Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Strongest Reaction: Lyle by Marlen Boro
There are days when I spend time on-line working with images of hot, often naked men, as I put together a profile or story for FH. Depending on the day, sometimes the images stimulate visually and hold my interest, other days, hours can go by without anything really doing much to excite me. As I get older I see more it is not always about what I am looking but how I am feeling as I do.
There is this guy who works at the grocery store I generally shop at. I have seen him there, must be a hundred times, a guy who I barely notice most of the time. Not overweight, but nor in the best shape, cute face but not great skin. We see each other enough to nod or say hello when we pass in the aisles. I think we have only had one brief conversation about what kind of dog I owned while I was lugging a huge bag of dog food (stupidly never bothered with a cart) out of the store one day. My thoughts on this guy never really ventured past 'seems like a nice guy.'
Monday night as I stopped quickly in to pick up a couple of things, we a brief encounter. With this one there were no words spoken. As I sauntered down the soup aisle, he was working. Crouched down, he was emptying boxes of cans in need of shelving. As I walked by I got the slightest glimpse of butt cleavage rising above what looked to be a pair of dark red briefs. Now, most days this would have been simply a wee perk to the trip, and I would have kept on going. For some reason, on this night, it sent an instant explosion through my body. As my blood pressure began to rise, I quickly glanced back and guessed from the work he was doing he had not noticed me going by. So...as anyone with a brain would do, I decided I need to stock up on a little cream of mushroom and turned the corner for another lap. I ended up doing 3 laps of the soup aisle. I would have continued, but by lap three the aisle was filling up with people actually wanting soup and my 'red' guy's box was almost emptied.
I am not exactly sure what set me off Monday evening. Might have been the bit of ass crack (but that is not that uncommon for grocery store guys). I think more likely it was the combo of my being a bit horny and grocery guy sporting a hint of red.
Out of all the models I have profiled from photographer Malene Boro, Lyle has elicited the strongest reaction from me. I cannot really describe why. He is adorable, with a great body but I think he evokes something in me that brings about that same explosion I experienced in the grocery story each time I put together a profile of his images. (Which I have done twice before, HERE: & HERE:) Sadly this will be most likely be the last feature with Lyle as although Marlen graciously supplied the entire shoot for me to make my choices, these are from their second and final shoot together.
Marlen wisely, and I am sure purposely, made sure every piece of clothing Lyle wore, from his life guard shirt through his speedo and panties included a bit of red. Like Lyle does with me, red is the color that creates the strongest reaction when viewed. Red is the symbol for many powerful attributes and emotions; courage and sacrifice, guilt, sin, passion, and anger, and is of course also deeply connected with blood and sex. It is also the color most identified with emergencies, danger, fire and yes explosives (even ones in grocery store aisles).
Thanks to Lyle, grocery guy and most importantly Marlen Boro for evoking the strongest reaction. Keep an eye on Marlen's site which is soon to be going through a major transformation. You can check it out HERE: