More Exposing Sexual Revelations, TMI and Nakedness! By Steve V. Rodriguez

In Episode 10 of TALK ABOUT GAY SEX podcast, "Exposed", I go solo and open up about my sexual evolution from adolescence until today. Some may say it was a bold move to expose my personal stories of sexual tales that are often only seen in coming of age films that, for the most part, are awkward to watch, but you know we all have our own stories of sexual growth that are comparable or worse. For those of you who have already listened, I hope my honesty and curated selection of tales made you think of your own sexual evolution. The other inspiration for the show was for you to get to know me, as  your host a little more as I lead us on this sexual journey.  Hopefully our sexuality doesn't have a shelf life,  and while it shouldn't have one,  we should continue to explore the multitude of directions it leads. 

Far Right: Steve V. Rodriguez as a young gymnast with best in front, teammate and Coach Around 1982

I wanted to share a story that didn't make the cut on the "Exposed" episode,  that I recalled over the weekend. I went to a Catholic high school in California.  I had this math instructor who was quite handsome. He was also the swim coach,  and had I not been so immersed in gymnastics, I would have joined the team just to be 'coached' by him. He was friends with Father Dusty (names have been changed to protect the pedophiles) KIDDING! We would have school church masses in the gymnasium once a month and everybody loved Father Dusty. He was young, cute, funny and could relate to the students. He really made church fun!

This one time...I mean, there was one occasion that Father Dusty and my math teacher participated in a homecoming skit that had a beach theme. I couldn't believe that both Father Dusty and my math teacher were in bathing suits and tank tops acting as lifeguard and surfer. The vision of both of them really was hot given the dichotomy of their day jobs: High School Teacher and Priest. 

Every day my friend Raven and I (okay, names are made up! ...I really wish I had a friend named Raven!) would walk into math class greeted by our math instructor. He would always greet us at the door saying something like, "Hello Ms. Rivera, Hellos Mr. Rodriguez...'Once again, you're wearing a very dapper (fashionable, stylish, etc) outfit," which usually followed by a nod or a wink tossed in my direction. I'm sure I was a total blushing vision, as back then, I was much shyer drawing inspiration from a geisha practically. GAG! Every morning I would stress about having to put together a re-worked version of an outfit that received praise, a daily practice that continues today. 

Later after graduation, I think my math instructor gave me his phone number or possibly his email to keep in touch while at college. I was eighteen at this point.  I really can't remember,  if I ran into him at a gay bar or if I reached out to him while in college... that part is a blur. We ended up getting together for dinner and later went back to his apartment. I remember being excited and thinking, 'Am I on a date?" He made a move on me, climbing on me as we both made out. He was really sexy, but I couldn't tell if I was totally attracted or just excited that my former high school teacher was making out with me. In fact it all makes sense now. All those daily compliments, winks and special 'hellos' signified that he was flirting. I think we kept in touch by phone for a bit more, but we never got together again. I think I was a little nervous to revisit the situation because I don't think I had the maturity to make sense of what I was feeling. 

A year or two later I ended up running into Father Dusty at a gay bar. I was really excited to see him, yet now it was not as Father Dusty, but as a fellow gay man. I think he really wanted to get together outside of the bar and I remember he called me several times leaving voicemails for me. Again, it was exciting, but now the dynamic had totally changed between us and I don't think I was ready to deal with my feelings, so I never returned his calls. 

Those stories today really resonate in my mind with joy, excitement for my former self and just plain hot stories. I hope it conjured up your early sexual tales and memories for you,  and that you can look back at your early sexual growth with a smile. 

Check out my EXPOSED nakedness below lol as I was shot by photographer, Brian Leighton a couple years ago on a New York rooftop, then listen to Episode 10, "Exposed". 

Host, Steve V. Rodriguez of TALK ABOUT GAY SEX podcast