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The Soldier and P - 48: Rugby, Raw Male Energy, Sex and Taboo
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“I’m surprised you were that impacted by those rugby games. I never even think about when I used to play rugby,” he said.
“Oh. Well I was stunned by rugby. I was completely high from it and slobbering,” I said.
“Over rugby?” he asked.
“Yeah. Because I was from the desert, purely. So here I was just getting to town. Town! Do you think I’d ever seen rugby? No way! We didn’t have a TV. So next thing I know I am at a rugby match with you and there are men everywhere. Close up. Mulling around in their shorts. Lots of men.”
“Yep, there’d be two teams,” he said.
“Yeah. Two teams in short with their legs sticking out. I was in heaven.”
He laughed.
“See, it’s not like football where they wear too many clothes. It’s much… it’s raw. And it’s so close up. I was completely fascinated by how the audience, the spectators that is would move with the game. I just this was incredible. I thought it was art as compared to football. Because in football you have to watch from the stands so you’re removed. Plus you just have to sit there. But with rugby when the spectators move up and down the sidelines with the game, and it’s a very different experience and I like it. It’s more dynamic. Never mind you’re can hear the grunting,’ I said with a chuckle. “You can hear the men breathe, even.”
“And you liked that?”
“Oh hell yes. I loved that. I was breathless over the breath of the men. I thought I had died and gone to heaven to be at the park watching men in shorts with their leg muscles all showing. I could not believe my good fortune! Never mind I’m going home with one of them. Double bonus! I’m surprised you didn’t know this. It was like winning the lottery of all lotteries. What more could I want? I remember the breeze in my hair. I thought I was living. This is what I call a day of LIFE!”
He laughed.
“Well they liked you down there.”
“I know they did. And look what it led to? I got my big adventure out of this. It was at a rugby game that I met your boss. And he must have liked me because look what he let me do? He let me break a million laws so I could have some fun,” I said. “He let me break the rules.”
“He did do that,” he said.
“Yeah. He did. So that first game was a very big day for me. Life changing in a way. It led to all kinds of things, I mean. And why wouldn’t they like me? I liked them! It’s easy to like someone when they like you. And I liked them, but what I really liked the most was the filthy songs.”
He laughed.
“Oh my God. I was just stupefied. The first time I heard you guys sing those filthy songs… man those songs were filthy,” I said.
“Yeah, they were.”
“Yeah, they were filthy all right. I was so embarrassed. But I was laughing so hard. I remember stumbling around laughing so hard… you know. I was doubled over I was laughing so hard and I wound up having to go hide behind a tree.”
“A tree?”
“Yes! Because those were some filthy songs, man. And it was a public park. You know. There were people walking around. There were regular Saturday park people with their kids and all the sudden you guys start singing the filthiest songs I had ever heard in my life. You ought to stop but they were so funny.”
“Yep, some of those songs were pretty good.”
“Yeah, they were hysterical. God, I had a side ache I was laughing so hard. I didn’t know filthy songs like those existed in the world, never mind 30 men could sing them in a park! I couldn’t stand it the humor and audacity. It sent me right into overload. I had to hide I was laughing so hard. Face all red. I was behind a pine tree sitting there on my butt with my legs straight out just laughing with my head in my hands until tears rolled down my face over those songs. I was heaving with laughter. Like the funniest thing I ever heard in my life.”
He laughed. “I had no idea,” he said.
“Well you had no idea about anything,” I said with a laugh. “That was just the way it was. But see here’s the thing. I am crazy for male energy. I am massively attracted. No wonder I wind up the places I wind up. Going undercover as a gay man for example!” I laughed. “I am obviously just as fascinated with men and taboo as a person could possibly be. And this is exactly what men covered in mud and cuts and bruises, singing filthy songs in a public park on a Saturday is.”
He laughed.
“Yeah, so I was happy at that game. At those games, all of them. Because I am totally fascinated by raw male energy but at the same time, I’m scared to death. I am terrified of the exact thing I am attracted to. You know. Move into a male barracks? Sounds good to me! Let’s do it! Just don’t let any men see me, though!” I said with a snort. “Just let me hide behind a tree! So rugby was perfect. It’s very, very manly, but segregated. You guys were off singing in the middle of the field. I was behind a tree, laughing my ass off, plus I get to have sex later. I’m sorry, but that right there is Elsa-Heaven.”
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That was the perfect description of a rugby Saturday from the female perspective. I can almost smell the beer and sweat.
I LOVE rugby. I got a little flustered readng that