I’m much more fond of the male form, to the point that some guys might find it odd. For example, I had this photo framed in my bedroom through most of high school. Some ignorant people deducted that I was a lesbian from this. How that makes any sense, I don’t know, but them’s the facts. People are stupid.
If I dated a guy with pictures of half naked guys hung up on his wall, my first reaction would be “sweet!” But I have to admit I’d find it a bit odd that a straight man would have as keen an appreciation of the male form as I do. I know when I see the male form in all its glory, I don’t look at it for the aesthetic pleasure, I imagine doing dirty things to it.
But I think most would find it stranger to find male pictures in a guy’s room than female pictures in a girl’s room. That’s the beauty of our culture: the double standard. And we’re all guilty if it, whether we admit it or not.