Torsten

Alas, the reports of my computer's death were all too true. Apologies to those guys to whom I was writing and exchanging news and views. Something... some malware, some virus, something... made it through the university's firewalls and my personal firewall and totally fritzed my laptop. Thank goodness I had backups of all my important course work on flash drives. Finals have ended and I'm back home, and now setting up a new set of files on my, hopefully completely washed, laptop. My last summer of the internship started today! One more semester and I'll graduate and then return to this company as a full employee. Whoohoo! Yes! The old email address wasn't trustworth, this is the new one... torsten(dot)af(dot)helsingor (at) gmail(dot)com

Or, as Dolly Parton once quipped... "Honey, it takes a lot of money to look this cheap." Don't worry Lugnutz. Scientifically applied, motor oil can be very erotic.

My strigil and flask of sweet almond oil are ever at the service of the Dude's guests. I understand that boys with blue eyes, fair skin and light hair were highly prized at the baths....

Smells and showers are probably the two reasons I'll always be in and out of a gym or athletic facility of some kind! I have to confess that the several times I have visited Europe I have stayed with family members. Near to Cirencester in Britain; in Copenhagen, Esbjerg and Skive in Denmark and near to Stockholm and Uppsala in Sweden. When I've visited the larger cities I didn't notice any bad-smelling people, but then I didn't go into any areas where there might have been people with lower sanitation standards. I've never been anywhere but Canada, Bermuda, Great Britain and Scandanavia. My great-grandmother positively hates the French. She won't discuss it. My father says "France is a lovely country ruined by one one thing... the people who live there." His opinion of Germans isn't much better. So..... All of the replies are excellent and informative as always here on the board, but the question I posed remains unanswered. When did male deodorants become common? All of the excellent boys-coming-of-age-in-prep-schools stories set in the 1930's. 40's, 50's... did all the boys smell badly? I'm with Anthony on the use of men's after shave and colognes. I don't use anything like that either. I do use deodorant though.

I want the Ravens to draft this dude. I tore the cover off and have it on my board in the apartment. I hope he has a stellar career as well.

One of the things that always turned me on going through high school was how we guys smelled. I know that might sound kinky, but I really like how males smell just after physical activity, whether athletics or work. Not gross, unbathed-for-a-week smell, but a nice clean guy walking off the football pitch or baseball diamond. One of my hottest teenaged memories is from the summer I was seventeen and a few friends and I went over to the beach. I hooked up with a guy a little older and we just clicked, and went back to his motel room and just acted like animals. The sea water and perspiration had long before washed off any deodorants we had on. When we were finished with each other the place reeked, but... that smell, of sweat, semen, salt air and sunscreen... I get aroused just thinking about it. If i ever get time to write a story it might start off with how a certain boy smelled to another guy... whatever. So I was thinking, when did male deodorants come into use? What was it like before the use of deodorants became nearly universal? Did everyone just accept the fact that everyone smelled bad? I know that the use of perfumes and various herbs was known for centuries, but those things would only have been used by the wealthy. Or not? Odd question, but I'm curious. Torsten

Once there was a little anole lizard walking along the floor of the forest, just minding his own business and munching a few insects. He smelled something odd and loooking up, saw a raccoon sitting in a tree smoking a joint. "Hey you!" yelled the anole. "Whatcha doin'?" "Just havin' a joint man, wanna join me?" The raccoon replied. "Sure!" Said the little anole, and began to climb the tree trunk, eating a few more ants and insects along the way. He reached the raccoon and they began to pass the joint back and forth, smoking in a companionable silence. After a while, the anole smacked his lips a few times and ran his tongue across his face. "Kinda dries you out, doesn 't it!" He exclaimed. "I'm thirsty." "Well, the river is right over there." Said the racoon. "Slip over and drink some water." So the little anole slithered down the tree trunk and sauntered over to the river bank where he chanced upon an old alligator reclining on a log and doing his toenails in a most becoming shade of turquoise blue. "Well hello young man!" Cooed the alligator, a notorious old chicken queen if there ever was one. "Come here often?" "No." Said the little anole, "This is my first time." "Well dearie, just here for the water then are you?" Asked the alligator. "Yeah, I got thirsty smoking a joint with the raccoon." Said the little anole. "WHAT?" Screeched the alligotor. "I've had quite enough of that raccoon leading young boys like you astray!" He said, getting quite worked up, as only a dowager queen alligator can get. So he hauled himself off the log and with his turquise blue nails stalked up to the tree. "You! Up there!" He shrieked. The raccoon looked down, saw the alligator and said, "Shit dude, how much water did you drink?"

There was a young man of Boston, Who drove around in a tiny Austin, He had room for his ass, And plenty of gas, But his balls hung out And he lost 'em.

Hey! What's wrong with Vegemite? Isn't that the same as Marmite? When my family visited England a few times I got to love Marmite on cheddar cheese sandwiches. You should also try Branston pickle on cheddar cheese sandwiches. I like jellied eels too. This fits into my apartment-mates often expressed comment that "He'll eat anything." I do of course, eat anything. Unless it's too big... then I only eat the sauce.

