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I don't know how many of you guys are YouTubers but I just have to share one with you. This will have you falling out of your chairs! When you see it you will understand my reference to bananas and they may just become your favorite fruit!
Anyway, an uncle is giving advice to his nephew:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWzOQTFwRBE 
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That is funny
If you stand for Freedom, but you wont stand for war, then you dont stand for anything worth fighting for.
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OMG!!! ROFL!!
but seriously, if my dad had ever talked to me like that when i was that age (looks 12? i dunno) i'd have so freaked out...
Odi et amo: quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, set fieri sentio et excrucior
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I wish someone had talked to me like that at the age of 12...
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timmy
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When I was 12 we all talked about masturbation incessantly. Some kids demonstrated, which was fascinating
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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weren't you in a boarding school at the time though? (IIRC)
i can't imagine that happening today tbh
Odi et amo: quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, set fieri sentio et excrucior
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timmy
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Day pupil at a prep school. There were a few boarders, but those were "left overs" really.
Today the boys would say "that's GAY" and not speak of it. Odd how juvenile morality has changed
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Well, it wasn't "gay" when I was at school. It was just private. I don't remember anyone talking about it at prep school, but even there, and certainly at public school, I think most people didn't talk about it because they felt they were too mature to do so (though this didn't stop people from being immature in other ways -- put a lot of teenage boys together in a largely unsupervised environment and it is to be expected). The only ones who did were the attention-seekers, and thus until I was at least 17 I was under the impression that masturbation was something that was childish to mention, and possibly even to practice. Actually, being gay was sort of the same -- people didn't discuss their feelings for girls, so I didn't discuss my feelings for boys.
David
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timmy
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Environments change.
My prep school was a juvenile hotbed of sex and sexuality. We wanted sex, we exuded sex, and those who were brave enough participated in sex with each other. Some said they had been with girls, too. This was up to 13 years old, and it started at around 10.
Public school (13+) was different. We, at 13, were so small and insignificant, and so new in our social relationships with a wholly new group of kids that sex was pretty much forgotten. Even the prep school kids who moved on as a group stopped being sexual, and reverted to being very small boys in an ocean of huge and macho maleness.
Some of us were the objects of desire of the senior boys, but very few of us indeed were propositioned, and, generally, those who were propositioned reported the proposition to the powers that be and the suitor quietly vanished.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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marc
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Bananas are fun....... but restrictive.....
I always prefered plantains.......
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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Ironically, at prep school I was frequently needled because I let slip that I thought I was attracted to one of the two girls in my class (it wasn't an entirely all-boys school; there were about 180 boys and 20 girls). I said a couple of slightly unwise things (out of a desire, perhaps, to prove that I was "normal" -- in retrospect I can see it was perceived, to a certain extent correctly, as attention-seeking behaviour) and they haunted me until I left.
Perhaps the existence of girls meant that "boy things" could not be so easily discussed. I don't know. I am sure the climate was very different from when you were a lad, Timmy.
At public school it was perfectly appropriate to flirt with people of a similar age, but I don't remember anyone ever being inappropriately propositioned (well, never seriously, anyway -- not totally sure about one senior boy back when we were juniors), or going much beyond flirting (I expect some did but, if so, they were subtle about it).
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marc
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People rarely drop their drawers and screw their brains out on the fron steps of the school....
They don't do it now..... they didn't do it then.....
Boys will be boys..... and those with the disposition to get laid will in fact get laid.....
Girls don't matter..... well unless you're into that sort of thing.... shivvers.....
You might not have heard the talk..... but that might be as much your own fault as any other reason..... People seldom hear what they don't want to hear..... they don't see what they fear..... regardless of how much they pontificate on the illusion of their own desires.
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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marc
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Where I went to school..... There was the grove of trees at the corner of the sports field, under the stairs (the stairwell at the rear of the school), the second floor janitors closit, the roof, and of course my room.... There was also, for quick relief, the boathouse, the boats, and any of the other boys rooms, the showers, the public beach changing area down the street, the bus stop, the back seat of any car that might happen to be left unlocked, any unoccupied classroom and the upper floor to the rear shelves of the library.
