MUSCLE WORSHIP

It was year 7 and I had just started at my high school, Iona College, in Lindum Queensland. I was on the school bus home half way down in the isle seat. Its fkin hot in the north of Australia and it must have been summer so the bus was a microwave. I glanced behind me to the back of the bus to a sight that changed my life forever. It was one of the moments that reached through Tristan´s shy reserve, all the way inside, to penetrate the Rogan who was at that time caged withen me.

A senior sat in the middle seat of the bus so he was in full view of everyone and he has his shirt unbuttoned to reveal his shredded abs and full pecs. This simple sight blew my fucking mind! Besides helping to embed my fascination with male muscular physique (thats started with those black and white Tarzan shows) it was his confidence or cockiness, which ever it may have been that really effected me. A shy boy who was terrified to let anyone see him naked. Right there and then I knew I would never be happy with myself till I could do what that guy was doing. And have tits like his…

Growing up these are the men that inspired me to want to get into the gym. At the time I wanted to be them. In hind sight I wanted to fuck them.

1. Rusty Joiner. I even have his workout DVD.
2. Bob Paris. He made me feel things I didn’t understand.
3.  David Charvet. Probably my biggest idol/crush. I have always been obsessed with Baywatch, probably my pinnacle all USA tv show, and truly missed my calling by not being on it. I got stuck with the Australian Temptation Island. I also thought if he could be a heart throb with his “not so masculine” voice maybe I could too! I had a huge hang up about my voice growing up.
4. Tarzan. In general. Miles O´keeffe was probably the one actor that hit me harder than the rest.
5. Berry Demey. Out of all the bodybuilders my dad had up on his home gym wall, Berry always drew my attention. Where Bob Paris was sculptured and refined, Berry had a more thick beast attraction to him.

I´ll teach you how.