The Modern Man

Tuco vs Russ, Model Throwdown! (Underground Wrestler)

Tossing and tumbling, straddling a man's chest and feeling his heartbeat beneath your balls, clasping a man's crotch, not for a prize but for the fun of it, this is the pure wrestling many of us met first in seventh or eighth grade. This is as good as deep tissue massage. Russ, the taller of these two men, the one in the cheeky vermilion thong, the one enjoying the ride of a lifetime, begs to be played with. Young Tuco happily accommodates. The same story (without a plot or any explanation) is sometimes told on mattresses, backseats of cars, sometimes on lawns, sometimes in a pool. (My first experience was a blond named Robin - we tussled on a rug while watching The Wild Wild West.) Walt Whitman said, "Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, / Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine, / The Modern Man I sing." 

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