IMAGINE Magazine Question for 5/15 - "Better Than I Imagined!"

[JeffsFort]

We all remember that first stretch of warm weather each year when winter finally loosened its grip? Suddenly, heavy coats disappeared, sleeves got shorter, and everywhere you looked there was a little more skin and thin clothing than there had been just weeks before. When heavy coats get replaced with teeshirts, thick snow suits get replaced with shorts, and our imagination is suddenly replaced with a pretty awesome reality! For a lot of us growing up, it wasn’t just about the weather—it was about that quiet, electric awareness of finally not needing to use our imaginations as much. Being able to enjoy the show, and trying very hard not to make it obvious most of the time. For you maybe it was a matter of catching yourself staring when gym moved back outside, or pretending to be deeply interested in something else while very much trying not to look at someone walking by in a tank top. It was a time for losing your attention at finally being able to see that perfect set of legs or maybe getting treated to a pair of shorts that did little to hide the shape of that perfect butt. You remember that butt, right? Yeah, I see that grin. Hehehe!

S0 this month, we’re asking: what are your memories of those early moments of noticing, looking, and maybe trying not to get caught staring? Was there a specific time or place that stands out, or a moment that still makes you smile (or maybe even cringe a little)? Share your story with us. 💜

[SilentandBroken]

Well there was this one boy…that was so into fitness and sports at like 12-14 he had a flawless chest and six pack. Lighter skin that had softness look to it. I just wanted to constantly stroke it. He had braces a while, then one day just a retainer. His lips looked so soft and he had a small very faint smattering of freckles under his sky blue eyes that I noticed went nearly navy blue at times. His hair was almost a chestnut brown and looked so soft too. He kept it in a side part and had a natural set . God he was beautiful.

[JeffsFort]

When I was about 13 or 14, we were living with my Aunt and her three kids. That happened often and if my parents were having trouble or longer term if they were separated. This summer, we were living out there full time and honestly, I loved it out there. Even more so that summer.

I remember there was one day I was messing around in the street by myself out in front of our house on a skateboard when the most beautiful blond, surfer looking kid about my age came up and started asking questions about what tricks I could do and if it would be cool if he came over with his deck and hung out. Of course I quickly wiped the drool off my chin and nodded my head like an idiot, LOL! This was in early spring so, we weren't dressed down for summer and since he had just moved to out little North East town from another one, it would be sooner than most for all of us to shed the long pants and sleeves... I of course had already imagined what he looked like without the covering and honestly, I did not expect him to one up my fantasy image of him, LOL!

We lived near the ocean so one of our chores as the worker boys in the house was to go out to the muscle beds at low tide and dig worms to use as bait for our uncle who owned and ran a fishing boat. Of course, when the new kid asked if he could join and help I was fast to say hell yeah. To this day, the sight of him coming out of waist deep water in the skimpy white gym shorts he was wearing still gives me a shiver. Picture any shaggy blond surfer/skater from the 80s in next to nothing that may as well have been nothing when they were wet and, you'll know why today his image is still burned into my memory.

Unfortunately, he moved away before winter came but, for that one summer I was 100% in lust with the absolute hottest kid in the neighborhood. Did he catch me looking, sometimes. Did he make a big deal out of it, not really. I'd kill to know why to be honest. ::grin::

[SilentandBroken]

Sun kissed blondes are the hottest. Especially soccer players. Why are they always the soccer players? Their bodies glistening in the sun like that all sweaty and rippling…ugh 

[Page Scrawler]

When I was 13 or so, I had a thing for my best friend. I loved when he took his shirt off, because I liked looking at his chest. His nipples were so pink and tiny. And you could count. Every. Single. One. Of his ribs.

The really weird thing about my friend, was how sensitive his skin was. If I poked him gently in the side, he'd flinch like I rubbed him with sandpaper. And if I tickled him, you'd have thought I hooked a car battery onto his nipples! LOL!! It was so weird!

But, obviously, I tried not to do that. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. Too much. *snickers*

Secretly, I wondered: "If his ribs are that sensitive... then what about his you-know-what?"

Sadly, life took us in opposite directions, and I never had the chance to "do anything" with him. After that, I got over my heartbreak when school resumed in September and suddenly, there was, like, an all-you-can-eat-with-your-eyes boy buffet at the middle school.

*silence* .... .... *more silence* ... ...

*cracks up laughing*

Sorry, guys! I just realized how horny that made me sound, and I swear I wasn't! Really!! 

Edited May 19 by Page Scrawler