In His Autobiography Titled ‘Seven Pillars of Wisdom’,

T.E. Lawrence says this about his overwhelmingly gay time in the military:

“In horror of such sordid commerce our youths began indifferently to slake one another’s few needs in their own clean bodies… a cold convenience that, by comparison, seemed sexless and even pure. Later, some began to justify this sterile process, and swore that friends quivering together in the yielding sand with intimate hot limbs in supreme embrace, found there hidden in the darkness a sensual coefficient of the mental passion which was welding our souls and spirits in one flaming effort. Several, thirsting to punish appetites they could not wholly prevent, took a savage pride in degrading the body, and offered themselves fiercely in any habit which promised physical pain or filth.”

… did you catch that? The boys slapped dongs together because the prostitutes were too diseased (“sordid commerce”).

Now enjoy these photos:

And finally, to Arch Stanton and The Meditative Mandarin: I think you were right, that skid mark in my underwear probably came from me. It’s probably – PROBABLY – unreasonable to think that I could wear my underwear all day, with no memory of removing them at any point, and somehow, someway someone else left the skid mark. It was likely me.