5 Ways to Fuck Mother Earth Organically
We like to do our part to stay green by doing things like reusing condoms and recycling old jokes. Below, how to go green in the bedroom. And no, it has nothing to do with gak douches.
We like to do our part to stay green by doing things like reusing condoms and recycling old jokes. Below, how to go green in the bedroom. And no, it has nothing to do with gak douches.
Porn isn’t always happy-go-lucky dildos and smiling snatches.
Quantum of Solace just opened, and it makes us want to masturbate. Having already told you about the inevitable porn spin-off, Rectum of Solace, allow us to share a few of our favorite hardcore spy flicks after the jump.
Gays don’t know how to celebrate anything without house music. Thus, in less than a week since electing Barack Obama the 44th President, we already have three mixes of this dance ditty called “Change the World (Obama)” from singer Gioia Bruno (of Exposé), and Miami-based producers Musiq Maniacs and DJ Maximus 3000.
Well that was a slow news week, huh? But today we’re proud to finally have something really, really big to report on. In a powerful first, the American people have spoken. Their choice? Historic. His name is Stu Rasmussen. And he’s actually a she these days.
Gay stereotypes are damaging. Like, just because we’re gay — and druggy, slutty, and alcoholic — people are always like, “Oh, you’re such a druggy, slutty alcoholic.” So homophobic. But there is one stereotype that we’re willing to embrace, and that’s our complicity in black diva worship. (‘Cept Tyra. She can go home.)
Our therapist told us that we need to be less negative in life, and we think that maybe she’s onto something. If Erik Rhodes finds coke on the sidewalk just from reading watching The Secret, then maybe self-help isn’t just for lesbians after all.
And we always thought that dressing up like a pirate genie at your wedding reception ensured a sacred, enduring union for life.
We’re basically rubbing our hands with schadenfreudic glee over the unfolding fight to the death between Madonna and Guy Ritchie. With his recent “gristle” comment, it has become readily clear that rudeboy Englishman Ritchie plans to spare no insult in running old Vadge through the ringer.
Do you suffer from janky junk? Does your smegma have a stench? Is your grundle greasy? Your penis putrid? Well there’s a soap entrepreneur out there who thinks he can help. Man Junk, a long-awaited addition to the gay product pantheon,* is an “intimate body wash” tailor made for “the modern man” and his nasty nethers.
Just a quick election news roundup, which we admit is mostly an excuse to use the illustration at left, which is the latest cover of The Progressive.
Since the beginning we have been undecided likely voters. We wanted to wait until the conclusion of the very final debate, and not before, to take sides. Our considered endorsements are below. They may surprise you!
So, yeah, stock market’s been oscillating wildly. We have all our money riding on Obama dildos and a horse in the 8th race at Del Mar, so we’re not concerned. But a lot of guys have lost their shirts!
In times of trouble, what the world really needs is love, sweet love, and so it goes in the background of this clip from CNN in which two men begin making out and ripping each others’ clothes off while the reporter in the foreground discusses the collapse of Lehman Brothers and our impending Great Depression 2.
We spent endless hours trying to figure out the best way to capture Dore Alley’s je ne sais quoi, but with the endless parade of cowskin and foreskin, even the most colorful he-she disappears into the background. Our solution? The Sword built a make-shift Sears portrait studio and pulled our favorite Dore hellions in for a photo shoot. Say cheese! While the local leather scene has withered in recent years, there’s a new movement to bring more boys to the riding crop, and judging by the crowds of twentysomething men in skinny jeans and colored frame sunglasses, they might just have a chance. Perhaps it’s just a matter of finding chaps that’ll go with Converse.
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.
Don’t go writing us any letters. We have nothing to prove that Kate Moss flies in airplanes or goes through customs with cocaine. But it does seem highly unfair that U.S. Customs should deny Boy George a visa just as he was attempting to return to the States for an upcoming tour and to give a free concert to the NY Department of Sanitation (with whom he performed his community service for his 2006 bust for cocaine possession). Poor fella! Just as he trying to pull his shit together and writing a cheesy dance ballad in support of Barack Obama!
The building where Al Pacino filmed Cruising is back in the hands of perverts, according to NY club promoter Daniel Nardicio. Earlier this month, Playgirl began filming in the historic loft with GRUNTS star Victor Steele who looked every bit as rough and ready as Pacino had over twenty-five years ago. Actually, eerily so.
Screw gay-for-pay: if you want to get off to a real straight man, head to the other side of the video store. Not long ago, straight porn was dominated by ugly everymen like Ron Jeremy, who allowed thousands of fat masturbating men to imagine that they, too, could have sex with Seka. Oh, how times have changed!
Each time we compile the top ten list for a given week’s gay photographic achievements, there are requisite quotas that must be filled. Yes, we must have a shirtless celebrity that got our collective blood pumping, normally there’s a porn star tossed in for good measure, and we even make sure to terrorize readers with something embarrassing, ugly, or downright dark. Catching us off guard like a double penetration while blindfolded, this week offered up some new alternatives to this trend!
Erasure’s Andy Bell presented the “Hottest Cock” award at the Grabby gay porn awards Saturday, cementing his place in our little slice of the gutter with other perverts like Bruce Vilanch and Alexis Arquette. We’re glad to have him. The award, sponsored by the Fleshjack sex toy, went to both Diesel Washington (cut division) and Devin Moss (uncut division) and is a rainbow colored glass dildo (pic after jump). Bell was in town to perform at the 30th Annual International Mr. Leather competition.
