In this week’s Social Snapshots, Pierce takes arrows to the ass; Max Konnor plows mouth; Jack Vidra licks his load; Ruslan blows Jackson; Teddy Torres explodes; Alam’s pup play; beach boy Jason Vario; and more!
We love schlongs shaking in our face. The likes of Ace Banner, Andy Onassis, Michael Jackman, Jack Vidra and more had the best wiggles of the week! Who had your favorite shake?
Catch 12 hot scenes you may have missed in August, including a star-studded Lucas fourway, a twink threesome with a DP and fuck train, Sean Cody sexiness, a super-thick Helix cock, Johnny Rapid’s ass, and more!
In this week’s Social Snapshots, Rafael Alencar is a hard teacher, Dallas Steele ditches his beard, Austins Wolf & Wilde make us drool, Lane Rogers gives good head, Dylan Hayes visits Paris, Logan Stevens’ tan line, and more!
Did you know Jack Hunter is also a singer? And that he’s obsessed with a certain purse-pooch carrying celeb?
In this week’s Social Snapshots, Calvin Banks makes an explosive return; Blake Mitchell says goodbye; Rocco channels Freddie Mercury; Dante stalks Pierce; Beaux Banks bombs; and more!
This year, every single actor in the Oscar’s Best Actor Category has gone nominude!
Jae said he wanted to come back and wanted to come back as a bottom. So, Sean Cody listened and paired him with Daniel. Will Jae get what he wished for … or regret it?
Considering Brysen has announced his retirement and this was filmed in the old house, Sean Cody has been hanging onto this scene for a while. Is it that good or
Hayes has a beautiful sack. Marco has a fine, plump ass. We didn’t get to see much of either today. And what we did get to see …
First time is the charm this time as Hayes’ premiere foray into Man Land coupled with Kaleb’s continues blossoming into a bottom extraordinaire delivers the goods.
It hit the fan when Italian students learned their new math lecturer, Ruggero Freddi, was Colt Star Carlo Masi in a previous life. Now Carlo has the last laugh.
Gino’s first attempt at hardcore was not the things wet dreams are made of. But everyone deserves a second chance. So how did he do with Lane with time?
Ireland’s overwhelming embrace of marriage equality was the ultimate launch of the summer Pride season. Now Stewart Taylor’s “Liberation” gives Pride an anthem and every kid ever bullied, a voice!
Though his name wasn’t called during the Grabby Awards last weekend, porn star Leo Forte isn’t bummed out about his recent trip to Chicago during IML. With a little luck, Forte, one of the industry’s leading fetish performers and BDSM practitioners, may be on the stage next year accepting an award for his work directing NakedSword’s upcoming series Hotel Hookup.
Two new scenes, both featuring my secret boyfriend Duncan Black getting bent over a desk and fucked. Rocco Reed fucks Duncan in one, Jason Sparks in the other. Who fucked Duncan Black in an office better?
I will fly to Atlanta where Don Lemon is. I will pay to have Thomas Roberts flown from NYC to Atlanta. I will get a hotel room at the Atlanta airport-adjacent Comfort Inn Suites where the three of us will meet, and then I will pay $875 million dollars to Don Lemon and Thomas Roberts ($437,500,000 each) to film them …
Oh, Diesel. The gay-ass clothing retailer sponsored a public ballet performance in Milan, featuring dancers with big fake hard dicks. Here’s the video.
Boy Culture dug up this Acne Undwerwear ad featuring a young British twunk named Freddie Stroma, who will join the cast of the next Harry Potter movie. The compelling video below does not have sound, so you’ll be able to hear your balls crying.
Puerto Vallarta is the gayest place in Mexico, but with so many bars, clubs, tequilas and prescription drogas to choose from, The Sword brings you this handy guide, just in case you have any plans to head down that way.
A British gay mag would welcome your donation, even if you’re dead. Since some of its readers will die prematurely of AIDS-related illness, and because the magazine accepts ads for bareback porn and bareback escorts, one blog — not us — is pissed.
For those of you who may have missed it the first time around, please enjoy these installments from The Sword’s series on all the proto-gay celebrities who were certainly loud enough, if not out or proud, back in the days before AIDS and parades.
There is no escaping the connection between sex and death in horror movies. Sex creates vulnerability. Vulnerability is perfect for murder (so they say). Like most things, when the sex and murder turns queer they become all the more enjoyable to watch. In honor of Halloween, here are our 7 picks for best homo-oriented horror flicks.
