Twink

[Boxlicker101]

I have occasionally read or heard the word "twink" used as a synonym for a certain kind of gay man, but I have never used it myself. Is it usually taken as an insult? If so, I won't use it in a story but, if not, I will use the word.

 

[Bisexguy]

I don't think it is any more insulting than "bear" is for the big, hairy guys. It is just a term used to quickly describe a certain type of guy. I am a twink and I see nothing pejorative about the term.

 

[Stella_Omega]

"twink" means a very youthful looking guy.

Sometimes a twink looks youthful because he's-- actually-- a little younger than is strictly legal.

But it doesn't imply anything about his values, his mind, his worthiness as a human being.

 

[Phydeax69]

I've always thought that twinks were a little more effeminate than the average gay man....Not that it's a derogatory term....

 

[Boxlicker101]

Thanks, you guys. That's about what I thought, but I wanted to make sure. There are a lot of derogatory terms for gay men, and I don't use them if I can help it, except sometimes in dialogue.

 

[Phydeax69]

Thanks, you guys. That's about what I thought, but I wanted to make sure. There are a lot of derogatory terms for gay men, and I don't use them if I can help it, except sometimes in dialogue.

Well I think if you are writing a story, and it works within the context of the story (meaning that you're just not tossing things out for shock value) I twink...I mean THINK you're safe!

Happy writing!

 

[Etoile]

Yeah, like the others, I consider it descriptive, not derogatory.

 

[cyberking001]

twink

the way i heard it, the word twink derived from a hostess twinkie because the boy was sweet both to look at and to eat and was full of creamy white stuff that would ooze out when you put him into your mouth, mmmmmmmmmm (sam)

 

[HornyTeenBoy]

Well, I'll never look at Twinkies the same way. (I'll look at them much better, instead. )

 

[Boxlicker101]

the way i heard it, the word twink derived from a hostess twinkie because the boy was sweet both to look at and to eat and was full of creamy white stuff that would ooze out when you put him into your mouth, mmmmmmmmmm (sam)

Well, that's a good description of the twinks in the story, Twin Twinks. Except they are bottoms who prefer anal.

 

[Etoile]

Research on the etymology of twink: http://languagelog.ldc.upenn.edu/nll/?p=1820

 

[Boxlicker101]

Research on the etymology of twink: http://languagelog.ldc.upenn.edu/nll/?p=1820

This is interesting. I read some of the stories by Armistead, "Tales of the City" as they appeared in the SF Chronicle about 35 years ago. That was where I ran across the word, which I thought was a slightly derogatory term used to describe some gay men by others. A "twink" was somebody who didn't much care about anything but having fun, but I thought it might have evolved since then, which I see it has, but for the better.

 

[goodsonformom]

I love twinks........I have a sexy young (18+) twink who lives near me.......he is so cute with his hairless body, cute tight bubble butt.......and a lovely bulge in his pants.......ooooooooo.......

 

[Chrissi]

Use the term, by all means. While it can and has been used in a derogatory manner, it is almost universally descriptive now a days: young/young looking, smooth, fashionable, pretty, effeminate and very outwardly gay. Some or all can be used to describe a twink. I never minded being called a twinkie in my younger days. (Hell I never minded being called gay even before I was out.)

 

[CandiCame]

Use the term, by all means. While it can and has been used in a derogatory manner, it is almost universally descriptive now a days: young/young looking, smooth, fashionable, pretty, effeminate and very outwardly gay. Some or all can be used to describe a twink. I never minded being called a twinkie in my younger days. (Hell I never minded being called gay even before I was out.)

See, I actually really like the word "Twink"- and I've had it used on me before I was out to- I always considered it the American version of bishoen. Hot, young, um... twinkie guy.

I also always thought that the name came from this guy:

http://www.rainbowbrite.net/characters/twink.gif

Twink Kel- from Rainbow Brite. I have a lot of friends who love Rainbow Brite... it's apparently the gayest children's show ever. I'm going to sit down and watch it one day, I swear... I watched the movie and the first couple episodes...

 

[Boxlicker101]

Use the term, by all means. While it can and has been used in a derogatory manner, it is almost universally descriptive now a days: young/young looking, smooth, fashionable, pretty, effeminate and very outwardly gay. Some or all can be used to describe a twink. I never minded being called a twinkie in my younger days. (Hell I never minded being called gay even before I was out.)

I have used the word in two different stories. The first was "Twin Twinks" and the second was "Pauletta Marches." I will probably use the word occasionally in the future.

