One day, when I was twelve, my mother walked in on me masturbating to The Love Boat.
That only begs the question, what about The Love Boat caught your fancy. (Alas, I am too young to have actually watched an episode of TLB.)
“Exciting and new… *come* aboard, we’re expecting you!”
Oh, god. Please tell me it wasn’t Gopher in those little white shorts that got you all hot and bothered.
One can but pray that the episode in question was not one with Ethel Merman as a guest star.
I’m going to guess it was Doc, as Bernie Kopell was clearly the stud of the ship.
I don’t think they were literally telling you to “come aboard.”
(New reader. Actor/director. Thought I’d take a look around. Hope you don’t mind.)
OH. MY. GAWD.
Who was the guest star?
John, TED, David, and adam875, alas, I remember neither the subject of my masturbatory fantasy nor the guest star. There are some memories over which the veil is better left unlifted.
It was Charo, wasn’t it?
alas, I remember neither the subject of my masturbatory fantasy nor the guest star
It’s a safe bet it wasn’t Charo.
I can’t believe that no one remembers Ted McGinley as photographer Ashley “Ace” Covington Evans.
Clearly, he was the object of your self-desire.
I was once in a play where two men simulated sexual intercourse, whilst a female impersonator stood above them lip syncing Mariah Carey’s “Hero.”
I always considered that to be the gayest event in human history.
You choking your chicken to the erotic glory of The Love Boat…that trumps it in spades. Congratulations.