Today while giving an impromptu tour, my phone went off. I discretely checked it and noticed that I had a picture message from my friend Brian.
I’ve known him for about 8 years now and we used to hang out very often. Just this morning I was thinking about inviting him over since I hadn’t seen him in a few months. I consider him one of my few close friends because he’s always been there for me, whether it was to listen to me vent, help me move, or to just kill time. Although we are very close, I’ve never looked at him romantically. And in my mind, I thought he just saw me as one of the guys. ]
I thought it was strange for him to send me a picture because he’s never done that before. He usually just calls or leaves a message.
Once I finished the tour, I checked my mail and was speechless. He sent me a picture of his genitals!
I was surprised. Not because of the content, but because it was from him. The only thing I could think about was how I tend to see more penises out of context then the average person. Of course those images are expected when watching porno or having sex, but I’ve seen quite a few in public places. In my early twenties there was a period of time where I would see them around the city. Not graffiti penises but the real thing.
Once while taking the subway, I sat across from an older gentleman masturbating.
Another time I was walking by church steps where a homeless man was playing with himself.
And another time I sat a few chairs down from a man in the library with extremely short shorts on and apparently no underwear.
I don’t know what it is about me that attracts these sort of images.
I guess I’ll treat Brian’s picture mail like I treated those strange men - - look at it, then act like it never happened.
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