The pool boy is a staple of gay porn — heck, it’s a staple of Jackie Collins and Danielle Steele and desperate housewives. Sun-baked, lithe, young, crammed into tight shorts — and so fucking horny that they’ll play hump the host like a quarterhorse out of the gate. By nature the poolboy is disposable. A good fuck. Eye candy. Perfect.
Porn, as it turns out, is really the pool boy of media. Sex on demand. This realization does not negate the fact that I still don’t have a pool. Or boy. In other words, here’s what I’ve been wanking to:
Poolside with Dean Phoenix: Who wouldn’t want to be? Stunning videography, loads of hot sex and, of course, Dean Phoenix.
Its ochre stucco arches opened onto a terrace that boasted a spectacular — if vertiginous — view. The azure sea lay a dizzying 1,000 feet below, and spotlights mounted on the cliff just beneath the terrace illuminated the hotelï¿½s clean art-deco lines. …
These aren’t the kind of perfectly crafted sentences I expected to find on a porn star’s web site. But then Gus Mattox isn’t your average porn star. For him, being in gay porn isn’t his life’s work, but rather one element in a long and varied career in the stage and screen. Read more »
I remember meeting Justin Dragon (bottom, right) when he appeared on The Tim and Roma Show, back in the day. He was introspective and brooding but highly sexual. We went out for beers at the Eagle afterwords and watched mud wrestling. Then I went home and watched Big Timber.
There’s a good scene where muscle-ghost Josh Weston rewards his environmental companions with some thick-dicked lovin’ in the following gay porn clip from Falcon Studios‘ Big Timber, but it ends in one of my favorite ‘lucky pierre’ three-ways of all time. Anyhoo, have at it.
I got a screener for Lost, Michael Lucas‘ latest meditation on the fickle nature of monogamy (Can one be monogamous, and still participate in the orgy?), I didn’t expect to be surprised at the size of Chad Hunt‘s cock. I mean, it’s not exactly underexposed. He’s in nearly every one of the Fire Island Cruising series, not to mention Hunt and Plunge and Vengeance. And that’s not even counting his work with Falcon and Rascal. Point: I’ve seen Chad Hunt’s horse cock more than a few times. Read more »
Love him or hate him, you have to admit that Marshall’s got the cutest l’il muffin ass. He may call himself “slim shady,” but he def. has some junk in the trunk. (Sorry, I’m hungover, that’s the best I could come up with.)
Guess who’s back? Back again. Shady’s back. Tell a friend.
Nice job, Jacque! I’ve been after that fine ass for years … Read more »
My pathetic entreaties to Wet Palms casting appear to have worked. I just got news that Jason Adonis — the throbbing piece of muscle trade I begged for not three days ago — is set to join the cast of the gay porn soap half way through the first season!
Launch date for Wet Palms is now Sept. 30th. Only 14 days to go … (and then we start shooting again!)
More news to follow as our sources “Deep Throat” us old gossip and new press releases.
Everyone remembers Edward Penishands. The oh-so-clever 1998 straight porn title ushered in new golden era of porno puns and homages to Hollywood. While the straight industry’s Snatch Adams and Good Will Humping made for trash-chic parlor games and a neverendling source dot-com bon mots.
The gay porn industry, of course, was far more prolific in its porno spoofs. Funny porn titles are more than a tradition with gays — our homegrown version of haiku.
Here’s a few of my favorites.
Forest Rump (Hollywood Sales): “Jenny, I think I ruined your roommate’s bathrobe.” Not to be confused with Sorest Rump, a straight flick.
Dirty Hairy (All Worlds Video): A porn video from Burning Man?
Saving Ryan’s Privates (Hollywood Sales>: Did Spielberg not see this coming? (Not to mention the rumored Schindler’s Fist and Shaving Ryan’s Privates.
I Know Who You Did Last Summer (Hollywood Sales): Who doesn’t?
Terms of Endowment: Michael Brandon just had to take it there. From the people who brought you Raiders of the Lost Arse.
I’m sure I’m missing plenty. Hit me up if you’ve got better contender.
I love a good straight porn as much as the next (straight) guy — I mean, it was the first porn I ever saw, so it takes me back. And straight dudes are hot. Plus sometimes it’s nice to watch a movie and not recognize (or have dated) a single actor.
I know some of you guys out there might recoil at the idea, but I strongly recommend it. And if you’re not sure where to start, bisexual porn is a good place, and Stable Entertainment’s Goosed! and Goosed Again! are among the better ones out there. (Between the two of them, these films have won the most GayVN awards of any Bi title). Read more »
News came earlier this week former muscle stud Falcon Lifetime Exclusive Jason Adonis was released from his contract by the legendary Falcon Family of Companies. Guess the promotion of fall release Night Flight, his first film with the company, will rest on the broad shouders of ex-fellow FLE Matthew Rush. While the much-promoted Adonis is now a free agent, brother Tristan is expected to stick around. Read more »
I have to say I was really scared of Rob Romoni until I met him. Something imposing about his deep-set eyes and gia-normous muscles made me just assume he was going to be snobby or stand-offish. But he’s anything but!