The Stud
9th & Harrison
San Francisco
Saturday, May 17, 10PM
Daniel Nardicio and the boys of Dlist co-host this weekly party for the young and sloppy, where Ben Andrews will be giving away 30 of his enormous dildos.
Because porn and various images of perviness are constantly coming across our desks, an image like this one just falls in with the average dildo monster (NSFW, duh) or Tory Mason covershoot. Gawker calls it disturbing, Copyranter calls it “scary [and] wince-inducing,” but for some reason we were just like, “oh, huh… nice abs.”
Decide for yourself after the jump.
Last fall someone found CNN correspondent Thomas Roberts’ Manhunt profile, and the blogs were abuzz. Roberts had actually come out in 2006, but the shirtless pic of him on a deck on Fire Island and the naked Manhunt shots, front and rear, were just the evidence the gay blogosphere needed to crown him their new, slightly scandalous, out gay hero. It may not have helped his career much, but Roberts is still out, and he’s the coverboy on The Advocate next month. With the “silver fox in the room” still not saying anything officially (despite texting with Ryan Seacrest on New Year’s Eve)-and with certain high-profile Good Morning America personalities sticking to the same cautiously silent strategy about their sexuality-this leaves
In the South African city of Knysna, the annual Pink Loerie Mardi Gras parade is a pride parade of sorts which, like many other pride festivals the world over, features a lot of scantily clad faggots and maybe even a few dykes on bikes. Pastor Jerome Nel of God’s Ministries has been battling parade organizers over the past few years, and along with 400 other city residents he issued a memorandum to the mayor regarding the prevention of “improper and indecent conduct” at the parade, which is scheduled to occur on Saturday. One of the incidents cited from last year’s parade as indecent was an 80-year-old man who went around exposing his ass in his portrayal of “archbishop of the moon.”
Working in the porn world sometimes allows us to forget that there are actually employers out there who might give a shit that we’re huge whores in our spare time. Clearly CNN would prefer that prominent talking head Richard Quest had not been nabbed in Central Park by cops at 3AM with a rope around his neck and balls and some meth in his pocket, but just think if they had seen him like that in his Manhunt profile while he was interviewing for the job! They *might* have thought twice about hiring his pervy ass.
Madonna’s ceaseless promotion for her new album, Hard Candy, has had her gracing magazine covers with the world on her shoulders, hitting up boxing rings and working herself into a public sweat, and even vlogging creepy ultimatums to Perez Hilton. Indeed, it seems as though you can’t even swing around a big black dildo these days without thwacking the aged megalomaniac square in her chiseled jaw with it. The charts love her, while bloggers love to hate her, and now Dubai loves her so much they’re paying her $24 million to perform two concerts in the UAE (more than any performer has ever been paid to perform-ever… $133,000 per minute, in fact, assuming each show is 90 minutes).
Our buddies over at QueerMeNow have started a monthly feature called a Blog Circle Jerk wherein the greatest minds of our generation at Fleshbot, Starrfucker, The Sword and a few other gay-porn- centric web concerns come together to respond to a single a question so that we, and all y’all, can compare answers for our mutual amusement. It’s like writing a theme for school in 4th grade! The first installment, which was suggested by The Sword’s own Michael Stabile: My First Porno.
Here at Sword HQ we get so inundated with all of the brutally hot XXX-hardcore action of gay pornography that even when we scrunch our eyes closed all we see are spinning patterns of huge dicks. That being said, you can’t blame us for getting at least an eensy-bit bored by all of the slobbering, pumping, humping and thrusting, and we often skip to the more hilarious B-roll of “acting” set-ups that make porn the campiest American art form. The ultimate bonus is when a porn, especially from the 80s, has an
amazing theme song
This year’s Adult Entertainment Expo was even more tit-and-pussy-centric than ever, but Tim and Roma still managed to have gay old time with Barrett Long and his new dildo and TitanMen Dean Flynn, Diesel Washington, and recent Raging Stallion-convert Damien Crosse.
OMG! Oscar weekend! All the stars in the grand Hollywood firmament were out and aglow and the town was buzzing with self-congratulations. The gays are also abuzz with all the big! gay! moments! of the evening, which include:
1) Some 38-minute documentary about dying lesbians won Best Documentary Short Subject;
2) The nomination for said documentary was announced by a big gay “petty officer” live via satellite in Iraq who had so clearly peed his pants to be included in the Academy Awards broadcast;
3) Veteran producer and homo Scott Rudin thanked his partner, John Barlow, when accepting the award for Best Picture for No Country for Old Men. He also called him ‘honey’ and said, curiously, about his statuette: “Without you, honey, this would just be hardware,” by which he meant a dildo.
When GayVN-winning director Jett Blakk sent us the porno How To Seduce A Straight Man, we were curious if we could use it to replicate his success. Three black eyes later, we filed suit against the director. Turns out, we were doing it all wrong. As part of his settlement, Jett Blakk agreed to give us actual tips for seducing straight men. While courage, both liquid and otherwise, is in involved in these recipes, we have to say they work better than the penis in the popcorn trick that nearly resulted in a situation that would have required Romaine Patterson to save us.