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I’m Straight, But I’ll Touch You!

admin — Thu, 18 Mar 2010 17:53:55 +0000

I’m well familiar with the fantasy of the straight man. We’ve all done it.. the dreaming, or hoping they convert, maybe even fall in love with you to live happily ever after. Or then there’s the ones that are straight, but just want to have sex with you. And those, my friends, are what I have encountered.

Case #1: The obviously in denial gay boy.
In college, there of course was that one guy who you knew was playing-with-matches flaming. Everyone noticed it, but him. So up and down he would swear that he’s straight, until after a drunken night, you’re sitting on the couch with him under a blanket, and he sticks his foot in your crotch. I frakking knew it. His idea, to then sneak into the bathroom to start his guy loving, and next thing you know he’s bed bound and begging to be entered. All the while he’s saying such sweet words like “no one can know” (even your girlfriend knows) and with this continual talk, I’ve lost interest. Next day he’s blocked me from all forms of communication, but I don’t care. I laugh.

The above is taken from: the year of love…maybe! Just a late 20 something who has nerd lovability trying to start his life anew, and find his other half that he can call swell.

Mambam: Do You Need Improvment?

admin — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 11:00:29 +0000

I nearly didn’t get round to posting anything today. I’ve been off work and decided to visit my parents in the afternoon.

I just got back, had something to eat and sat in front of the TV, only to be confronted with one of the most horrendous shows on TV, Embarrassing Bodies.

It’s like car crash TV. You can’t believe what your watching, but at the same time can’t turn over.
As i type this a man is being examined in the arse area (very graphically) and has been told he isn’t wiping his bum properly.

More at: Mambam!

Come Out, Come Out!

admin — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 13:37:44 +0000

We all have our coming out stories, but just as each and everyone of us have our own unique lives, our coming out stories are just as diverse and unique.

Until a few years ago, I would have said I had “same-sex attractions”, which was completely different because it implied that I could somehow “retrain” myself to be “normal”. Considering the environment in which I grew up, this should not come as a surprise. I had never known of a gay person who was happy with their sexual orientation and the only openly homosexual I knew, committed suicide. So, I kept the faith and believed that one day a miracle would happen and I would be transformed into a heterosexual. After a few very strange dating situations, many prayers, and one weird exorcism, I was ready for a change in how I was approaching this whole situation. Unsure of what this meant, I decided to move to the US.

More of this coming out story at Chaotically Peaceful…a blog about coming out!

I Confess!

James — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 12:54:57 +0000

Froze as many loads of cum as I could and then mailed it to a guy I meet online. He sent me some hot used underwear and a dog collar.

The above is a just one of the true gay confessions you’ll find at Daily Gay Confessions. This isn’t a trip to the church…this is raw, erotic, updated daily, real confessions from real gay men…What do you have to confess?

Soundtrack To My Day

Jason Shaw — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 11:00:11 +0000

Music has always been my comfort in troubled times, it’s been a companion in the happy times too. I love music, in fact you could possibly say that music was my fast love, I’m pretty sure it will also be my last.

To live without music would be impossible to do, music of the future and music of the past. So, I was delighted when I stumbled upon the following blog quite by accident, after doing a post on here about Christopher Dallman.

Soundtrack To My Day, is a most interesting, amusing, educational blog. Howard, a 40 something guy takes you by the hand to lead you on a magical mystery musical tour. Each day you’ll be treated to some interesting or amusing snippets from the world of music, some camp, some fun, some serious, some good, some great, some not so, but all entertaining! Soundtrack To My Day will make a great soundtrack to your day too!

Recent post features the funny video of handsome hunk Jack MacKenroth.

Jason Shaw, singing along in Brighton, England.

The Leather Report

James — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 11:00:52 +0000

Who’s your favorite Leatherman? It’s the Mr. Rawhide 2010 contest! That’s right, the bar you run right past or duck into and don’t tell your friends about has a great big, chest-thumping contest title! The weekend of March 12 will expand New York’s tiny leather footprint by inches by adding another celebration of the creed, community and look of leather. This, being a feeder title to Chicago’s 2011 International Mr. Leather Contest will not just be serving lurid hot plates of beefcake! It will have at its forefront: one’s commitment to the scene, knowledge of its roots and service to causes important to our community: health, safety, sexual freedom and equal rights. (In full disclosure: I have been asked to help judge this contest. I assure you that I am not kidding about the qualifications!)
The founder of the contest, Justin John Costello, started taking his first steps into the leather scene in 1998, here in NYC, eventually being named Mid-Atlantic Leatherboy 2006. He moved to Philadelphia, lived within a life-changing Daddy/boy relationship, all the while working on Broadway and writing for Hollywood movies. He traveled the country, taking part in, working on and judging leather contests and soaking up leather culture and history. Asking Justin about his earliest memories of the Rawhide Bar, he replied, “I walked in and immediately got an erection!

More at: The Leather!

Nope, Not Gay

James — Sun, 28 Feb 2010 11:00:12 +0000

Just when we started thinking he was gay, Robert Pattinson comes out of the closet as sulky Kristen Stewart’s boyfriend, although the interview where he does so is pretty weird. “It is extremely difficult but we are together, yet. We can’t arrive at the same time because of the fans. It goes crazy.” The Sun wouldn’t just make up an interview, though, would they? I mean, white lies and unsourced rumors are one thing, but wholesale quote fabrication? I’m going with Celebitchy’s explanation: “Sparkles could be drunk.” For Kristen’s sake, let’s hope this isn’t true, because an “allergic to vagina” boyfriend sounds pretty lame.

