The Inherent Danger Of Laptops
Apr. 20th, 2006 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eggwardsChris told me a little detail tonight that made me blush a little bit. don't worry, the set up takes forever, because I'm telling this tale. Of course, the story will be even more embarrassing, and will probably give people some bad images of me, but heck, I'm game.
As we've gone on a few years, I find myself less and less able to conjure up sufficient imagery in my head to fantasize about. I'm blaming it on the increasingly easy to get material available to get off to. I, as many gay boys did, had to think of someone when masturbating, or we looked at the underwear section of the Sears catalog. Later I was able to get, and hide some Muscle and Fitness magazines, which gave me my interest in the musclebound set. In college I found Advocate Men, Colt Studio, and eventually Bear Magazine. These served me well, in my young, closeted life.
Then finally, we got the internet, and I no longer ever had to imagine up some image of a hot guy - pictures, many of them, were available night and day. there were many different types, and multiple sites as well. Everything was right at your fingertips. It's the continuing dumbing down of America, I suppose, but I'm not complaining.
So this brings me to the fact that I like laptop computers, because you can drag them to the bed. Yep, Where I once would be jostling a magazine with one hand, I now balance a laptop. One day I need to find a more hands-free operating device, as it ruins rhythm while you're scrolling or trying to change pictures.
Now since I've moved in with Chris, on a few occasions I've used his laptop for this purpose. This is mainly because my laptop is old, it doesn't keep a charge, and Chris' laptop has the bigger screen. Still, for those looking for a laptop for this use, wireless internet is very much your friend.
So I guess I have a habit of just closing the laptop when it's usefulness is over, without actually closing the websites I was visiting. Really, I guess I sort of forget about it, and with Chris, it's not like I'd be trying to hide the sites I was going to, as if my parents were around.
Well, normally that laptop stays in the den, just off the bedroom, but the other day, I noticed it was gone. Chris told me that he took it to work, and I thought nothing of it at the time. Tonight Chris tells me about opening it up at work and having to quickly close it because I had forgotten to clear the screen of the hot guys I was looking at the last time I opened it.
Consider me embarrassed. Not necessarily surprised, just embarrassed as I can imagine Chris seeing some big, likely undressed musclebear staring at him when he opened the laptop's lid. He told me that he quickly closed the lid and had to take it off to another area to close the browser windows.
He asked me why I had four or five windows open, with different content on each. I simply replied, "I was Multi-Tasking".
As we've gone on a few years, I find myself less and less able to conjure up sufficient imagery in my head to fantasize about. I'm blaming it on the increasingly easy to get material available to get off to. I, as many gay boys did, had to think of someone when masturbating, or we looked at the underwear section of the Sears catalog. Later I was able to get, and hide some Muscle and Fitness magazines, which gave me my interest in the musclebound set. In college I found Advocate Men, Colt Studio, and eventually Bear Magazine. These served me well, in my young, closeted life.
Then finally, we got the internet, and I no longer ever had to imagine up some image of a hot guy - pictures, many of them, were available night and day. there were many different types, and multiple sites as well. Everything was right at your fingertips. It's the continuing dumbing down of America, I suppose, but I'm not complaining.
So this brings me to the fact that I like laptop computers, because you can drag them to the bed. Yep, Where I once would be jostling a magazine with one hand, I now balance a laptop. One day I need to find a more hands-free operating device, as it ruins rhythm while you're scrolling or trying to change pictures.
Now since I've moved in with Chris, on a few occasions I've used his laptop for this purpose. This is mainly because my laptop is old, it doesn't keep a charge, and Chris' laptop has the bigger screen. Still, for those looking for a laptop for this use, wireless internet is very much your friend.
So I guess I have a habit of just closing the laptop when it's usefulness is over, without actually closing the websites I was visiting. Really, I guess I sort of forget about it, and with Chris, it's not like I'd be trying to hide the sites I was going to, as if my parents were around.
Well, normally that laptop stays in the den, just off the bedroom, but the other day, I noticed it was gone. Chris told me that he took it to work, and I thought nothing of it at the time. Tonight Chris tells me about opening it up at work and having to quickly close it because I had forgotten to clear the screen of the hot guys I was looking at the last time I opened it.
Consider me embarrassed. Not necessarily surprised, just embarrassed as I can imagine Chris seeing some big, likely undressed musclebear staring at him when he opened the laptop's lid. He told me that he quickly closed the lid and had to take it off to another area to close the browser windows.
He asked me why I had four or five windows open, with different content on each. I simply replied, "I was Multi-Tasking".
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Date: 2006-04-21 05:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-26 04:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-21 06:36 am (UTC)Although the the image of you I imagine, naked and jacking off to internet bear porn is kinda cute.
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Date: 2006-04-21 12:14 pm (UTC)LOL
Date: 2006-04-21 03:33 pm (UTC)dude
Date: 2006-04-22 01:45 am (UTC)Re: dude
Date: 2006-04-26 04:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-22 04:36 am (UTC)But this is a reason for you to get your OWN laptop. ;) *giggle*
Only once did I have anything similar.
I had a backdrop of lots of Mark McGuire shots, all featuring side views of his, well, bulge... I took the laptop into work once and forgot to change the backdrop. I booted the machine up, logged in and since it was Win98 and took a while, I walked off to get something to drink. Came back to have a co-worker admiring my background, complimenting me on doing the "cut out" in Photoshop so well. I was so embarassed, but he didn't flinch. He thought it was cool. Obviously for that day, I was a HUGE Cardinals' fan. Couldn't talk enough about the team that day. :) *giggle*
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Date: 2006-04-26 04:33 am (UTC)McGwire in his prime was a thing to behold - even if it may have been artifically enhanced.
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Date: 2006-04-27 02:57 am (UTC)As for McGwire. I'll admit it. He could've added 50 pounds and I'd STILL gladly be his willing sex slave.
congrats
Date: 2006-04-23 02:31 pm (UTC)bruce
Re: congrats
Date: 2006-04-26 04:34 am (UTC)