If opportunity knocked the motto was "be prepared".... Thank you Mr. Powel:-D
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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I don't specifically deny anything you say, but the world you inhabited was a very different one from that of today. I was in a different type of school, in a different country, at a different time.
At my prep (primary) school there was not much of the "talk", except in a pretty childish and naive way. There was certainly no sex, which is hardly surprising considering that it was a small school, highly supervised with no time alone, and everyone was under 13.
At public (secondary) school there was the talk, among certain people, as I have mentioned. But not, in the main, gay talk ("You're so gay!" excepted). I never probed deeply into what was going around me with people I knew less well -- though I think I know reasonably well what my close friends were up to -- but "behind the bike shed"-type activity was not by any means common. Those people who wanted to get "laid" probably did so, and these days they can be as open or as closeted about it as much as they want. But it was still not commonly talked about.
I have discussed the matter with several friends from that school, straight and not-so-straight, in recent years, and none of them indulged themselves in the sort of "boys being boys" -- where you mean actual physical acts -- behaviour you refer to. It was a very tightly-knit community. I don't know if there is an equivalent to the British boarding-house system in America.
David
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marc
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Perhaps it could be that no one was willing to let you into the loop.....
For whatever reason.......
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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Just remember to keep the microwave time to a minimum or you might find yourself wearing it permanently … ouchy!!!
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So it could.
However, I think it is unlikely. The community (house) of which I was a member (some 70 people in total) was not a hotbed of homosexuality. There were only 14 people in my year -- all of whom I knew well to extremely well by adult standards -- and statistically speaking it's unlikely that more than two or three of us were gay. Of the three I know about, one was an attention-seeker who could not have had sex even if he had wanted it (and who now claims he was straight all along), and the other two (one I) were firmly closeted. I know that there were more adventurous people in other years, but even at a couple a year that does not make a very great total number who might at any one time wish for something behind the bike-sheds.
I will admit I could have been a bit more adventurous in extending my circle of friends outside said house, but that's more of a social fault than a sexual one. From anecdotal evidence I don't think other houses were terribly different.
The culture of which I was a part is pretty distinct to England, I think. Even Timmy's experience was very different from mine, and we had otherwise similar upbringings.
David
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marc
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Ahhh...... see thats the thiung..... there are those that catch and there are those that pitch and in that fugures the few that switch hit....
Every boy wants a dally in the dewberries...... Every single one of them...
The difference in the equasion are the people that realize this and milk the acrrot for all it is worth.....
School boys are the same everywhere and consistant throughout since the dawn of the hedge to dally behind.....
I am sure your experiences far exceed what any of us lowely peons could ever aspire to achieve...... nevertheless I still think you got the gooey end of the stick.
I'm not saying that is a good thing or a bad thing..... I just am saying that you could have had a much better time at it than you did.
The thing most important is that it is not a contest.... we are meerly relating personal experiences....
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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marc
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Microwaves are for amateurs......
Try a crock pot set to medium heat ...... it warms all the toys as well as the lube....
Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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My boys' school was quite open about homosexuality and from what I remember it was no big deal and no one was forced to take part. This was forty years ago and before the word 'gay' had any homosexual connotations. Much of what I write about in my stories (see the storyshelf) is based on what happened when I was at school and there is very little embroidery. I now realise that a number of the masters were themselves gay, but in those days I was extremely naïve and that continued into my university days unfortunately.
Hugs
Nigel
I dream of boys with big bulges in their trousers,
Never of girls with big bulges in their blouses.
…and look forward to meeting you in Cóito.
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Do be careful because banana skins leave a stain behind that's difficult to wash out. Take my word for it. 
Hugs
N
I dream of boys with big bulges in their trousers,
Never of girls with big bulges in their blouses.
…and look forward to meeting you in Cóito.
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I wish those with the disposition to have gotten laid would have gotten laid....
Well, atleast in my experience as a youngster in school.
But that was probably my fault for being a bit slow. I know when I was older that the younger kids did it however so I probably just missed the boat on that one.
It's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all
~Phil Ochs "I Aint Marching Anymore"
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When I was 13 I couldn't say the word 'homosexual'. Not that I was shy or anything, it's just difficult to say anything with your mouth full of someone's love muscle!!  )
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