More at: Gawker!

Silver? No Thanks!

Jason Shaw — Sat, 27 Feb 2010 10:58:21 +0000

I guess it was only a matter of time, an inevitable consequence of increasing age perhaps, therefore something I should have been aware of, indeed expected even. But, that didn’t stop the shock this morning when I noticed it.

Well, I say this morning, but really it was nearer afternoon, late night last night, stayed up to listen to James Hipps on the GayAgenda.com show on Blog Talk Radio and jolly good it was too! Then after that I researched for a future article, but anyway I’m digressing yet again!

There I was, in the bathroom, enjoying a long hot refreshing shower, the heat and the scent of mint, lemon with hint of jasmine shower gel were transporting me away from the then and there, off to a different time, a different place, a different world. In my mind I was on some far off island where the sun shines brightly all day long and palm trees swaying in a gentle breeze. The kind of place where the sand is golden, the sea a lush light blue, air so pure and clear, and there was a cliff with a tall, thundering waterfall! Anyway, I was there, in my dream like state, I was standing under that waterfall, washing myself in natures goodness, the warm water showering my body, I’m washing my hair, my arms, my shoulders, my chest, then just at that very second, my showering pleasure, my vivid imaginations of paradise was abruptly, violently and scarily halted by what I saw.

Nope, some massive great big spider had not crawled up from the drain hole, nor fallen into the shower. Nope, nor was it that dirty nosy perv from next door peeping out from behind the shower screen with his Polaroid!

No, the sight that greeting my eyes was far far worse than that, far more of the unexpected expected. A natural but unwelcome sight, for there nestled withing the brown was grey! Yes, I freaked my arse out of the shower, almost tripping over the screen, shower gel stinging my eyes almost the sight of my first grey hair, ending up on my backside on the wooden floor feeling dejected, depressed oh and wet!

Now, I know what you are thinking, you’ve seen the photos of me, you’ve noticed grey hairs by my temples, but I’m talking lower than the head! Yes, this morning I found my first grey pubic hair! I was expecting it, like I said, it’s an inevitable part of getting older, something that will or has happened to most of us, but even that knowledge doesn’t soften the blow, doesn’t ease the initial shock, I mean I had a fucking grey pube for fuck sake!!!

I say had, I don’t any more, it’s gone now, the offending protrusion was soon ripped from it’s roots with a rapidity that frankly even surprised me. It blooming well hurt too, but at least I’d got rid of that one stray grey. But, strangely enough, even as I was bidding that single hair goodbye down the u-bend, I heard the voice of my old Gran in my heard ’Pluck one grey hair and another seven grow in it’s place.’ It’s an old wives tale of course, well then again, my Gran was an old wife, but you know what I mean. Such sayings are just that, sayings, not truth, not fact. However, whilst I know there are times in the future, a time when I’ll be a silver fox, both up top and down below. But, until that time, I don’t wanna be grey, not down there, it’s just not right, well OK, it’s right, but it’s not …..not the right time!

So, with the irrational fear bubbling round my head, along with Gran’s voice, which means it’s a pretty crowded in my head at the best of times! I just picked up my razor, yep and then in short order my short and curlys were no long attached, gone they were. I now may have a shaving rash, it may be a little scratchy, indeed, I may have an itchy crotch, but at least it’s not a grey one!

That’s Connor, he’s a fan!

www.seafrontdiary.com

Jason Shaw.

Rude Boy

James — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 11:00:59 +0000

Looks like this one’s career could be leaving the one belonging to her ex-boo in the dust. Rihanna is HOT, HOT, HOT, and she’s not holding back as she pushes through with yet another great track.

Have a listed to Rude Boy below – then go to where it came from for the latest in music news…Muzophile!

And The Winner Is….

James — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 20:26:15 +0000

Drum roll please…Finally…the long awaited winners are being announced. After some technical difficulties, the votes have been tallied and we have the list of the Best Gay Blogs of 2009 as voted on by you…our readers!

And the winners of the Best Gay Blogs 2009 Best Gay Blog Awards are:

Our viewers were asked to submit blog nominations for the Best Gay Blogs of 2009 in four categories including Adult Gay Blogs, Gay Entertainment Blogs, Gay Political Blogs and Gay Life/Culture Blogs.

The nominees for “Best Adult Gay Blog” were Aamyko, Chocolate and Salsa, Confessions of a Down Low Brother, Muzophile, My Ministry of Pleasure and Sexy Black Dudes.

The nominees for “Best Entertainment Gay Blog” were After Elton, Gawker, Greg in Hollywood, Muzophile and New Now Next.

The nominees for “Best Political Gay Blog” were, PageOneQ, Box Turtle Bulletin, ChristianLBGTRights, Focus On The Rainbow and Project Q Atlanta.

The nominees for “Best Gay Life Blog” were About.com Gay Life and Warefare Delightful Dreary Life.

And the winners are:

Thank you to all of our over 4800 voters for choosing the Best Gay Blogs of 2009 and thank you to the Blog Masters of all LGBT blogs…you make the world (wide web) a better place for all of us!