Hello, I am new here.

My initial interest in crying began in childhood, although I do not think I realized it at the time. Whenever I would see a boy I had a crush on cry, I would feel this sort of heated ache in my chest, and a desire to comfort him would well up within me. As I grew older, I would feel that same sort of feeling when I watched movies or television series that featured men crying.

There is something inside me that desires to comfort and nurture, specifically wiping away someone's tears, holding them close as their tears soak into the fabric of my shirt, feeling the tears on my skin as their face is buried against my neck. There is also the desire to kiss and lick at tears upon someone's cheek, while simultaneously letting them know that it is okay to cry. I also think that crying while making out scenes are incredibly hot, bonus points if rain is involved. ;)

I feel as if there is so much shame with regard to crying, especially for men, so the idea of cradling a man in my arms as he cries is rather appealing to me.

I have to say, the most recent crying scene I've had the pleasure of viewing recently is that of John Watson of BBC's Sherlock in "The Reichenbach Fall." Freaking killed me.

There are also scenes of House's James Wilson crying that I have adored.

For me, the combination of tears and sobbing, especially when it hinders one's ability to talk, combined with clinging and trembling, is ideal, in my mind.

I'm hoping to find like-minded individuals to chat with.