!
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