 

[jackstud]

I love twinks........I have a sexy young (18+) twink who lives near me.......he is so cute with his hairless body, cute tight bubble butt.......and a lovely bulge in his pants.......ooooooooo.......

Gives me a stiffy Love Twinks

 

[Dan629655]

Gives me a stiffy Love Twinks

ditto

 

[goodsonformom]

Gives me a stiffy Love Twinks

Did I not say he has a cute cock too.........well..........he does.

 

[BentSecrets]

I used to have a twink boyfriend on the side. He was 22 to my 34, and man...just amazing. First guy I ever felt really comfortable with making out, body contact, etc, and he, like me, was totally versatile. For the first couple of months we knew each other it was strictly "safe only," but in time we opted to be exclusive (except for our girlfriends, of course) and began to play just bareback.

Sex with him was *incredible*. He was Asian, so his cock wasn't huge but it had a perfect curve to it so that when he entered me he'd hit my prostate just *perfectly* and make me rock hard and leaking precum like a hose while he fucked me. We'd kiss and slowly undress each other, then embrace as he'd lick and tease my nipples while I slowly kissed his neck. I'd always feel his cock rise and press against mine, which turned me on SO much. Then he'd push me back onto the bed, lift my legs, apply some lube to us both, and slip into me. I remember his soft moans as he looked in my eyes and gently made love to me. He'd usually pleasure me that way for half an hour or so. At first he'd pull out and cum all over my cock, but eventually, on an intense day, I begged him to fill me instead. He did, and for several months after that, he came inside me almost every time.

When he'd reach orgasm, he'd tremble and just stare into my eyes, and whisper, "you're my boyfriend, I can't believe it. I miss you when we're apart." I'd just grin, fighting the feelings growing inside for a time. After he'd rested for a few minutes, he'd lube my rock hard cock, straddle me, and sink down onto my thick cock (I'm probably double his girth), and watching his face as his cock grew hard again was incredible. I'd lube my hand and stroke him as he slowly rode my cock, working my meat against his own prostate as he leaned inward and kissed me passionately. In time he'd sit up, grin, and start slowly tweaking, caressing and licking my nipples, gently the way I like it, and I'd build toward my orgasm. As I approached I'd always tell him, so he'd have the option of pulling off, but he never did. Instead he'd just keep working my nipples as I erupted into him, filling him with my cum. He'd usually have his second orgasm then, shooting out of my hand and up across my abdomen. On a few occasions his second load even hit me in the face, and he'd always lean in and share it with me in a kiss.

Finally one day, we'd been making love for probably 4 hours, and each of us had cum probably 3-4 times. As we both climaxed for the final time, he leaned in, kissed me and just stared in my eyes. "How do you feel about me?" he asked. My heart pounded, because I knew the answer and wanted to say it, even knowing what it meant for our respective relationships. "I love you," I told him as my eyes suddenly poured tears down my cheeks. He kissed me then, gently, and said "I love you too."

We showered and dressed, kissed goodbye, and he left. That was the last time I ever saw him. When I emailed him next, his account was gone, and when I called him, his number had been changed. It took several months to get over him, but it was a learning experience for me. I'm bi, but not usually attracted to guys other than in sex, but something was different with him, and it taught me that I *can* feel love for another guy in a romantic way. Maybe it was because he was a twink, very smooth and clean and feminine in shape and smoothness, though masculine in most other ways. I don't know.

I still miss him, sometimes, and think about what an amazing almost-year I had with him.

 

[goodsonformom]

I used to have a twink boyfriend on the side. He was 22 to my 34, and man...just amazing. First guy I ever felt really comfortable with making out, body contact, etc, and he, like me, was totally versatile. For the first couple of months we knew each other it was strictly "safe only," but in time we opted to be exclusive (except for our girlfriends, of course) and began to play just bareback.

Sex with him was *incredible*. He was Asian, so his cock wasn't huge but it had a perfect curve to it so that when he entered me he'd hit my prostate just *perfectly* and make me rock hard and leaking precum like a hose while he fucked me. We'd kiss and slowly undress each other, then embrace as he'd lick and tease my nipples while I slowly kissed his neck. I'd always feel his cock rise and press against mine, which turned me on SO much. Then he'd push me back onto the bed, lift my legs, apply some lube to us both, and slip into me. I remember his soft moans as he looked in my eyes and gently made love to me. He'd usually pleasure me that way for half an hour or so. At first he'd pull out and cum all over my cock, but eventually, on an intense day, I begged him to fill me instead. He did, and for several months after that, he came inside me almost every time.

