when i was 14, i was forced to do my first set of bench presses (that's when u lie down and lift up a steel bar with weights attached to each end of the bar). it was painful and i hated it -- no dad, i don't see the point!
u see. when my dad was young, he actually worked out ALOT. it was the 70's in hk and no one worked out, but he did. i've seen a pic of him on the beach back in the days; it was impressive (that's the only way of saying "he had a hot body" without any incestuous subtext - HA!!).
our family is very close to my mom's sister's family and she has 3 kids, all boys, all started lifting weights from god knows when. and 2 out of 3 of them started using protein powder before graduating high school.
my older brother (by 3yrs), was very close to the middle one of the 3 brothers. so my brother freaking bonded with my dad and the middle brother through lifting weights.
so i was surrounded by a bunch of how-much-can-u-bench-press-now freaks all the time.
to make it worse, when i was 16 (still haven't touched that bench-press monstrosity since that one time), i fell in love with a friend of mine, straight, who started working out furiously, and then, of course, became even more so i-wanna-touch-him attractive.
so no, gay guys who work out aren't so "gay" so "pretty boy".
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interesting^^
muahahaha
Good for people to know.
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