The Chasee  Becomes the Chaser….

I had gastric bypass in 2003. I went from almost 470 to 325 – a loss of 145 lbs. Or, as my former boss in Boston said, “A Backstreet Boy”. Since that time I’ve gained back about 30 pounds, mainly from not walking everywhere like I did in Boston, but also the abundance of Mexican food. Owning a car and being within a 5-minute drive of about a dozen excellent taquerias has proven to be my downfall. I bring up all this not to toot my own horn, but to lead into a sort of paradigm shift I’ve been experiencing over the past few years.

All of my life I have never really had a “type” that I was more physically attracted to – – speaking purely to physical attraction alone, I am drawn to a wide variety of shapes/skin colors/ethnicities. In all my past relationships, though, all of my partners have been considerably smaller than myself.  (Picture a Great Dane dating a minature Greyhound).  Until recently I had never given thought to considering another chubby bear in anything other than a strictly plutonic way.  Within the past two to three years, though, I am increasingly attracted to men more like myself in stature. I have come to appreciate what only chasers have experienced with a big bear. Having always been liberal and open-minded when it comes to one’s attractions, I probably should not be as surprised as I when I get turned on by a guy with a huge, hairy belly or thick, chunky legs.  

Now I will always be attracted to the muscle cub/runner/body builder types, and yes, even some twinks. But it’s a wonderful thing to get aroused by a big hairy bear or chub – as I said earlier – an interesting paradigm shift…….