Mark Loves Kent McCord!

My first gay crush was actor Kent McCord!

I was 12 years old when I stayed up until 9pm watching "Adam-12" on WNBC in New York.

And that's when I first saw that handsome duo: 

Kent McCord as Officer Jim Reed and Martin Milner as Pete Malloy.

I was glued to the screen, and couldn't believe Kent's chiseled perfection and piercing blue eyes! 

Martin Milner was good looking too, but I never 'stained the sheets' wet dreaming about him.

It was my mission since then to move to Los Angeles, and in my fantasy, to be 'cuffed' by Officer Reed. He is so handsome and probably isn't even aware of his sex on a stick persona.

I did actually move to LA years later, but I never met Mr. McCord in the 25 years I lived in the Valley. Which is probably a good thing.

I honestly don't know if I would've thrown myself at him (even if Mrs. McCord or his 2 children were in tow), or simply drooled as I stuttered like a teenager in heat asking for an autograph!

He is STILL handsome now as a silver fox.

My fantasies have subsided, but he will always take my breath away. I own 5 seasons of "Adam-12" and will pop in a DVD at least twice a month to relive my first crush. 

Wow, a 40 year CRUSH! Who knew?

Mark - Hemet, California

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Wayne Loves Peter Tork!

My first gay crush was The Monkees' Peter Tork!

I was around 9 years old when The Monkees premiered on NBC. 

At that age I was also a big fan of music like The Beatles and Paul Revere & The Raiders.

I loved reading 16, Flip, and Tiger Beat magazines, all of them cover to cover. 

But I could never actually "see" my heroes, except in the movies.  

I remember seeing The Beatles' "Help!" in the Pascack Theatre in Westwood, NJ. All the girls in the theatre screamed the whole time!

With The Monkees, it was like I got to spend a half hour with my new "fave raves:" Davy, English and my height (LOL); Mickey, the perfect class clown; and Mike, the mature, responsible one. 

And then there was Peter. He seemed like someone I wanted to live next door, to be best friends with. 

Sometime in the summer of 1968, one of the mags printed a two-page "Body Painting" photo of Peter. There he was, no shirt, almost down to his belly.  

I grabbed my markers and started designing Peter with groovy psychedelic patterns and colors. I remember lying on our living room floor, on my stomach, drawing circles and squares around his nipples, his pecs, and felt some sort of stirring in my 11-year old loins. So I guess you could say that coloring Peter's poster induced my puberty!

Forty or so years later, I met him, and he is a super nice guy. And still cute! I didn't tell him about him being a catalyst in my becoming a man, but I certainly remembered!

Wayne - Ridgefield Park, NJ

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