Most triumphant example right here. I've been known to randomly hug people, coo over little kids and basically turn into a GentleGiant-AbsurdAdolescent combo for the rest of his life: but hurt anything in the above that I love dearly, and I become a weird {{Yandere}}-EmotionalBruiser abomination.

Unless it's towards my immediate family. I don't really care much about them.

Averted very often in this troper's schools - I once walked into my chemistry class to find two boys hugging on each other for no particular reason (they stayed in that pose for a very long time, even after other kids started showing up). They were part of a group of very friendly guys who joked around with each other, and no one really bothered them about it. After graduating, I returned to school to look around and stumbled up three guys group hugging in the hallway (who were shortly joined by a girl). Not to mention most of the guy friends I've had get hugs from the rest of my friends often as well. I don't really see this trope anyway except tv.

Most boys at this tropers school don't think twice about being very physically affectionate around each other like the troper above describes, but they seem to think its TruthInTelevision regarding verbal affection. Even thst just seems to affect young boys- according to this tropers older sister and mother they seem to get over at least some of it as they mature into ''actual'' real men.

Most of this troper's male friends are the polar opposite of this, occasionally being more cuddly with both their female and male friends than the girls I know.

This troper's graduating class is home to the cuddliest, touchiest, lovey-dovey-est bromance she's ever seen. Teachers have complained about their hugging and giggling during class. And they all have girlfriends.

This troper and one of his male friends completely avert this. Sometimes, when we're sitting next to each other quietly, one of us might reach around and put an arm around the other. This invariably leads to a tight embrace and, if we're standing up, we try and wrap legs around each other. Which isn't odd. At all.

Same troper's other friend usually has no objection to enormous ManHugs. A case in point was when we were bitching about our mutual lack of luck with relationships, saw a bunch of happy couples walking past cuddling and holding hands, then went "fuck it" and imitated them with big stupid grins on our faces. (Then felt icky afterwards, of course, subverting this trope somewhat.)

Averted by this troper's male friends. They are very cuddly and love to hug. '''A lot'''. And she hopes it never changes.

Inverted with this female troper. Having affection directed at me is ridiculously awkward for me. I don't like hugging, I don't engage in deep, emotional conversation (or shallow, emotional conversation, for that matter) with anyone, and hate the idea of emotional intimacy. My friends are huggy with each other and only hug me if they want to awkward me out (which is fair, I suppose, since I go out of my way to awkward them out in my own way). Maybe it's because my family wasn't huggy, intimate, very emotional with each other, what have you. I'm not afraid of looking sensitive or whatever, it's just so ridiculously far out of my nature to be that way.

Hello, me.

Most of the boys I know these days are very affectionate to each other. Trope:Subversion! Ranges from cuddling down to butt whacking.

Partially subverted with this troper as he's pretty much terrified of any physical contact besides handshakes (and doesn't like those either) yet has a very strong libido that he'd love nothing more than to exercise. Very frustrating.

Averted with this tropette's ex-boyfriend. He likes hugs and holding hands. I tell people to keep their hands to themselves.

An odd, gender-flipped take on this trope; while I don't necessarily ''hate'' affection, some instances of it are a bit...awkward for me. Justified since it's due to a certain neural disorder that tends to be socially encumbering. I just don't really enjoy "talking about my feelings" or crying, the latter because I hate the dull pain in my eyes afterwards.