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Handsome, dazed, and to perish for

When I was a young male child, my pulse quickened every time I came across a naked male torso in a magazine, on greeting cards in the mall gift shop, or on TV. Initially I couldn’t get why such images held my attention. Later, I’d persist that someone would notice me lingering over these hunky men for much longer than a young boy should.

Sometimes, it felt protected to marvel at these displays of the male physique because it was a sports game or a TV show I was watching with my family or friends. As a kid, my younger brother was a massive wrestling fan. I’m guessing he followed them for the storylines (?), whereas I stuck around to watch hulking men touching each other in their ridiculously skimpy costumes. And then there was that one ACC Thinksafe TV ad featuring a buff guy enjoying a steamy shower before stepping out and slipping on the wet floor. That ad sent my confused small brain into overdrive, to the show where I still couldn’t help but notice how scorching he was while lying there with a suspected broken neck.

But my ultimate source of fit men in various states of undress (other than Farmers catalogues) were comic books.