A straight guy would be too distracted to continue dancing and he’s locked in so not straight. A gay guy would have burst in to flame touching a vagina so not gay.
He’s obviously a robot.
But in seriousness that level of locked in is amazing, on both their parts.
This guy throws a fragile human being in the air, minding sexual nuance of where his finger lands on is last of his worries and you don’t need to be a robot for that.
I played my share of rugby, and I played it mostly as tighthead lock. In normal words this means that a lot of my game time was spent with my head between bums of front row players, or grabbing other player deep under butt cheeks to throw them in the air.
What I learned from it is as long as you care about what you do, you do not care about all else.
As a martial artist whom grappled a lot with sweaty people in clothes that easily get ruffled; even as a hormonally unstable teenager in my earlier days of it, I don’t recollect even thoughts of sexuality no matter the gender of the opponent/sparring partner (am bi) when engaged. It’s not too odd to even unconciously prioritise not getting a broken arm over whatever the fuck I’m touching to keep them away
A straight guy would be too distracted to continue dancing and he’s locked in so not straight. A gay guy would have burst in to flame touching a vagina so not gay.
He’s obviously a robot.
But in seriousness that level of locked in is amazing, on both their parts.
This guy throws a fragile human being in the air, minding sexual nuance of where his finger lands on is last of his worries and you don’t need to be a robot for that.
I played my share of rugby, and I played it mostly as tighthead lock. In normal words this means that a lot of my game time was spent with my head between bums of front row players, or grabbing other player deep under butt cheeks to throw them in the air.
What I learned from it is as long as you care about what you do, you do not care about all else.
As a martial artist whom grappled a lot with sweaty people in clothes that easily get ruffled; even as a hormonally unstable teenager in my earlier days of it, I don’t recollect even thoughts of sexuality no matter the gender of the opponent/sparring partner (am bi) when engaged. It’s not too odd to even unconciously prioritise not getting a broken arm over whatever the fuck I’m touching to keep them away
Bi erasure at it again
Ace too
You underestimate the fortitude of gymnasts. They can fist platonically
OK so uh, this comment was like tripping over a boobytrap wire, I guess congrats on winning the internet today?
On her parts specifically