By the end of the Wet Palms shoot, Rob and I were the best of pals (OK, kiiiiiiinda). He’s the just the sweetest. And a genuinely funny man. He would routinely have the cast and crew in stitches. Read more »
Since I guess young boys across the country are enrolling in college and being faced with choices that will, no doubt, effect the rest of their lives, I would like to present this cautionary tale, courtesy of Jocks Studios.
It’s called Hazed and it tells the shocking tale — inspired by true events, for sure — of three young pledges and the unspeakable terrors they must endure under the cruel hand of pledgemaster Blake Harper, all in the name of social acceptance. And you thought “Mean Girls” was bad? Read more »
Usually when you watch one of the self-suck style videos, you get an abnormally flexible guy barely licking his cock. Understandably, I’m a bit obsessed with this red-head from the aptly titled Auto Fellatio.
Other men on the vid try with varying degrees of success, this able-bodied New Englander (he could be from Nantucket, but I doubt it) practically deep throats his fat cock. Licks his balls, shoots his load, the whole 9 yards — er, inches. Even the photographer keeps flipping out.
I can’t stop watching it. Hot. Read more »
If the federal government really wanted to crack down on gay porn, they’d make college less expensive. Otherwise these young innocents, upon turning 18, are free to sell their stroke to the highest bidder.
To commemorate those early days of sexual freedom and my first credit card, I took to watching several so-called “amateur” college jerk off videos. You know, the ones where producers woo unsuspecting freshmen and frat boys into tossing off for the camera.
Uncle Don, the Humbert Humbert of Southern California takes a hands-on approach to his young guy charges in College Students: Stroking for Dollars. The Body Shoppe series features the freshmen of Southern California schools beating the meat to b\pay their tuition. He spends a lot of time on set up — getting to know his supposedly straight models from pick-up to nut bust. The juicy backstory, no matter how contrived, only serves to heat up the men even more… Read more »
I met Cory Koons last year while he was dancing at the Nob Hill Theatre. He came up to me, and I don’t remember exactly what he said, but it was something really fucking obnoxious. He’s got a real spark to him, this one, but I quickly learned that he’s got the smarts to back his shit up (and a fierce “new wave hooker” wardrobe to boot).
At the time, Cory still hadn’t thought up a last name. Though he didn’t end up going with any of my suggestions, I was pleased that he did name himself after Jeff Koons, a modern artist we both really like.
He’s filmed a bunch of movies this year, from raunchy Raging Stallion sex-a-thons to Studio 2000 young guy-fests. I’m eager to see where in the porn spectrum he lands, as he seems well suited for both or anything in-between. Read more »
When I really want to freak people out, I put on the limited-edition, four-disc DVD box set of “Sea Men: Fallen Angel 4″. It”s sort of like the crown jewel of my porn collection (which, if you haven’t guessed, is rather extensive).
How do I mean by “freak out”? Well, it makes people uncomfortable to watch. On one hand, it features these really fucking hot guys (this was Dred Scott’s premier). And all the while they’re totally ravaging each other in these really crazy ways, but they make it seems like they’re having a rockin’ good time while doing it. Electro shock, ball pumping, tit torture, extreme face fucking — and I thought I had seen it all … Read more »
After months of work, Wet Palms Official Website, Wet Palms.com is finally up and rolling. The gay porn soap opera launches on Sept. 30th, but we’re mad impressed with the job Naked Sword did with the design. It’s like the Blair Witch Project — except with porn and gay sex instead of a scurry non-existent witch.
Check out the hot happenings at the gay porn hotel we call home!
>Mike’s last Frenchy post reminded me of the tres magnifique French director Jean-Daniel Cadinot. I was introduced to his oeuvre when a trick left a copy of Le Coursier at my house. Little French boys plowing each other with giant dildos … I immediately became a fan.
Cadinot’s has had an extremely long career in gay porn. He published his first book of nudes in 1975 under the name “Masculin”, and started making blue movies ten years later. Since, he’s produced some really terrific titles. At times the quality can be a tad inconsistent, and art direction is all over the map, but overall, his titles really get me off, especially his military ode Service Actif, Sex Bazaar (an early 80s romp in a Turkish bath considered by some to be his best) and the utterly quaint La Maison Bleue. Read more »
I am bored/angry watching the Republican National Convention (I’m waiting for the war on pornography to rear its nasty head) and it makes me sad that they can’t come up with something more clever than making fun of the French.
What the world needs now is love, sweet love. And hot French porn. Not these assholes.
It’s nice to see the kids from Wet Palms are here and all up in it — I missed you guys somefin’ terrible. And the fam was super-psyched to see the photos Jack took on set. I used them for, um, inspiration while writing scenes for next season.
Family life is tiring. I just got back from two weeks at the beach house and if I never see Scooby-Doo again, it will be fine with me. On the other hand, I’m getting really crazy about Joe Foster.
Sleeping arrangements didn’t permit me to do much but dream of the Aussie stud in my twin bed — and with no Internet, I couldn’t really take advantage of Naked Sword — but I thought a lot about his scene in Try Me On … For Size where he trades underwear with super-hunk Jason Hawke, then trades positions –alternately plugging and getting plugged. Hot. Read more »