Halloween’s this weekend. Why not have a ghoulish wank to the delightful horror pornos below?
So apparently there’s a new major league soccer team in Seattle called The Sounders. No word yet on whether their mascot is a gaping urethra. But there are some rumors that they are getting set to sign Swedish soccer stud Freddie Ljungberg. (That’s pronounced: “Fuck me until I die.”)
Old fags used to complain that Stonewall ruined everything. That the world before liberation-with its elaborate codes and secret clubs and knowing looks was somehow more refined, more civilized than the garish world of flag-waving bottle-throwing queens who came after. While we can’t agree totally, we’ve got a soft spot for those pre-Philadelphia, pre-Will & Grace, pre-indie-film days when gay characters weren’t so much closeted as, well, couched. Remember when Wayland Smithers was merely a knowing wink and not a cartoon Jodie Dallas? Or when Ellen was forced to talk in double entrendes? It’s too easy to be obvious, that’s why we sometimes long for them to bring back the Hollywood Production Code, and why we’re taking a look at Our Favorite Closeted Gay Characters of All-Time.
This is it folks. We’re wrapping up this series on all the famous pre-Pride fags who passed as ‘perpetual bachelors’ back in the days before AIDS and parades. There are of course a few historical homos we skipped over — like Sir John Gielgud (a classically trained British theatre actor who Mom hadn’t really heard of before Arthur anyway), Allen Ginsberg (he was never really in the closet), and Cary Grant (might have been bi), to name a few. But we tried to hit all the high points in the recent history of down-low gaiety and televised gay minstrelsy: Paul Lynde, Charles Nelson Reilly, Rock Hudson, Elton John, Tony Perkins, Village People, Montgomery Clift, Freddie Mercury, James Dean & Sal Mineo, Truman Capote, and Raymond Burr.
We’re winding down this series on the high-profile, 20th century, down-low homophiles who Mom thought were just “real characters.” As historical (or historically relevant–sorry, Elton)
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!
Our pal at Queerty pointed us to a book excerpt on GayBC News, and subsequently much of the gay web has been a-titter over the new and very gay biography: Hiding in Plain Sight:The Secret Life of Raymond Burr by Michael Starr. As we wind down our series on the famous fags who Mom thought were just “characters” and “perpetual bachelors,” we thought we’d throw in this famous closet case, America’s most trusted fake defense attorney, Perry Mason.
The Sword isn’t exclusively interested in drug- adoring porn stars and modern celebrities who can’t keep their shirts on. We’re also fascinated with the proto-homos of yesteryear — the ones like Rock, Tony and Paul — who helped build the foundation of twentieth century fagdom from deep within their Hollywood Hills closets. We also have a special affection for later gays like Elton, Truman, Charles and Freddie who pre-dated AIDS and parades, were modest in their outness, and who, therefore, our mothers were pretty clueless about until we told them. Today we look at another fellow from the former camp, a closeted leading man with a face and a body that would make any modern ‘mo feel tingly down there.
Het porn queen Jenna Jameson’s all over the fucking place this week, doing a media blitz to promote her new mainstream crossover film Zombie Strippers (tag: “They’ll dance for a fee and devour you for free!”), costarring Robert Englund, the actor who portrayed Freddie in the Nightmare on Elm Street films. Also, a vibrating replica of her vagina, which retails for $250, was stolen from an Orange County sex shop and apparently this counts as news too because no one, especially on the internet, can get enough of this woman’s pussy lately.
It has recently been brought to our attention that there is a really hot daytime television gay couple on As The World Turns! Alas, their increasingly sporadic appearances on the broadcast have some fans getting their gay panties in a twist. The first gay-male couple on a soap opera to be given their own substantial romantic narrative, Luke Snyder (played by Van Hansis) and Noah Mayer (Jake Silbermann)-commonly referred to as “Nuke” in portmanteau-have a dedicated fanbase of gays and straights alike who look forward to seeing the stages of their innocent romance unfold in a format usually reserved for more traditional and Christian-friendly plot lines like serial killers, evil husband-snatching twins, the living dead, witches, exorcisms, child rape, and its flagship lurid heterosexual affairs with gratuitous lingerie and softcore makeout scenes.