When he'd reach orgasm, he'd tremble and just stare into my eyes, and whisper, "you're my boyfriend, I can't believe it. I miss you when we're apart." I'd just grin, fighting the feelings growing inside for a time. After he'd rested for a few minutes, he'd lube my rock hard cock, straddle me, and sink down onto my thick cock (I'm probably double his girth), and watching his face as his cock grew hard again was incredible. I'd lube my hand and stroke him as he slowly rode my cock, working my meat against his own prostate as he leaned inward and kissed me passionately. In time he'd sit up, grin, and start slowly tweaking, caressing and licking my nipples, gently the way I like it, and I'd build toward my orgasm. As I approached I'd always tell him, so he'd have the option of pulling off, but he never did. Instead he'd just keep working my nipples as I erupted into him, filling him with my cum. He'd usually have his second orgasm then, shooting out of my hand and up across my abdomen. On a few occasions his second load even hit me in the face, and he'd always lean in and share it with me in a kiss.

Finally one day, we'd been making love for probably 4 hours, and each of us had cum probably 3-4 times. As we both climaxed for the final time, he leaned in, kissed me and just stared in my eyes. "How do you feel about me?" he asked. My heart pounded, because I knew the answer and wanted to say it, even knowing what it meant for our respective relationships. "I love you," I told him as my eyes suddenly poured tears down my cheeks. He kissed me then, gently, and said "I love you too."

We showered and dressed, kissed goodbye, and he left. That was the last time I ever saw him. When I emailed him next, his account was gone, and when I called him, his number had been changed. It took several months to get over him, but it was a learning experience for me. I'm bi, but not usually attracted to guys other than in sex, but something was different with him, and it taught me that I *can* feel love for another guy in a romantic way. Maybe it was because he was a twink, very smooth and clean and feminine in shape and smoothness, though masculine in most other ways. I don't know.

I still miss him, sometimes, and think about what an amazing almost-year I had with him.

Wow.......thank you for sharing.......I will think of this and come back to read it often for a while........what a mental picture you have given........I am so turned on.......

 

[CandiCame]

I used to have a twink boyfriend on the side. He was 22 to my 34, and man...just amazing. First guy I ever felt really comfortable with making out, body contact, etc, and he, like me, was totally versatile. For the first couple of months we knew each other it was strictly "safe only," but in time we opted to be exclusive (except for our girlfriends, of course) and began to play just bareback.

Sex with him was *incredible*. He was Asian, so his cock wasn't huge but it had a perfect curve to it so that when he entered me he'd hit my prostate just *perfectly* and make me rock hard and leaking precum like a hose while he fucked me. We'd kiss and slowly undress each other, then embrace as he'd lick and tease my nipples while I slowly kissed his neck. I'd always feel his cock rise and press against mine, which turned me on SO much. Then he'd push me back onto the bed, lift my legs, apply some lube to us both, and slip into me. I remember his soft moans as he looked in my eyes and gently made love to me. He'd usually pleasure me that way for half an hour or so. At first he'd pull out and cum all over my cock, but eventually, on an intense day, I begged him to fill me instead. He did, and for several months after that, he came inside me almost every time.

When he'd reach orgasm, he'd tremble and just stare into my eyes, and whisper, "you're my boyfriend, I can't believe it. I miss you when we're apart." I'd just grin, fighting the feelings growing inside for a time. After he'd rested for a few minutes, he'd lube my rock hard cock, straddle me, and sink down onto my thick cock (I'm probably double his girth), and watching his face as his cock grew hard again was incredible. I'd lube my hand and stroke him as he slowly rode my cock, working my meat against his own prostate as he leaned inward and kissed me passionately. In time he'd sit up, grin, and start slowly tweaking, caressing and licking my nipples, gently the way I like it, and I'd build toward my orgasm. As I approached I'd always tell him, so he'd have the option of pulling off, but he never did. Instead he'd just keep working my nipples as I erupted into him, filling him with my cum. He'd usually have his second orgasm then, shooting out of my hand and up across my abdomen. On a few occasions his second load even hit me in the face, and he'd always lean in and share it with me in a kiss.

Finally one day, we'd been making love for probably 4 hours, and each of us had cum probably 3-4 times. As we both climaxed for the final time, he leaned in, kissed me and just stared in my eyes. "How do you feel about me?" he asked. My heart pounded, because I knew the answer and wanted to say it, even knowing what it meant for our respective relationships. "I love you," I told him as my eyes suddenly poured tears down my cheeks. He kissed me then, gently, and said "I love you too."

