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What I couldn't know was that it would take me not only to a new country but to a whole new life, for my friend wasn't kidding about the boys of Argentina. Before we were even out of the airport, I saw what he meant. I was adrift in a warm sea of boys and men, some brash and others languid, some dark eyed and almond-skinned, some blue-eyed and Germanic looking. It looked like Little Europe, and it felt like sensuality incarnate.
Even the youngest were already muscled, their bodies sinewy and toned, as if they had already spent their lives working hard. A sense of athleticism prevailed in the boys and men I saw around me. They moved with the loping grace of wild cats. Wild cats with bedroom eyes. Even the mean looking ones seemed to have eyes that glimmered with some hint of sidetracked tenderness.
There is openness to Argentineans, an engaging directness, that amplifies even the most passing or casual connection, and leaves you feeling touched, stroked, caressed or even intimately rejected. I think I even fell in love with our cab driver. It's as if people want to leave the mark of their desire on each other there, like a mass foreplay that frankly is intoxicating.
It starts with the way they look at you. So distinctly un-American. , They look into you, and hold your gaze, as if they were sifting through your psyche for some reflection of admiration for them, and when they find it, their expression softens. Even the married ones, the straight ones with wives and children. It's almost as if some mutually pleasurable secret has been exchanged, and you both move on, but with the strange sensation that you've just made telepathic love with the man you passed that you will never see again.
My friend was right. I knew right away that I would never want to leave.
And I never have.
If all this sounds slightly rhapsodic, go and see for yourself. Or better yet, stay right where you are and let me show you what I found. I found Kubla Kahn's Pleasuredome, only it's camouflaged by European-style architecture and wide avenues, perhaps run down in some cases but still grandiose. Buenos Boys are found in noisy outdoor markets, on bikes riding through the bustling streets, in neighborhood soccer games, at electronic music festivals reminiscent of the raves of the 90's, boys of every shape and size. Mannish boys, or are they boyish men? They are young males on the cusp, bursting with hormones and entering their own private renaissance that is their discovery of life, love, sex and sensuality.
Some of them are tough and some are downright trouble. Others are students, models, dancers, DJ's, athletes or just plain laborers. The one thing Buenos Boys all have in common is their lust for life. They are the ones who shine like beacons and stand out in a crowd. I can always spot them. Everyone is going somewhere, but the Buenos Boys are different—they are searching for some place they haven't found yet, missing someone they haven't met yet, searching for something higher, better, worthy of all the joy and frustration and voraciousness they have to devour it with. Only the young drink life to its dregs with such joyful abandon. Those are the boys I see, and who see me. We somehow find each other.
Introductions are quickly and easily made. I am always struck by their adorable machismo. They live by strict codes, inside which they are free to move about as they please, and love who they choose, as long as it looks right from the outside. Their families are important to them. Many of them are bisexual, which in no way impedes their plans to marry, produce children, and lead lives that will undoubtedly please their families and probably even themselves. For they know how to please their own appetites without rocking any boats. They are masters at compartmentalization.
And they are fascinated with the camera. Fascinated with the lens and how it represents the eyes of people who will see them, watch them, fantasize about them. Even the ones who are noticeably nervous and shaky—and you'll see a few—are turned on by it. They are boys who get turned on by turning others on.
And the camera is fascinated with them. If a picture is worth a thousand words, what volumes must these videos speak? Better to see for yourself what I mean. Enter the world of the Buenos Boys.
Like me and so many before me, you may decide you never want to leave!

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