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DangerCocktail: Let's start with introductions.
DangerCocktail: I run the DangerCocktail blog and represent the gainer end of this blogging duo. I don't remember how long my blog has been up, easy thing to find but lazy at the moment. We started around the same time, right sport?
Get A. Snack: I believe so. I'm Get A. Snack and I run the blog The Encourager, which I believe started in 2006.
DC: No way. Have we been blogging that long? That's crazy. In my head I was thinking six months.
DC: My internal clock is fired.
DC: And in addition to the blogging we've been friends for ages. We were talking about that last night.
Get A. Snack: Yeah, jeez, almost 10 years now, right?
DC: hee hee. yes.
DC: we were both 8 when we started. Soon we'll be able to drink. Legally.
G: Those were the days
DC: and speaking of those days...today's topic:
G: Topic: How and when did you first know you were into gaining and encouraging?
DC: Want me to barrel into it?
G: Sure.
DC: Alrighty. I was actually talking with a coworker today who asked when I first knew I was gay. The answer to that was simple: Sleeping Beauty, Prince Phillip.
DC: What's interesting about the gaining is that it predates Disney princes by a long shot. I have really early memories of looking at guys who were muscled and rounded in the middle and being fascinated.
G: For me, I did things that were kind of diagnostic of being into gaining & encouraging long before I realized it was either gay or sexual.
DC: Yea exactly. There were signposts along the way that you can look back on now and say; damn I was pushing gaining early.
G: Totally. I remember at first it wasn't even specific to bellied guys.
DC: Really? What was it?
G: It was just "big guys” -muscle, gut, whatever, and I was super interested is how one could become super muscled and huge; like, I was obsessed with the Hulk cartoons
DC: I thought his face was for radio. Always a sucker for a handsome face.
G: ha well, it was more Bruce Banner outgrowing his clothes that interested me. Bruce was cute.
DC: Interesting. I do seem to recall your interest in pants not buttoning. Did you ever do something utterly embarrassingly along those lines in your golden youth? Letting someone know?
G: As far as embarrassing. Hmmm...
G: I was obsessed with our gardener, who packed on prolly 30lbs in the time he worked for us, and was constantly busting out of his clothes
DC: Did you rape him when you were 12?
G: I don't remember anything too specific, but I'm sure I generally was weirdly ogling him and spending way too much time hanging around him. I think it would have been embarrassing if he had realized it was sexual, but, I think because it was such a not common interest, he never put two and two together.
DC: Was the gardener hot?
G: He was dreamy - 5'10'', Italian, dark and handsome. He went from a thick 180 to a starter bellied 210
G: and moaned about it all the time.
DC: Damn I love the Italians. I'm apparently really into dark and handsome.
G: Tight polos and khaki shorts. Sigh.
DC: Gah, I would have died. Were you dying?
G: Constantly
DC: He verbalized it?
G: He'd go and rub his belly
G: and be like "I weighed in yesterday, and somehow I've packed on another 10lbs -must be too much candy."
G: Hence me knowing exactly how much he gained
DC: I'd be baking cookies and making sandwiches way in advance of his arrival. Did you ever do anything like that, with your encourager proclivity?
DC: He was probably sweaty from the work too right? Haha my brain is working overdrive in visuals
G: I didn't learn to cook till I was older, but I always offered him anything if we had something tasty on hand. He got lots of glasses of lemonade.
G: He was really dreamy, especially to my horny, 12/13 year old closeted gayboy self
DC: My hardest gainer crush on a straight guy when I was closeted was in the 8th grade. One of my best friends, another Basque kid, had a brother in law who was HUGE.
DC: He had been a football jock and ballooned when he married my friend's sister. Basque food is all breads and cheeses so he hit it hard.
G: Oooh yum.
DC: His belly was so round, he was stabbed in a robbery and the knife didn't hit anything but fat.
G: Omg that's insane.
DC: I have distinct memories of waterskiing with them and being excited on the way to the lake, knowing he'd be shirtless. Plus he had one of those very round thick bellies. I tripped into him once. On accident.....
G: ha!
DC: I wonder how fat he is now. I don't really talk to that friend since high school
G: Facebook my friend, Facebook.
DC: I was a dictator with my foundling entries into gaining. Whenever I had a friend over for sleepovers, I would make sure we did chugging and eating contests.
