Sunday, January 22, 2006

"Happy Trails" to You


What can I say? Yes, I find this photo sexy, there is just something about a guy with that beautiful tuff of hair leading down from his navel. . .it warms my heart and fuels the imagination of what lies hidden. I guess it comes from some of the earlier images and the realization I discovered from growing up in the tobacco fields of the South. It was early in the morning when my Dad would go around and pick the workers up, crowded together huddled down in the back of the pickup truck, usually teenagers out of school for the summer needing to earn extra money. Boys for the cropping and girls for the stringing. Mind you, this was in the early days of tobacco harvesting, but long after Grand Dad's days of pulling sleds with mules through the rows of tobacco while the men walked and cropped and the girls waited back at the barn to string the tobacco, things now was modernized. Tractor drawn tobacco harvesters, two storied, at that. The boys would sit on the lower lever, two on each side and crop the ripen leaves of tobacco off the stalk and then place two or three leaves at a time in a chain which carried it up to the girls stringing it onto tobacco sticks on the second story. In the early mornings, the leaves of the tobacco would be wet and sticky and all the boys would remain shirted, keeping on their shirts of long sleeves to keep the dirt and grim off, but later in the day, when the hot Southern sun came out, often times the shirts would come off. I guess, it was during this time I realized things were a little different. For some reason, I could not help myself from looking, there was something about seeing hot, muscled, half naked. country boys with sweat glistening off their bodies and it was "this" something that was causing "this" tingle I felt inside. Especially, the one boy that lived down the road, he was tall, lean, and had a light dusting of hair on his chest, but leading down from his navel it was thick and full, downward it grew, hidden from my view by his tight worn jeans. Yes, I knew . . .there was no denying it . . .especially after what happened later that summer.

12 comments:

Steve said...

Ooooh. You said *tingle*. I too, find that hot.

Bobby Xanadu said...

You've definitely captured something here, Stephen. I, too, remember loving the opportunity to "catch a glimpse" of guys when I was a "corn detassler." It was a bitch of a job, but I always got to see some guy candy when the shirts came off. I was about 15 at the time or so. I knew I was different by then...just didn't know what it meant. Now I do... :) and I'm lovin' every minute of it.

As for what happened later in the summer -- well, you've opened the door and now you have to let us in for the goods. You know we're waiting for it, hon. LOL Hopefully we'll be hearing more about "that summer" soon. Love you bud.

Joel said...

I have ALWAYS thought Happy Trails were UBER hot! This one didn't disappoint.

Spider said...

oh yea... NOTHING hotter than a trail...

Like you, I really started knowing I was "different" when I was watching College Football when I was a kid in th 1970's - they had just invented break away jerseys and the jerseys that just hit at the belt line - so all you could see were those fantastic hairy tummies and all those trails - THAT is when I started figuring I was gay...

Still love watching the Doug Flutie pass against Miami - because he is in one of those jerseys and he as a wonderfully hairy tummy!

Thanks for a great memory!

Anthony said...

That is just damn HOT. Makes you want to follow that trail to happiness.

Hey now don't leave us with a cliff hanger. What happened later that summer????? Perverted .... I mean, curious minds want to know? lol.

jetboy747 said...

I just face-planted into the computer screen trying to look down that sexy trail. Not the foto, the one you described.

This is great. One of my fantasies come to life in a tobacco field.

The South is so sexy.

Rey Rey said...

Hot damn, I love Happy Trails too... That's why I love summer so much. Oof.

jjd said...

treasure trails! oh yes, so aptly named. I could lick on them for houuurrssss. eek.

Stephen said...

Hey guys, it gave me much pleasure knowing, y'all love a man's treasure trail as much as me...yesterday for lunch I was waiting in line for a BBQ sandwich when my eyes caught a glimpse of this young guy as he lifted his shirt tail to wipe his face.. talk about HOT FLASHES...his was perfect....

Spider said...

The unexpected flashes are always the best - they seem to be the ones that stay emblazened in your mind!

Kiss My Mike said...

This is exactly one of the reasons why I love sunsets...

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