Continuing my exploration of impressionable "gay" moments, in this chapter I examine my fascination with another major contributor to my sexual journey. Again, this post is inspired by the sidelineland.com blog in the author's tongue and cheek look into "what made me gay (not really)". The blog holds up well with time and although this author no longer posts on a regular basis, it's still worth checking out today in my opinion. So without further delay, here is :
What turned me gay (not really) ...
Tarzan, specifically his fight scenes in film/shows turned me gay. And while I know this is cliché for me to crush on Tarzan; it is cliché for an obvious reason - Tarzan cemented my gay origin story. While I had an interest in guys before Tarzan, my obsession with this character truly cemented the idea in me that I was in fact gay. Life was different back in the 1990's / early 2000's, and admitting to yourself that you were gay was a huge step, essentially the equivalent of potentially cutting off all your friends and family. Don't get me wrong things were better than earlier periods however, you honestly never knew how some of those difficult conversations would go and I personally found myself dumped by all my high school friends after coming out.
But I digress and to put it simply, Tarzan was proof that girls didn't do it for me as I would go to long and difficult lengths just to catch a few minutes of a muscled, shirtless Tarzan fighting off some villain. I recall staying up past midnight waiting to record some old Tarzan movie on AMC or kicking myself later when I missed some appearance on TV.
It was all worth it to stay up until dawn and shift through the entire movie for just a few minutes of Tarzan looking hot and sweaty wrestling with a villain.
Tarzan represented a pattern for me; I would get giddy when I saw a show of this type was airing, I would sit through hours of parts that were of no interest to me, just for a few minutes of payoff. I also need to mention that this guy is most likely the mold for my ideal type of guy today - hyper masculine but compassionate, tanned, tall, and strong enough to fuck someone up. Lastly, one thing that is hard to acknowledge but I need to for the sake of self-discovery, this "hero" was almost always a white guy and I do wonder what part this plays into my current tastes in guys. For example, how often am I attracted to a certain guy because he was imprinted on me in my youth as the masculine stallion to idolize?
Mike Henry as Tarzan
Tall, masculine, and Hairy. A young me fantasizing about him gave me no doubt I was gay.
In any case, the sexy, nearly-naked Adonis left a deep mark on my subconscious and has repercussions on me to this very day. Watching a strong, masculine guy fight off the bad guy will forever be a small part of my origin story on what made me gay.
If this was meaningful, check out the earlier post here on What made me gay (not really) - Alex Wright
Selected Appearances [Not all shown]
Now the biggest question ... who is the hottest Tarzan? Without a doubt Mike Henry is the hottest Tarzan to me. Feel free to disagree but again this is just an opinion.
Hottest (Mike Henry)
Hairy, Tall, shows lots of leg and plenty of fight scenes
Hot, but too bad Tarzan was hairless back then
I did try to like this movie, but one of the most appealing things about Tarzan is his legs and we don't see a lot with him
I also tried to like this iteration (after seeing him in Starship Troopers) but there was just something I couldn't enjoy about it.
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