Gosh Chris, I hadn't given any thought to what species of reptile. I don't know much about reptiles other than to say "Oh neato, a turtle, don't run over it," or "Damn dude, don't step on that copperhead snake." I was just looking for something funny that might be as weird as possible and sex with reptiles sort of popped out of my head. Given the wide diversity of sexual interests and entertainments available I am sure there are those who practice cross-species sex, whether mammalian, reptilian or avian, or with suitable scuba gear, piscatory. I can't really imagine having sex with a reptile with all those sharp fangs. I mean, what if a fang caught your foreskin when you took your cock out it's mouth? Might turn your whole dick inside-out! Serious yowzah! I'm sure college life hasn't changed all that much since you were there, other than we have electricity now. (Runs and ducks from the fusilade of flying shoes)

He's with SEAN CODY If you don't immediately know that studio, you must turn in your rainbow keychain and the pink triangle bumber sticker.

I don't mean to sound unsympathetic or flippant but does anyone know where I can buy, rent, steal, purloin, sell my soul for, a copy of whatever this dude has made? I'm not thinking very well today. I stayed up until a quarter to one this morning reading Mihangel's "A Time." I finally turned out the lamp when Wayne got up to pee and asked me why I was crying. Don't read this one without kleenex handy.

Is there a spell check feature on this forum? If so how does it work? I tried highlighting a line of text, left clicking, selecting the "Spell Check" option from the drop menu but nothing seems to happen.

First off, I want to say a heartfelt thank you to all of you who have replied to my question. I can promise you that no one's stories or novels will be posted anywhere, especially on some foreign pay site. I think doing something like that is akin to plagarism. Here in college we're under threat of instant dismissal and loss of all academic credits if commit plagarism. I swear, we could do murder, sell drugs, or keep large reptiles in our dorm rooms for lewd purposes and no one would toss our asses out. Commit plagarism and you're toast. As it should be. I went to an all-boys church school, so I tend to gravitate towards stories set in boys' schools or in colleges. In addition to crew I did some wrestling and cross country, and so I like stories/novels with athletic themes as well. One genre I don't read is the one of torture, bondage, boys being enslaved or harmed. It's odd I suppose that the same author, "Josh" wrote stories that I loved as well as one I hated. "Sealing Our Fate" versus "Jeet." As I read through work posted here on AD I'll mention them in the proper forum spaces, and let individual authors know. One fantasy I've always had is that of brothers falling for each other. I guess some people would brand brotherly incestual relations as sick or perverse, but I have always thought that more of that goes on than is generally known. I don't have any brothers and although I did mess around with two slightly older cousins over a Christmas holiday once it wasn't the same.

In case you haven't read my profile page, I'm twenty-one and a college senior. Time for me is very precious, and in spite of all that I learned in several levels of Physics, I can tell you that time does indeed shrink and contract. Occassionally at alarming rates! When I'm using my laptop it is nearly always for college course work, and there is relatively little time to just sit back and enjoy a story. I hate to rush through an author's work, especially some of the work I've found here at AwesomeDude. I know how much effort goes into writing the material and it seems almost an insult to the author to not savor and appreciate his labor. There are odd periods during the academic day when I'm not in classes or at the athletic center and when cranking up the laptop and finding a WiFi connection is difficult. Unfortunately, the more isolated and private places on campus tend not to have WiFi in range, and since reading these amazing works is guaranteed to get me hard and leaking, isolation and privacy are sort of required. But I take my Nook tablet everywhere I take my laptop... So, I wonder what the AD's rules are for a person privately downloading stories and novels, converting them into epub format and then storing them on a Nook? Never to be shared, never to have a hard copy printed out, never to be read by any person other than myself. Would this be acceptable? Does the Dude know of any authors who might object to this? What are the author's opinions? I know I could have done this and no one would ever know but somehow that felt like stealing. Deep inside me there is still an Episcopalian chorister and acolyte. Deep. But he's still there.

Thanks for the further information guys! At least it seems that he stopped writing for reasons other than he's looking at grass from the wrong side. Maybe if he manages to get past those personal conflicts he can start writing again, perhaps from a totally new perspective. @ The Pecman... You mentioned Josh's family. I wonder if he is married? That could explain a lot. I've never been attracted to girls at all. If Josh is an older man I can understand how the pressures to conform to society's expectations, not to mention religious and family expectations could have led him into a marriage. maybe his writing was a kind of sublimation for him. I hope for his sake that NOT writing doesn't clamp down the pressure cooker so to speak. @Cole... Thanks for taking the time to reply! I enjoy your stories as well, especially that one "On the High Plains of Wyoming." When you really like a writer's work it is difficult to say exactly which of his stories you like the best. I listened to your interview from a few years ago, and I'm guessing, having done some math, that you are seventy or so. It's amazing how you are able to put yourself into the mind of gay guys of the present day. Then too, I suppose gay boys of today go through the same things that gay boys have always gone through all through time. Okay. Gotta jet to class.

Thanks for the reply. I am sorry to hear that he has dropped off the radar so to speak. Let's hope he's not dead or gone to ground. both sound fairly drastic. Torsten

I have been reading stories by the author "Josh" and two of them are really great. I wanted to contact the author to say that I had enjoyed them, and also to ask him/her a few questions. However the email provided is apparently no longer active and all my emails have bounced back. Does any forum member have a working email address for this author? Thanks! Torsten