You ever wondered what the coming attractions might look like if you were sitting in a (probably sticky) seat in a gay porn cinema on Polk Street / 42nd Street circa 1986? Our new best friend on Youtube, landonbryce, is responsible for bringing these small wonders into our lives, including a couple gems from famed director William Higgins.
You might find yourself offended by this. Comment away. We don’t think it’s mean-spirited, and we feature it here for two reasons: 1) the shot of the gay zombie with the hairdryer and the Abercrombie shopping bag and 2) the last line. Forgive us.
OK, maybe this is getting a little too cute. Newly minted porn star power couple, Francesco D’Macho and Damien Crosse, freshly back from Europe, have produced their first bit of YouTubery which we think is supposed to be a fantasy? A depiction of a dream come true? Anyway, they call each other Hooker Bunny and The Bunny Raper and if they weren’t both so hot we might have to go barf now.
It’s the last and final episode of the little gay porn sitcom that could: Dirty Tricks. The dirty boys (and drag mascot Ginger Beef) gather round for one last after-hours chat round the bar, and Eddie the hot twink bartender lets on that he recently got doubly lucky…
See the hardcore stuff at dirtytricks.tv.
We may have been hoodwinked into believing a lot of people were spending their economic stimulus package dollars on porn, but still we felt confident that the porn industry would weather the current economic crisis just fine. Not so, says a new piece in Wired. According to AVN founder Paul Fishbein and Steve Orenstein of Wicked Pictures, sales are way down. It seems porn purveyors are facing a host of obstacles not only related to soft consumer spending; the industry also faces increased oil-related production costs, stiff competition from free and amateur content on the internet and a glut of product overall.
We came across this dude named Jr. who calls himself the “King of Gay Music.” Here’s what we know about him: he doesn’t like super femme-y guys (see the song “No Queens” to the tune of TLC’s “No Scrubs”), he makes up words (see “scandocious” and “indefagable”) and he is a proud, out-loud, black homo from Chicago who makes some pretty funny spoofs of pop songs, rewritten with gay lyrics. Please enjoy this revision of “The Boy is Mine,” featuring hag supreme Mellione.
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OK! Magazine snagged an interview with our favorite straight-for-pay TV actor Neil Patrick Harris, who despite having been in a long-term relationship with handsome Broadway hunk David Burtka for the past four years, is not planning to run out and get gay-married anytime soon. Or at least he’s not planning to use an engagement to get himself on the covers of any magazines. “I am a very content gay man living my life to the fullest,” Harris tells the mag, and, “If I did [get gay-married], no one would know about it ’til after I got married.” If there’s one couple we’d love to have a three-way with see get hitched, it’s totally these two.
How much would you pay for a taste of RJ Danvers? Porn star membership sites may have given way to blogs and MySpace, and while dirty pics are given away free, dozens of stars are selling their dirty laundry. But sales ain’t what they used to be.
Damn, fags, can’t we get over ourselves? First of all: It’s an ad for a candy bar. Second: Speedwalking has always been super queer. And yes, in this instance, we mean ‘queer’ in a bad way. The ad in question has been has derided in AdAge, and by our brethren at Queerty and JoeMyGod, but for god’s sake, kids… you call this ‘violence’? It’s Mr. T chucking Snickers bars at a speedwalker and telling him to “get some nuts.” You can’t even call it homophobia, unless you call making fun of a speedwalker for not being a “real man” homophobic. It’s mildly funny, kind of in the way that Super Bowl ad with the two auto mechanics accidentally kissing was, and seems just about as equally harmless.
Apparently Tuesday’s a big night to go out on the gay strip in Dallas, and Crews Inn owner David Moore has had it with the ne’er-do-well drag queens coming in and causing a ruckus in his gay strip club, so he’s now saying they’re not welcome:
“Drag queens act like they are divas and think they can’t do no wrong,” Moore said. “They have stolen money straight off the bar, hassled costumers for drinks and locked themselves in the bathroom with a bunch of guys. And with Tuesday being our busiest night, there is just no way for me to keep the draq queens under control then.”
Yep, sounds like drag queens alright. But without them, who do you turn to for local color and a little amusement amidst the Bud Lite-swilling masses?
We knew it was a little too quiet. When weeks go by without any phone calls or emails from Michael Lucas, you start to get concerned. It means he’s either on the set of another epic or… dead. Except this case it was neither: he was on a much deserved vacation in Lake Como. Home to George Clooney (as well, once, to Pliny the Younger and thousands of celebrities since), the gorgeous retreat perfectly framed Michael’s other love: the seldom seen and heard, Richard.
RIP, Sofia Potrillo. We hardly knew thee.
In honor of Estelle Getty’s passing, please enjoy this clip from The Golden Girls where the girls gather round the television to watch some porn. This sitcom about pre-Viagra elderlies has been beloved by the gays ever since it premiered, when they used to watch it at bars in West Hollywood. Now it continues to live on in syndication, most notably giving the Lifetime network a reason for existing, and giving gay marrieds something to watch together between taking their Ambiens and falling sexlessly into bed.
