{"id":270,"date":"2020-02-07T10:15:16","date_gmt":"2020-02-07T10:15:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/?p=270"},"modified":"2020-02-12T11:41:34","modified_gmt":"2020-02-12T11:41:34","slug":"galloping-johnny","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/galloping-johnny\/270\/","title":{"rendered":"Galloping Johnny"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1006\" height=\"1024\" src=\"http:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny-1006x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-291\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny.jpg 1006w, https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny.jpg 295w, https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny.jpg 1509w, https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny.jpg 2013w, https:\/\/www.swanseawriterscircle.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/GALLOPING-Johnny.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>My name is Stephen Sacks and I\u2019m a complete faggot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Oh, I know,\nI know, bluntness is discouraged these days and words like that reek of\nself-loathing but I\u2019m not pussy footing around, tonight I aim for honesty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ll tell\nyou about a revelation I had last week which stoked the embers and relit my\npassion. I was at an outdoor pool party, held by my sister\u2019s in-laws. A\ncelebration over the fact they had stuck it out for fifty years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So, there I\nwas, meekly maundering by the barbecue when I became aware of somebody\u2019s\nnephew, Johnny whatever, wafting by the swimming pool. And as that handsome\nyouth, wearing nothing but tight trunks, beer in hand, talked to another Adonis,\ndear reader I felt the desire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<p>As strong as\nit was when I was fourteen, that age when lust is like a hit of pure cocaine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Perhaps if\nyou\u2019re a straight male, (lucky you), you can recall your first experience with\nthat reliable substitute for love: pornography. I remember Ian Forbes smuggling\na Mayfair into school and we, acne ridden lads gathered around to stare at\npages of stark women cupping their mammeries and spreading their fundamentals.\nThe other boys drooled but I was proudly indifferent, after all these johnnies\nwere reduced to crawling on all fours and grunting ape like at the merest hint\nof T and A which in my opinion was tragically undignified. But alas scarcely a\nweek later when I was killing time in a friend\u2019s house, we snuck into his older\nbrother\u2019s bedroom and my pal lifted up the mattress to show me the secret\nshame. A magazine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His brother,\nI was told was a homo, this beefcake publication being Exhibit A in evidence,\nbut good Moses, when I saw those musclemen with long cocks that put stallions\nto shame, my own modest package sprung alive and I shook like I had palsy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Was that\never a wake up! I was queer, gay, a silly little sodomite. I was as lustful and\nstupid as my fellow boys. I just didn\u2019t sniff the ankles of the feminine crowd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But coward\nthat I was, besides reading the occasion Men\u2019s Health magazine, I failed to act\nupon these impulses, I was a celibate out of shame, and encountering Galloping\nJohnny by the pool that day brought home how much I had missed out on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Years of a\nwasted youth, memories never made, adventures never taken, all because I refused\nto play the game called life. Had I met him twenty years ago and not been the\nbalding fatty that I am, I might have had the courage to chat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I\ndidn\u2019t. Come to think of it, I\u2019ve never had a man or woman look at me with\ndevoted eyes and tell me that they love me. I\u2019ve never known what romance feels\nlike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s not fun\nbeing queer, not fun at all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My name is Stephen Sacks and I\u2019m a complete faggot. 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