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Some things are difficult to say not because we lack the words, but because saying them could change how someone sees us. We hope another man will notice the pause, the distance, the need for touch, or the moment when “I’m fine” is not quite true. What is something you wish another man could recognize in you without your having to explain it? What makes it difficult to say directly?
Nothing as relational as that, but simply owning up to how much he enjoys being a man, and having the balls to revel in it with other men, down to a level that is raw, primal, proud, and admitting that he likes what he sees in another man. Even to the point of getting aroused and playing around. BW gets it as well as anyone, but not all BW men get it. Bonding with dudes who enjoy this revelry together without labelling it or resisting it. Such men are exhibiting more than dicks and balls...it's healthy masculinity and brotherhood!
I think I understand what you mean. There’s something pretty freeing about being around other men and not feeling like everything has to be labeled, explained, or carefully guarded.
And I think that goes beyond attraction or sexuality. Men spend a lot of time monitoring themselves around other men. What can I say? What can I notice? How much affection is too much? What will someone think if I admit I admire something about another guy?
Maybe what you’re describing is simply getting to a place where you’re comfortable enough with yourself, and with the men around you, that you don’t have to worry so much about any of that. You can just enjoy being a man among other men. I think there’s something pretty powerful in that.