DC: This is right at the beginning of the sixth grade, and I was lean and tall; thrilling with the swollen belly my friend and I would be sporting and showing off. I made up games where the punishments for failing were food. Horse, checkers, etc. Traditional boy stuff, gaining bent on it all.
G: I remember one thing I would do that was hugely dorky.
G: I remember, long before it was sexual to me like, maybe 6 or 7.
G: I would read the dictionary because I was a huge nerd.
DC: Haha yes that confirms it.
G: and I would use the thesaurus to look up synonyms to fat and related words
DC: gourmand?
G: and then read their definitions and examples. I’d get boners and have no idea what was going on cause I was 6.
DC: Did you ever stuff your shirts? Padding I guess
DC: I pulled a 1960 teenage girl move. I used toilet paper to build it up and shape it. Wrapped myself like a mummy sometimes.
DC: Horrifying moment. I'm with my friend going to the movies...
G: mm?
DC: I'm talking about how I put on five pounds and wow I'm huge. Probably 145 lbs. And toilet paper falls out of my shirt.
DC: <>
G: You walked around like that! Oh wow
DC: I know. I was ridiculous
G: Kids are weird though. I'm sure everyone forgot.
DC: Yea I always wonder who suspects.
G: Especially homosexicals.
DC: Based on my early days fumbling around
G: Yeah -I've spent a lot of time thinking about that. I did fumble a lot. Drooling over the gardener, watching The Santa Clause hundreds of times and that commercial for Yoshi's Island.
DC: God I saw that movie with friends and was full blown turned on and embarrassed as hell by it.
G: but I think most people just didn't put it together cause it wasn't something they were looking for. Even though it's just as sexual, looking at bellies is very different than looking at tits and dick.
DC: Yea plus guys talk about their bellies and weight all the time so there was some shade to hide in with that.
G: Yeah
DC: Ew breasts. Unless they're Joan's. Her's are brilliant.
G: I think breasts are hot on the right woman –Betty for example.
DC: Yea I guess. They're too soft for me.
G: Some bellies are too
DC: Women's nipples freak me out. Don't ask why.
G: Haha
DC: Did you know some women have hairy nipples? Gah! Can you imagine?
G: That's horrifying.
DC: *runs in circles of terror*
G: We have lasers for things like that.
DC: We have cliffs for things like that. You're out of here.
DC: Alright let's wrap this pony show up; we’re talking about breasts now.
DC: Final thoughts?
G: I actually wanted to kind of make a point.
DC: Oh hit it up.
DC: *puts on glasses*
G: I think that the unconventionally sexual focus of our sexuality made the whole gay thing all the more confusing for me. I had these feelings that were sexual, or pre-sexual but they weren't anything close to what I was told would be the feelings I had, gay or straight, with East Coast liberal parents.
DC: Yea that's a good point and I hadn't considered that. It was definitely more muddled with it showing up as the first impulses.
G: I think that confusion has sort of shaped a lot of people's confusion about how sexuality is blurred by this.
DC: Do you think other fetishes have that going on? Do shoe people think about sandals when they're eight years old?
G: Totally.
DC: Really? That's wild.
G: My first bf had a foot fetish, and he discussed that very issue with me.
DC: Okay now I want to have a major chat with you about that off record.
G: But people talk about foot fetishes, so, there's less confusion on that.
DC: Final thought from me is more of a question that you've brought up and that I've wondered for awhile. I have a minor in Psych and I used most of that to study serial killers. Has there been a study on why? Why does this show up, what are precursors or causal environments? I know we don't have any answer right now but I'm curious.
G: I have a double major in psych actually! I didn't know that about you. I've also spent a huge amount of time studying serial killers.
G: People generally feel that sexual maps are established when people are really young, like, 1-2 years old. I imagine there's some element of the just born gainer/encourager associating pleasure with having a full belly and rubbing it, something like that. But who knows really?
DC: Yea we need to sidechat about that current serial killer who was on the Dating Game as Bachelor #1.
G: Omg yes.
DC: Insanity.
G: I love talking to you.
DC: Haha we're both nerds so it works.
DC: Cute nerds
DC: Alright, we're wrapping this entry. Good night everyone.
G: Email us at GetASnack@gmail.com interesting topics for future episodes of Encouraging Cocktails.