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We first noticed the boys at Exterface when they shot Francois Sagat in pasties. Lucky for us, they continue to give us shower nozzle masturbation material that, theoretically, we could hang on our wall and pretend that we were totally interested in for the artistry, and not the large uncut penis dangling between model Gred David’s legs. Oh la la!
In case you were too busy commenting on threats made to Caleb Carter’s life to notice, news arrived this week of the upcoming opening of The Erotic Heritage Museum in Las Vegas. Founded by adult entertainment mogul Harry Mohney and Ted McIlvenna-the man behind the sexology foundation called The Exodus Trust–the museum has lofty goals beyond the assumed collection of French “art” porn from the 60s and a glass case full of artisanal and antique dildos.
Attention whore, ex-Anna-Nicole parasite and bad-tastemaker Bobby Trendy is (you guessed it!) launching a viral video campaign for (you guessed it!) HIMSELF! We don’t totally get it, but we think it’s a reality show called “Raw,” and we think the premise is basically to follow Bobby as he gasps and flounces around Hollywood pretending at a level of empty celebrity that exists only in his and twelve other peoples’ borderline psychotic minds. Oh, and we’re guessing there’s a faggot behind that camera who may have helped dream this up.
We have to admit, we didn’t see much of the first season of Bravo’s Million Dollar Listing, but we’re wishing we had. Not only do we have erotic dreams about an infinity pool in a modernist box overlooking Point Dume, we had no idea that Malibu realty agencies were was hiding such ripped hunks behind the suited exteriors. To wit, celebrity realtor Madison Hildebrand is displaying his pubes in the most recent issue of Playgirl. SOLD!
We know. Like hundreds of thousands of other big-penis aspirants, you’re left wondering where to dump your hard earned cash now that the male enhancement claims of the Enzyte corporation have been declared bogus. Luckily for you, witches and their incubi of gay male lust have created a booming market for penis enlargement spells on eBay.
We are not embarrassed to say we are way excited for the season premiere of Gossip Girl on September 1, by which time we expect to be totally bored with the remaining contestants on Project Gayway. Our thanks to the CW for doing up these snappy 12-second previews of Season 2 in which all the character names are treated like the names of stars in their own, Hamptons-based summer sitcom. Also, Chuck has some new, wicked faggy outfits and it looks like Nate (Chace Crawford) is half-naked in like 90% of the scenes.
A man convicted of stalking San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom turned himself in to the offices of the Bay Area Reporter late last week, after again alledgedly attempting to run someone over with his car for the second time in 18 months. Then, the real fun began.
It’s more dancing white boys! From the upcoming documentary, “Fratpad: A Day in the Life of an Alpha Male,” we get this clip of a couple of shirtless (and probably drunk) straight boys dancing by the pool to ‘Soulja Boy.’
We admit to having a little bit of a prejudice against the more conservative city to our south, but after a major gay bashing that occurred just after San Diego Pride in 2006, and after a man was shot by police during this year’s festivities, Gay Pride in San Diego isn’t at the top of our list of fave destinations. In fairness, the man was shot following an incident on a boat during a post-pride chartered dance-and-booze cruise, not during the parade itself. And it sounds like the man was both drunk (he had fallen/jumped off of the boat and had to be rescued) and resisting arrest (he took one of the officers’ Tasers and was also, allegedly, reaching for his gun). Still, it’s not the best PR for the city’s gay life, and it still sounds like the cops might have fucked up here (the victim was, after all, some drunk fag who fell off a boat).
GayVN Hall of Famer, director, father, S/M power-bottom, Yankees fan, drunken spectacle: Rod Barry can now ad yet another hyphenate to the long list that currently trails his name: blogger.
Where in the world is Collin O’Neal? Not in front of the camera. The globe-trotting porn star announced late yesterday that he has renounced his porn star citizenship in order to better concentrate on producing and shooting movies. While we’re sad that O’Neal will not be taking the Michael Lucas-Rod Barry route of taking each new model for a spin, we understand that constant traveling can take a toll on one’s ability to keep rock hard abs.
In the interest of news you can use, SoGayTV brought a bunch of effeminate gays into the studio to answer some tough questions from their charmingly accented French-Canadian host (e.g. “Did all de sissies are bottoms?”). We love how he seems to think ‘sissy’ is the proper clinical term.
A while back we interviewed a panel of gay gamers about their gaming habits, choices and experiences in the wide world of warriors, monsters, and Mario Cart. First we found out which video game characters they think are the most fuckable. Then we learned how to get your gay dollar’s worth out of Grand Theft Auto IV. Now we ask the class some more probing questions concerning their virtual faggotry.
Joan Rivers is trading the red carpet for a red hankie.
Folsom Street Events announced today that comedienne and self-proclaimed dog Joan Rivers will be hosting a kick-off event for the legendary Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco this September.
Just to prove to you all that we aren’t completely cynical killjoys about this whole gay marriage thing, here’s a quick roundup of notable news items from this week in California’s Summer of Gay Marriage.
