Fetishes: wow, too many to list here. It depends on how I'm feeling, but I'm certainly aroused by the tought of some light BDSM play. Of course, having little experience in the general area I'm certain that in a real life scenario I'd run and hide lol!
Things that make me melt inside: I don't know what it is, but seeing a guy's neck or shoulders or shoulder blade exposed, or just with a little fluff of hair resting on it, makes me melt inside. I mean, there's something very vulnerable and beautiful about the exposed neck. Also there's an element of unselfconsciousness about it - I like to notice guys when they think nobody's watching. Not in a stalkerish creepy way, of course, just to see how they are by themselves. It feels very intimate

In fact, there's a story to go with this.
When I was a few years younger - fourteen or fifteen maybe - I was in an art gallery in the middle of summer, just sitting there while my family were elsewhere. And next to me was sat this woman, clearly an artist, with a sketch pad, drawing this sculpture that sat in the middle of the room in front of us. The thing was, on the page opposite to her current drawing was a pencil sketch of a boy from behind in the process of taking his top off, sitting up at the side of a bed. Then as she got up to leave, her notebook fell open and out fell a beautiful Polaroid photo, which showed this boy sitting on his bed, bathed in this warm sunlight, and I realised she'd been working from a photograph. I thought the boy was beautiful, but almost forgot about him until about an hour or two later, while I was walking around (this was at a country park place with the art gallery in the centre) I walked past this woman again, and with her was the boy, slightly younger looking than me, but the boy in the photo. And as I walked past them, she didn't even register me, but he caught me looking, followed my gaze, and this tiny smile broke out over his face. And as they walked on I turned back to watch, and I just caught sight of his too-big t-shirt slipping off one shoulder, and his exposed neck and the upper arches of his back...
hmmm.
So yeah, I melt when I see a shoulder blade. True story

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