We showered and dressed, kissed goodbye, and he left. That was the last time I ever saw him. When I emailed him next, his account was gone, and when I called him, his number had been changed. It took several months to get over him, but it was a learning experience for me. I'm bi, but not usually attracted to guys other than in sex, but something was different with him, and it taught me that I *can* feel love for another guy in a romantic way. Maybe it was because he was a twink, very smooth and clean and feminine in shape and smoothness, though masculine in most other ways. I don't know.

I still miss him, sometimes, and think about what an amazing almost-year I had with him.

This story made me really really happy-
Then really sad.

I don't know what to do with sorrow boner...

 

[CandiCame]

I used to have a twink boyfriend on the side. He was 22 to my 34, and man...just amazing. First guy I ever felt really comfortable with making out, body contact, etc, and he, like me, was totally versatile. For the first couple of months we knew each other it was strictly "safe only," but in time we opted to be exclusive (except for our girlfriends, of course) and began to play just bareback.

Sex with him was *incredible*. He was Asian, so his cock wasn't huge but it had a perfect curve to it so that when he entered me he'd hit my prostate just *perfectly* and make me rock hard and leaking precum like a hose while he fucked me. We'd kiss and slowly undress each other, then embrace as he'd lick and tease my nipples while I slowly kissed his neck. I'd always feel his cock rise and press against mine, which turned me on SO much. Then he'd push me back onto the bed, lift my legs, apply some lube to us both, and slip into me. I remember his soft moans as he looked in my eyes and gently made love to me. He'd usually pleasure me that way for half an hour or so. At first he'd pull out and cum all over my cock, but eventually, on an intense day, I begged him to fill me instead. He did, and for several months after that, he came inside me almost every time.

When he'd reach orgasm, he'd tremble and just stare into my eyes, and whisper, "you're my boyfriend, I can't believe it. I miss you when we're apart." I'd just grin, fighting the feelings growing inside for a time. After he'd rested for a few minutes, he'd lube my rock hard cock, straddle me, and sink down onto my thick cock (I'm probably double his girth), and watching his face as his cock grew hard again was incredible. I'd lube my hand and stroke him as he slowly rode my cock, working my meat against his own prostate as he leaned inward and kissed me passionately. In time he'd sit up, grin, and start slowly tweaking, caressing and licking my nipples, gently the way I like it, and I'd build toward my orgasm. As I approached I'd always tell him, so he'd have the option of pulling off, but he never did. Instead he'd just keep working my nipples as I erupted into him, filling him with my cum. He'd usually have his second orgasm then, shooting out of my hand and up across my abdomen. On a few occasions his second load even hit me in the face, and he'd always lean in and share it with me in a kiss.

Finally one day, we'd been making love for probably 4 hours, and each of us had cum probably 3-4 times. As we both climaxed for the final time, he leaned in, kissed me and just stared in my eyes. "How do you feel about me?" he asked. My heart pounded, because I knew the answer and wanted to say it, even knowing what it meant for our respective relationships. "I love you," I told him as my eyes suddenly poured tears down my cheeks. He kissed me then, gently, and said "I love you too."

We showered and dressed, kissed goodbye, and he left. That was the last time I ever saw him. When I emailed him next, his account was gone, and when I called him, his number had been changed. It took several months to get over him, but it was a learning experience for me. I'm bi, but not usually attracted to guys other than in sex, but something was different with him, and it taught me that I *can* feel love for another guy in a romantic way. Maybe it was because he was a twink, very smooth and clean and feminine in shape and smoothness, though masculine in most other ways. I don't know.

I still miss him, sometimes, and think about what an amazing almost-year I had with him.

This story made me really really happy-
Then really sad.

I don't know what to do with sorrow boner...

 

[boredVAwife]

When it comes to gay men I am not that much into the rough construction worker kind of dude that gets off on other guys but the smooth and feminine looking guys are simply yummy. Not to mention more fun to hang around with for some reason. Maybe because from past experiences, some guys that are bi simply will not allow that part to show in public and even go the complete other direction and act extra macho while the twinkies are not worried about hiding it because that isn't possible for them anyway so what you see is what you get. Plus they are just more fun to hang with.

 

[goodsonformom]

When it comes to gay men I am not that much into the rough construction worker kind of dude that gets off on other guys but the smooth and feminine looking guys are simply yummy. Not to mention more fun to hang around with for some reason. Maybe because from past experiences, some guys that are bi simply will not allow that part to show in public and even go the complete other direction and act extra macho while the twinkies are not worried about hiding it because that isn't possible for them anyway so what you see is what you get. Plus they are just more fun to hang with.

Bingo.......Not into the construction worker type myself either........and since I am Bi.....and love women........a twinkie is perfect to be included in some intimate fun......nah.......I'm not intimidated in the least......