Friday, November 16, 2007

Sean, Hollywood 1987

spacer The first time I met Sean he tried to pick me up outside the Greenwich Village Pizzeria on Santa Monica Boulevard in West Hollywood back in the summer of 1990. I was new to town and Sean asked me if I wanted to come home with him. I admit I was intrigued but I was with a friend visiting from back home so I just laughed his invitation off wondering who this tattooed love boy thought he was to be so forward. Truth be told I was scared of him. But as the months went by we'd keep running into each other at bars and parties and eventually I had to admit that I wanted to know what he was all about. I'd never met anyone like him before -- so quiet and mysterious -- and never have I since. I experienced many of my "firsts" with Sean -- my first ride on the back of a Harley being one of the safer activities he introduced me to. I remember I had stayed over at his converted-garage apartment near the Beverly Center and he loaned me a Mr. Bubble T-shirt to wear before we headed out on the road that afternoon (that must have been a sight). Everywhere we'd go there was a buzz that surrounded Sean. He wasn't a movie star or anything, but you'd never know it by the way people fell over when he walked into a room. It wasn't until years later when I'd moved to the East Coast that I came across this photo in the famous "Men/Women" book by Herb Ritts that I realized Sean had a lot of things going on besides periodically showering me with affection. ("You know what I love about your body?" he asked me of my 138-pound frame in the shower one day. "Your arm is the same size here as it is here," he said, placing his strong right hand around my bicep and then my wrist.) After not seeing him for nearly a decade I ran into him at the Abbey a few summers ago. A lot had happened in the ensuing years, but we shared a special moment where he opened up to me more than he ever had before, and that helped me close a mysterious chapter of my life. I hope he's doing well today. He deserves to be happy.

Check out Sean in Herb Ritts' iconic but technically NSFW photo "Male Nude With Bubble" after the jump. ----->

9 comments:

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gvlrx7mes@aol.com said...

Where is he now? Would love to see more pictures of him if you know where to go for that. I googled him and got nothing but sean fitspatrick the rugby player. Thanks for any info. Truly a gorgeous speci-man!

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Brechi said...

I think we need a little more on this story.

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TimF said...

He's still working out at Gold's Hollywood. I often see him in the evenings. But he's about 40 pounds lighter than he was for the Ritts photos.

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Christopher said...

I agree with Brechi: Let's hear more about some of your "firsts"!

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Peter said...

"Everywhere we'd go there was a buzz that surrounded Sean." No kidding! This guy was a wet-dream of mine for years.

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Anonymous said...

oh yes, he's the "Male Nude With Bubble" guy.

I don't believe in your story, though.

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Anonymous said...

In 1991 Sean picked me up in West Hollywood....and I was a bit stunned. I had several dates with him...and we must made a strange pair, I was 21 looked 15 and was 115 pounds. He was very very sweet...He sued Herb Ritts and won because there was never any release forms signed for any of the images taken of him.....and he was a meth dealer, not certain how much he actually used himself....but he was clearly high a couple of times I ran into him after our quick fling. Glad to hear he's still around, I'd thought that he might have been dead.

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Anonymous said...

That was a very interesting piece of history and "time-back-then" of your life, I'd say! :) Thanks for sharing a glimpse of this man.

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Walt said...

It's spooky...reading your words were like reading my own account of my experience with Sean: the pick-up (only we met outside of Ralph's on Santa Monica as the sun was coming up one weekend morning), the description of his garage apt. (he told me the story of his Ritts experience and showed me the big box of photos he kept without much ado under his modest bed) and his bike rides (we went shopping for a motorcycle jacket together) and his sweet demeanor, especially in the shower. This all happened in 1990 for me, too.

So happy to hear he's still around and that he worked-out the misdeed by Ritts...he had many other photos in the box than were ever published -- all beautiful!

Wow...neat to know there is someone "out there" who had a VERY, VERY similar experience to mine!

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