First off: A new poll shows that opinions may be shifting when it comes to approving a proposed amendment to the state constitution that would ban gay marriage. 51% of voters now say they are against the amendment-which will be on the ballot in November as Prop 8 -with 42% saying they are for it. Back in 2000, 68% of voters approved Prop 22, which ostensibly defined marriage as between a man and a woman and which the CA Supreme Court (you may have heard) recently deemed unconstitutional. We look forward to about 900 similar polls to follow.
Cleveland Browns quarterback Brady Quinn is flaming mad, and not because we keep confusing him with Brody Jenner. Not only is his booming body being used to promote a gay dating website, they didn’t even have the courtesy to pay him for the endorsement.
Could a Florida police officer have been using his handcuffs to get his BDSM kicks? According to police department in Hollywood, Florida, it’s possible: they’ve suspended an officer while they determine if Mikey Verdugo, a contestant on HGTV’s Design Star, appeared in the 1996 porn film Rope Rituals. According to Hollywood Police Spokesman Lt. Manny Marino, Verdugo’s been placed on paid leave pending the outcome of a fact-finding Internal Affairs investigation.
In honor of the opening of The Dark Knight, we give you this look back at the more notably shirtless moments in Christian Bale’s recent career. We have loved him since Empire of the Sun (we were pre-teen too at the time!), then he got all buff for his comeback in American Psycho, and then just kept on giving us ab-tastic performances in Reign of Fire and Batman Begins. After the jump, please appreciate this Brit stud’s fine body of upper body work.
Our heavily editorialized listings after the jump…
We’re not always huge fans of gay indie film, if only because we’re tired of saccharine coming out tales and soft-core porn masquerading as art. But this film, The Lost Coast, directed by Gabriel Fleming, looks moody and well-enough shot that we’re curious–also it takes place partly on Halloween night in the Castro and was shot in and around San Francisco. The film is playing this Sunday night at the Philadelphia Gay & Lesbian Film Festival. More info can be found here and at the film fest website.
Brent Corrigan and Grant Roy may have avoided indictment in the Bryan Kocis murder trial, but twink rival Caleb Carter is accusing him of another crime-and claiming he was the intended victim.
Just when you thought it was safe to put on a pair of heels and go shopping in the Middle East’s newest metropolis… We’re receiving news today that either 17 “gay tourists” (if you trust police), or 17 transvestites (if you trust Dubai’s Gulf News), were rounded up from malls around Dubai and arrested in an apparent crackdown on “outward homosexual behavior,” which remains a crime in the hyper-capitalist, westward leaning city-state. Just a couple months ago two lesbians were jailed and deported for kissing on a public beach.
We’re still waiting for stories from Collin O’Neal‘s recent trip to Dubai, and since we saw him with boyfriend in tow walking up Castro Street the other night we can assure you is not currently rotting in an Arab prison.
A U.S. District Judge ordered Berkeley Premium Nutraceuticals founder Steven Warshak, maker of phony penis enlargement pills, to forfeit over $500 million after he and his mother were found guilty of fraud, money laundering and knowingly promoting false claims about the product earlier this year. Warshak said the judgment could put his company out of business.
Remember when Justin Timberlake and Britney Spears were dating and she was a virgin and he was respecting that, and then we found out that they’d been having sex all along and her vagina had fallen out and we were super surprised?
ZOMG guys. Project Runway‘s new season is totally premiering tonight. And guess what!? Among the 16 fashion design contestants there are a total of 7 out homosexuals! Yes, much like last season’s majorly gay cast, the PR casting department is again ever closer meeting their 100% fag quota, and we cannot wait to fall in (and out) of love with them! After the jump, the gallery of homo hopefuls.
He was the ultimate golden boy, starred in Damn Yankees and then did a bunch of spaghetti Westerns, TV, and landed a role in John Waters’ seminal film Polyester. The man never minded scampering around in swim trunks for the cameras, and yes, Tab Hunter was a big ‘mo. He admitted as much in a recent autobiography, which he’s continuing to promote via book tours. Yes, old Tab fucked Hollywood’s finest in his day, including Tony Perkins, dancer Rudolph Nureyev and Roddy McDowell, and as historical homos go, we have to say he was kind of a strapping lad in his prime. After the jump, a shirtless gallery.
Americans for Truth and the American Family Association, two of those fundie orgs bent on convincing the world that Christians are good and clean and gays are disgusting petrie dishes on legs, are calling for a boycott of McDonald’s restaurants on the grounds that they’re being way too nice to the gays. They in fact held a “press conference” today, not quite at McDonald’s headquarters, but at the McDonald’s restaurant adjacent to McDonald’s world headquarters.” HA. This seems to come in response to the HRC praising the corporation for its domestic partners policies, donations to gay-friendly organizations and protection of rights for the transgendered. Using the brilliant logic fundies have always been known for, Americans for Truth’s Peter LaBarbera draws the comparison that healthy salads run counter to McDonalds’ support of the gay agenda. To wit: