Posted by Dump Buddy on January 16, 2000 at 16:00
The recent posting of two awesome male desperation epics, Kalyn's "Chauffeur - 1 and 2", this month's expertly written prize-winner, and New Lurkers vivid eye-witness account "Debbie's Poor Wet Boyfriend", makes me want to talk about the powerful attraction behind M-Desp. These two stories are brillant illustrations of some of the prime elements that make this scene so seductive. Believe me, I'm a totally dedicated fan of M-Desp - mine and other guys - and get off on these stories for their basic charge, but it's neat sometimes to figure out what makes this scene work, like analyzing a movie in film studies. It also can turn up the heat for you about something you didn't notice the first time you devoured the story.
All this is just my viewpoint, based on observation and experience. Take it for what it's worth. Maybe I'll stimulate some ideas and some discussion.
M-Desp is a sado-masochistic ordeal. Boys learn early, from personal experience, how vulnerable a guy is when he's "gotta go bad", and we learn to use it to manipulate each other in the intensely competitive arenas of the male adolescents' coming of age rituals. It's been played out millions of times, on playing fields, in high school boys rooms, in team locker rooms, in college frat houses, in military barracks, just about everywhere. And when fate determines you're going the be the star performer, you're
dragged by the balls into an ordeal which you'll remember the rest of your life, often accompanied by a sickening shutter, and a rockhard boner.
Our unsuspecting victims here are two Healthy Young Men, confident, capable, attractive male specimens, totally cool and in control who, before their trials by fire are over, are reduced into pathetic submission by the domination of their all-powerful bladders, and by their sadistic tormentors, who turn up the volume of their agony, and help push them over the brink into a whirlpool of humilation.
Danny, a 22-year-old mechanic and football supporter is our subject in the title role of "Debbie's Poor Wet Boyfriend".
In Kalyn's "Chauffeur", 21-year-old Brad is our enthusiastic, well-disciplined and studly first-day-on-the job driver-in-training.
Sports stadiums and motor vehicles are classic locations for the playing out of M-Desp. ordeals.
M-Desp is about cutting away the layers of armour that are built up by the artifices of masculinity learned during the endless rites of passage of male adolescents, exposing the raw unprotected nakedness of the masculine psyche. Yeah, I know, alot of big words, but look what I mean: The first crack in Danny's chrome-studded armour is when, in his first step descending into submission to his screaming bladder, he reluctantly admits to his rowdy mates the he's "absolutely dying for a piss", an expression of weakness but, in his effort to retain control and to resolve his problem in an acceptable manner indicates, strangely delicately for being in a crowd of football supporters, "I think I'm going to go and see if I can find a toilet somewhere" (translated "Gotta take a piss, mate!"). You can almost feel him cringe when his mate admonishes him: "No mate, there aren't any, you'll have to wait...". From there on in, his explosive humilation seems inevitable.
For our Brad, the crack in his studly facade of expertly disciplined driver appears when James, his sadistic instructor (and M-Desp freak) directs him to go take a leak before they start their ride. Nobody has told him to go to the bathroom since he was a five-year old. His first humiliation is apparent, not just by "the crimson hue" that blossoms on his cheeks, but by our voyeuristic view of Brad locked inside the garage toilet, straddling the bowl, dribbling out a "light, short-lived stream", the wimpy pee performance a guy always tries to avoid in communal urination scenes (the Boys Room), and that makes him look like the pants-pissing kid that he dreads the instructor now thinks he is. From here on, Brad is out of balance, and poor judgement induced by the physical agony in his gut will seal his drenching fate.
M-Desp is about being trapped.
M-Desp is about being manipulated.
M-Desp is about shattering the image of Mr. Totally Cool.
M-Desp is about physical agony and physical ecstacy.
M-Desp is about the all-consuming focus of needing to piss.
M-Desp is about having power over each other, for erotic stimulation.
M-Desp is about shame that destroys you in front of your girl friends and your mates.
M-Desp is about surrender.
M-Desp. is about ball-bustingly orgasmic pleasure, orchestrated by Debbie for Danny, and Miss Harris does the honors for Brad.
M-Desp. is (eventually) A BLAST for all players.
I'll get into alot more of this, if you want, later.
I'll leave you with the two intense images of public humilation described in these stories: Brad's hot piss streaming down the limo door and splattering onto the ground, and the huge puddle of Danny's steamy ripe brew spreading like wildfire across the carriage floor.
Think about it. But no matter what, haved fun with it.