We admit we were a little crabby when we landed, but after three days of
barramundi, wine and cruising, on the harbor and otherwise, we’re feeling a
little bit better about San Francisco’s sister city down under. In fact, we like it so much upside-down here, we think we might
bring something of their gay culture back to the states, and we’re not talking
about the ecstasy hidden in our wig.
Dark Alley Media is no stranger to controversy, but the founders Owen Hawk and Matthias von Fistenberg can expect even more blow back than usual-the independent NJ-based studio will release it’s first bareback feature in mid-March. Owen Hawk’s directorial debut promises raw holes, cum-bucket twinks, the breeding of “cum-whore” Tim Rusty (we await the results of the paternity test, but we think we know what it’ll say!) and, of course, Dolby Digital sound. Charmed, we’re sure.
Not that they don’t have better things to be doing, but the Senate Ethics Committee yesterday officially declared that Idaho Senator Larry Craig brought discredit on the Senate when he trolled for sex in a Minneapolis airport mens room. No shit, huh? In a letter to the Senator-who has remained stubborn and married to that poor woman throughout this whole ordeal-the Ethics panel said actually that it was Craig’s actions after being apprehended that brought the most shame to his office. Namely, they objected to his attempting to withdraw the guilty plea he entered after his arrest last summer.
Oh, what a gay week it was! In between fashion week parties, Marc Jacobs’ assorted scandals, and Cher‘s diva meltdowns during Grammy practice, there were actually some photos taken that we feel emerged at the top of the big, flaming, online-media heap. From mesh-covered Manson fans to John Mayer in a major one-sy, we chose ten faggy photos that will be burned into our retinas for longer than we care to think about. After the jump, see who made the top ten on our gaydar for the unbearable workweek of February 4th through 8th!
In a study that was brought to our attention by the UK Gay Times, it seems that 40% of gay men who claim to “know” their sex partner’s HIV status were in fact using a sophisticated detection system known as drunken guesswork. The Times also asserts that “around a third” of gay men do not know their own HIV status, which is all the more reason never to trust anyone’s craigslist post that says “HIV- UB2,” let alone your own instincts after 8 margaritas and a Miller Lite.
HDK, one of the first bareback studios in the United States, announced today that beginning immediately it will begin testing all models for HIV. Previously, HDK required no documentation of HIV status, merely asking models to declare whether or not they had HIV. American barebacking studios have faced renewed criticism in recent months as new HIV rates have soared among 18-24 year olds; in December, a British bareback production company faced lawsuits after three boys contracted HIV on set, and Safe sex advocate Chi Chi LaRue’s recent PSA shifted the issue to film production itself, rather than its effect on the viewers. “Is it worth models risk their health for your fantasy?” she asked last week.
While light-hearted attacks on Derek and Romaine are fun and all, our actual enmity is much better reserved for the bare- backing companies. Thank god for Chi Chi LaRue. “I will never make a bareback movie and the day I have to for financial gain is the day I quit the business,” swears LaRue. “Is it worth watching models risk their health for your fantasy? C’mon.”
The porn community has come out in strong support for LaRue’s anti-bareback campaign with directors like Keith Webb and Michael Youens and models like Derek DiSilva declaring their support. The video has also heightened the long-simmering debate within the industry, including a highly charged email exchange between longtime safe-sex-advocate Titan Media and Cybersocket Magazine
If conventional wisdom were true, and porn stars were all unrestrained, sex-addicted animals, they’d have fucked you already. Not so fast, whore-monger. We sat down with five stars to talk about what gets them hard, who wins their heart and what the challenges of finding romance as a public sex figure.
“I look at your face. I look at your ass. If those two things look good, I’m on you,” says Raging Stallion’s Jake Deckard. Is this news to his boyfriend of ten years? Hardly. The detailed rules and regulations the two have established have keeps Jake sated and his boyfriend unwavering in his devotion. In the Lazy Susan-esque sexcapades of polyamory, everybody wins.
Not everyone is so traditional.
Remember that scene in Go (1999) where Sarah Polly sells Benadryl to those teenagers and tells them it’s E and they sit in the van an hour later going, “I think I feel something!” and “Is it, like, a wave, or more of a zoom?” That was funny.
Ecstasy was super hot in the 90s, but judging from the pile of orange slices on offer at the last circuit party we breezed through (guest list, stood horrified, left within twenty minutes), and the way those twinks were rubbing each other like demented kittens in line for the bathroom, amateurs are still rolling in droves.
This may be the first year that the GayVNs best the Golden Globes in viewership, and we couldn’t be more pleased: not only has our industry’s little fete grown in recent years, the clothes are more exciting. No offense to Valentino Garavani or Domenico Dolce, but porn star fashion — with it’s reliance on mesh, mess and meth — is infinitely more exciting. We’ve got 35 days until we can bring you the new Spring Collection, so until then, here are the nominations …
Demonstrating that those wily freshmen twinks are indeed ahead of than their never-been-kissed nerd brethren, scientists unveiled that the secret to getting straight men into bed is… alcohol. Researchers at Pennsylvania State University in University Park observed that male Drosophila fruit flies engaged in homosexual activity when under the influence of alcohol, and by the third day had succumbed to gang-bang-style “courtship-chains.” No word on whether they did the elephant walk after the Zeta Phi Beta Three-Day.
In a separate study, drunk female fruit flies spent their evenings cutting themselves and reading Anaïs Nin.
74 years ago today, Utah finally cowed to the
rest of the whiskey-loving Lower 48 and grudgingly ratified the 21st Amendment, bringing to
an end America’s long nightmare of bathtub gin and flapper fashion. Nostalgia for speakeasy culture has given way
to a fetishistic modern cocktail movement exemplified in bars like
that the repeal of Prohibition and a few other developments since 1934 have
made possible the million-and-one homemade YouTube videos made by piles of
pierced twinks, drinking Bud Light out of the can, pulling down their pants for
the camera, shouting “OMG I’m SO DRUNK!” and making out with each
other for sport.
Remember when I sifted through the pornos on NakedSword and pulled out the covers that I thought were the best? Well, I had to overlook a lot of hideous, disturbing, FUCKED UP covers then, and going back to find some to showcase together for the DONT’s now proved to be one of the most excruciating experiences I’ve had since I’ve worked here. It made for a great appetite suppressant though: OMG NEW DIET CRAZE?????????
After the jump, take a look at some box covers that make me wanna die.
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If you’ve ever wondered what it would be like to feel old before your time, washed up by age 28…
Over the years, the Anheuser-Busch Companies and their advertising agency, DDB Needham Worldwide, have made some truly valiant efforts to court the gays into drinking more Bud Light (fags love diets!). Among these inspired campaigns, found in back issues of Out and HX, we chose a few to remind us that Heidi Fleiss and David Forest aren’t the ones who should be charged with pandering.
After the jump, we take a look at the last decade of Bud Light print ads geared toward gays.
For years our favorite porn stars were ones with popped collars and golden locks, but the masculine influence of the gay bears seems to have killed the once-dominant preppy aesthetic. The days of the Bumble-and-Bumble- moussed, frosted-tip, blond-spiked porn star is officially over, according to our survey of nearly fifty working men, few of whom even have time for highlights.