(Featured media: Burl Ives and Rock Hudson - from The Spiral Road, 1962)
"Fan" fiction erotica - "Hollywood Confessions: My Date With Big Daddy"
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Epilogue:
A Horny Old Bull
To conclude, I was in fact on the pill, after all, it was 1963; therefore no, I didn’t begat a cute little chubby Ives child, although sometimes I wish I had. Although that man could be a bit of a creep at times, like most men I suppose, I’ll never forget that night with Big Daddy. In fact, as much as it was embarrassing, there were other reasons why I kept that story to myself after all these years. I admit, that was the most fun I’ve ever had with a man. Sometimes I question whether I was head over heels in love with that big old brute.
As much as I wanted to see him again, I found out soon afterwards that he had actually scheduled all of those men to see him that night with the intention of not telling me, while planning on having sex with me, in order for the meetings to coincide with his coitus. I never found out exactly why he did that, and if it was his intention to use me or not. I was angry for a season and never wanted to see him again after that, but looking back, I regret not seeing him more times. I would have liked to get all of his seed in me and looked at him face to face the entire time that he had his climax. I would have liked to try other things with him, and maybe even be his mistress when he was working in Hollywood. The more I learned about what probably did happen, was that he was proud to seduce a young dancer like myself, and although I don’t like to be someone’s ‘bragging rights’, in a way I felt honored. One of the older ladies at the Manhattan cocktail party said, “sounds to me like he was just trying to get those businessmen off his back and find ways to taunt them.”
As I spoke to my girlfriends late that night, finishing my story, one of the women remarked that, perhaps that lonely old man being away from home needed a special companion, and not another ‘high-profile figure’ like himself? As we talked, one of the more educated ‘uptown’ ladies said, “if you ask me, like a lot of men in show business those days, he was desperate to try to prove that he was a heterosexual; in a similar way they constantly had to deliver proof they were not some kind of communist as well. After all, Mr. Ives worked closely with a lot of queers like Tennessee Williams and was even filmed naked along side a half-naked raging fag, Rock Hudson, just a year or so before your ‘encounter’. Although I might say there’s probably a little pink in his blanket, Big Daddy sounds like a man who was not ‘light on his feet’, in fact, quite heavy handed like your story implied, which I found to be most intriguing. I think you’ve not only made a believer out of all of us in the room, I wouldn’t be surprised if some of us are going to start chasing after men like Sebastian Cabot – you’ve certainly piqued my curiosity about a kind of man I would have not previously considered and for that, I am indeed charmed.”
But it was another lady who might have had the best explanation: “did you ever consider the fact that although Big Daddy was a bit of a sex symbol in the 50’s, that Burl Ives in the 60’s was starting to get typecast too much in children’s and family shows to the point where the public was referring to him as asexual? If I were him, I’d want to prove to my collogues that I was a fully functioning sexual person with sexual needs and abilities. After a while, no matter what he said, chances are, his peers didn’t believe him until he found a way to show proof that he had a thriving sex life.” Maybe they were all correct. Maybe he was just another creep. Maybe he was someone really special. I do cherish those memories, and I still keep his private calling card with me in my purse all these years.
The End.
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I always thought that Burl Ives had to be a stage name, but not so. I've never come across another Burl, but I find the name incredibly sexy (Burl, as in Burly).
Folk singer, musician and acclaimed actor, he was clearly a talented man (and handsome, too).
At times, the beard and moustache could be a bit ropey, but not here. Magnificent growth, that deserves a good nibble and nuzzle.
Suit and tie, goatee beard, cigar, balding pate and smouldering look in his eyes. Takes my breath away.
Beautiful facial hair in this one and those eyes again...
Bow tie and a beautiful smile and... holy shit, he's naked! A naked Burl, in his bath, smoking his cigar. If only the censorship laws at the time could have let us see a full frontal.
And finally, for the moment, Burl at his bearded best! There will be more. I can't get enough of this dad.
The original Broadway production of “Car On a Hot Tin Roof” opened at the Morosco Theater #OnThisDay in 1955. Directed by Elia Kazan, the play starred Barbara Bel Geddes, Ben Gazzara, Burl Ives, and Mildred Dunnock, and won Williams his second Pulitzer Prize.
Burl Ives, who many of us will remember as the silver-and-golden-voiced snowman in the 1964 TV Special “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer,” spent his own golden years in a waterfront home in Anacortes, WA where he passed away in 1995 at the age of 85. Ives was a late casting decision for the special by the producers, who originally intended the actor who voiced Yukon Cornelius to sing the songs. Lucky for us, a last-minute switch was made to bring in Burl, which is why Sam the Snowman is never seen interacting with the other characters because his parts were created after the rest of the scenes were mostly finished.
The show was broadcast for the first time in 1964, but it suffered from a glaring plot hole. The protagonists never made good on their promise to return to the Island of Misfit toys. This travesty did not go unnoticed as thousands of concerned citizens deluged the network with letters demanding a resolution. So, Rankin Bass created a new ending (spoiler alert!) that shows Santa flying to the island and rescuing the Misfit Toys for distribution to loving children around the world. The revised show aired the next year and every year since. In order to fit the new scene in, something had to be cut, so they nixed a segment in which explained that the object of Yukon Cornelius’ desire was actually a Peppermint Mine – which vindicates his bizarre ice-axe-licking fetish. He was tasting for peppermint and not silver and gold.
One thing I can say about Burl Ives (apart from his being stunningly handsome, with an attractive body and a fantastic voice) is that the man knew how to smoke a cigar.
In fact, he spends most of this scene hardly taking it out of his mouth.
Most pictures of him I have in my collection show him smoking a cigar or a pipe.
Clearly, he was born to it. The heavens be praised that there are still men out there like Burl.