I decided to put this little bit about the natural glory of a slender guy's butt in tight pants into an aside because, after all, young people are supposed to come visit this website, and some parents might be scandalized (why?) by thoughts like these from a young adult author, but, oh, sigh, sigh, and sigh again, when will parents ever learn that young people often find sexuality delightful, even natural, and that young people do appreciate some straightforward talk on the subject? I figure that anyone who clicks on a link called "pants" deserves what he or she gets.
The fact is that as old as I am, and as far-gone, I still love to watch the tight curve of a slender guy's butt in tight-fitting pants, and I deplore the modern fashions in boys' clothes, all baggy and falling down. Who could possibly be insensible to the butt, for example, of Michael J. Fox as he pumps along on his skateboard in Back to the Future? Even one of those very very straight and macho men would be wistful, I should think, if for no other reason than that he would want one of those nifty butts on his own self.
Renown gay lyricists have waxed lyrical over this subject, as in Cole Porter's "You're the Top" where he has the lady sing:
You're romance!
You're the steppes of Russia
You're the pants
On a Roxy usher!
or Lorenz Hart's “Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered” where he has his lady sing,
I'll sing to him
Each spring to him
And worship the trousers
That cling to him.
Those boys knew whereof I speak, and they never even had the opportunity of seeing Michael J. Fox.
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