|Prince Charming - Disney Version|
I saw him again this morning. "Him" was Prince Charming. As my fellow gay bloggers know all to well, we're always on the lookout for the elusive Prince. We haunt the gay bars hoping against hope that we will see HIM leaning against the far wall locking eyes with us as soon as we walk into the bar. We go to gay churches hoping to meet HIM at the coffee get together at the end of the services. We hang out at the gay section of the beach hoping that he will see how adorable we are in spite of our less than perfect beach bodies. Oh yes, WE all know what I'm talking about.
Well, this morning I went for my haircut at Dino's Barber Shop located in the back of the Essentials Beauty Store at the Safeway Shopping Center in Rehoboth Beach. I was hardly settled into the barber chair when HE walked in. Yes, it was Prince Charming again!
I've seen HIM many times over the years. In fact, twice I even hooked up with the Prince. Both affairs were intense but short. Neither one ended well. But while they lasted, they were heaven. HEAVEN! Memories that I will never, never forget. I often go back and relive those memories.
Yes, this morning HE showed himself again. This Prince was in his late 40's or early 50's. About 5'9" or 10" tall. Light brown crew cut (I am a sucker - no pun intended - for older guys with a crew cut) hair.
He was dressed in a casual shirt which he was wearing out over his tan shorts. He had white socks and was wearing a new pair of sneakers. He was adorable!
As soon as he came in he averted his eyes from mine. I'm sorry folks, when I see Prince Charming my hungry eyes must give me away like a fool. I probably scare them all off. Well, he did avert eye contact and immediately sat down and picked up a newspaper and started to read it.
While Dino was cutting my hair and talking to me (don't ask me what he was talking about, my mind was racing ahead to these would do together during the next ten years; the trips, the parties, and the...oh yes, the bed), I was sneaking furtive glances at HIM. Oh such nice legs, hairy but not TOO hairy. Nice hair (crewcut.) I like the shape of his mouth. Oh yes, very, very nice.
You know it's funny but I'm not usually attracted to gay men. Sometimes I think I'm doomed to only find straight men attractive. I think it is their natural masculinity, innocence and lack of bitchiness that attract me. I have gay friends but (no offense if you're reading this my gay friends) I find none of them attractive. We're loaded with gay guys down here in the East Coast Gay Playground of Washington, D.C. but I find NONE of them attractive. Not even the butchies who do the ManDance thing at the local leather bar.
Nope, they are all a bunch of limp weenies to me. The irony is that the straight men I am attracted to would be limp with me. I'm in a Catch-22.
Some years ago I became resigned to the fact that I would never, ever have a fling or romantic interest in anyone again. Oh I know, you ask "What about your spouse?" Hey, I love my spouse and he loves me but THAT part of our relationship ended decades ago. Not that I'm champing at the bit to hop into bed with someone, I'm not. But, every now and than I see someone like this guy this morning that gets the old juices flowing again.
Hey, maybe there is still some life in the old bird yet.
Here are a couple of my fantasies in the entertainment world today. For either one of these men, I would literally run away from home. Yes I would.
|Bradley Cooper - be still my heart.|
If I did a Threesome with these two, I would implode.