This is a really cool post! I was just thinking about this the other day. I feel like it was obvious if I look back, but of course I never knew what it was. I never wrestled around with boys, but I would pick fights with friends that are naturally stronger and bigger than me. In middle school, my best friend and I used to 'wrestle' which usually just involved me instigating something and her pinning me to the floor and sitting on me and pulling my hair. I couldn't understand why I kept starting it, but I felt like I need it. Even at that age, I acquainted it like junkie with a drug... I always wanted to be bullied in school because I thought that it would be 'fun'. My parents knew that I was gay before I did so I wonder if they knew the signs for this to because it got to the point where we watched some show on tv and it showed a woman tied to a chair in the dark being interrogated under a harsh light. After that I went and told my parents I thought something was wrong with me because it 'made me feel funny'. Now I realize that what I was feeling was arousal... and I still fantasize about things like that... >.< It's cool that I wasn't the only one!