they're called mutuals

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they're called mutuals
“Two Dancers”, 1977. © Dustin Pittman
I like my men how I like my wine: full-bodied and with fruity undertones
For those of you who aren't getting this: I like FAT men who are GAY. They are COOL and I want to KISS THEM
magic is real you fools it happens when you make other people laugh
I don’t automatically assume that masc gay men are trying to look straight and neither should you. Let’s compare a lumberjack bear to, say, a 2012-style metrosexual hipster. The lumberjack bear is more masculine but still looks, to the cultured eye, more gay. I follow this leather daddy on Instagram who, in addition to posting photoshoots of himself in chaps, will post Spotify links to his favorite kpop girl groups and pics of his autumnal arts and crafts projects. This is not a contradiction or a “gotcha” when you realize that leather is not necessarily a face-value boast of one’s masculinity but its own nuanced form of gender fuckery. Gay men are operating on levels straight people will never understand.
Reminds me of that dumb tweet that was like "you call him daddy but his friends call him sis" as like a gotcha. The idea that femininity degrades masculinity or vice versa is deeply heterosexual and has no place here
loving men feels genuinely so good and liberating. i wouldn't change my attraction to them for anything in the world. i love men. i love loving men.
I don't want to go to work I want to engage in gay boy activities
“Tell her ur gay” (written at the receiver of a telephone booth)
rory came out to me as nonbinary and wants to start using they/them pronouns!!!
and at first i was nervous because they were trying to describe the way they experience dysphoria to me and using the word "lesbian" a lot, which made me think either a) they didn't see me as a real man or b) they were gonna realize they weren't attracted to me
but i said "i have to ask, and i don't wanna make it about me because that's rude and stupid, but—" and they instantly interrupted me like "baby i'm not going anywhere, i promise. i love you." and 🥺🥺🥺 i love you. i love you so much, you big beautiful love of mine. 💛💛💛
Denis Sarazhin
David Harbour as Jim Hopper in Stranger Things. Chapter One: The Vanishing of Will Byers.
men’s thighs (crowd of hundreds of thousands applauding)
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I hope this was next to an advertisement for Pierced Tits "for the man who has everything" the pettiness, can you imagine it
relationships are so much healthier when the goal is to experience life together and not to try to make the person into who you want them to be or to make them do what you want them to do.
In the 1950’s drug stores not only filled your prescription, but there was usually a food counter, ice cream and coffee. My Great Uncle Angelo worked as a soda clerk in the New York suburbs where a man named Bill would come in and flirt with him.
At a time when being gay could cause you to be arrested, Bill and Angelo, fell in love and began their lives together by renting a home in Fire Island where they could escape on weekends.
They soon built a home and life together as part of a migration of gay men from NYC that was beginning to happen. It was a quieter time, decades before Stonewall or the heyday of the "gay 70's".
As time passed, they helped to build a growing gay community there, where men were free to be, share, and discuss life. They would reminisce about the days when sharply dressed gay men went to the Bon Soir to hear a 20-something Barbra Streisand.
My great Uncles Angelo and Bill were never legally married. Bill died of cancer before he could see gay marriage legalized. But they lived together their whole lives, spending winters in Manhattan, and summers in Fire Island.