Friday, June 27, 2014

"Put me in Coach" Part Three

We end our visit to Sex Ed 101 (taking place in the animated short A Guy's Best Friend) at about the same time that it looks like Coach has finally filled himself butt-full of fresh hot sperm from every guy in his class.
It's animated images like the one above that really kick this short film up to another level of creativity.  We get to view not only the fucking of Coach in traditional smut-shot format, but we're also treated to seeing what's going on deep inside of Coach's ass.  The guys may be done with Coach, but we see that their sperm's DNA are still busy doing laps inside of Coach and still having a good time, just as the head of another guy unleashes his own team to join the pool party.
 The imaginative use of classic 1950 colors and images, including a throbbing all-beef wiener with spurting mustard, is icing on an already beautiful cake that was obviously made with great talent and care.  Thank you, creators of this classic tale about getting tail.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

"Put me in Coach" Part two of three

A Guy's Best Friend takes place in the men's locker room at good old Harry Cox Junior College. The creators of this animated short did an excellent job.  It's a parody of the old sex-ed school films, it's fun animated smut, and there's very high production values.  The animation is crisp and the characters individualistic.  The script is inventive.  This is a real gem.

Even the characters are individualistic.  There's different body types, heights, hair color, and sexual turn-ons.  Some of the guys just can't stop playing with Coach's beefy ass while others are more interested in drilling Coach's hungry mouth.  And as in real life, most of the guys want to stick it in every hole Coach has to offer!

Friday, June 20, 2014

"Put me in, Coach!"

 This nifty cartoon has all the high production values of a real-deal 1955-ish animated educational short.  A Guy's Best Friend begins with opening credits which makes sure that we know that the drawings are depicting men of at least 18 years of age.  We see the outside of the school campus, Harry Cox Junior College.  Looks like our crew cut handsome coach is ready to teach his young men all about the birds and bees.  There's a lot to learn!  
No-nonsense Coach Randy Fokker has this stuff all figured out.  Something called 'hormones' kick in and turn little wee wee's into big pleasure tools.  He pulls down his shorts and shows off his own cock, and even has a display board to help illustrate what happens as a dude matures. Guys are wired to want to pollinate as often as possible because it feels so darn good.  Luckily for guys, there's plenty of willing partners just ready to get pollinated!  Time for a demonstration.

It's easy to figure out why girl sluts are so popular with young horny men--they are ready and willing fuck holes!  If Coach were a girl he would probably be called a slut, too!  Bill may not be as tall as the basketball players at school, but Coach shows how when it comes to sex, any guy can be the star player if he's self confident and knows how to score and shoot.  Bill plays with Coach's big ass cheeks and then lets the Coach massage some lubricant on his cock.  The jockey position, riding on top of Coach's ass, is the way to get an A!

Please stay tuned for part two

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Robert De Niro: Me AND My Gay Dad


Photography by Platon
By Jerry Portwood

NOTE: The complete OUT story is linked HERE

The legendary actor shares the story of his father, an artist who struggled for recognition as the city changed around him.

Many of us think we know Robert De Niro. We know him as Travis Bickle or Vito Corleone or any number of other gangsters or bad guys. His ability to combine corrupted virtue with deep sorrow and wit — along with a fearsome sensuality — has made him a film hero with a tough exterior. Perhaps that’s why it’s so shocking to see him shake and sob as he talks about his late father, who lived openly as a gay man.
It’s been more than 20 years since Robert De Niro Sr.’s death from cancer, but his memory is fresh for his son, who has preserved his father’s final home and studio in New York City’s SoHo. Filled with books, paintbrushes, and hundreds of canvases, some of which he never finished, it looks like pop stepped away for a coffee and should be back to finish another still life before dinner. The loft remains a quiet shrine to an artist that few recognize, perhaps mistaking his figurative paintings for a late Matisse or another French master. “It was the only way to keep his being, his existence alive,” De Niro explains. “To me, he was always a great artist.”
Now 70, the actor has decided to reveal this hidden sanctum and his own struggle with his late father’s memory in a new documentary that premieres June 9 on HBO. In Remembering the Artist: Robert De Niro, Sr., directed by Perri Peltz, the son tears up as he reads from his father’s diaries. He shares intimate stories of his father’s despair about his sexual orientation and his stagnant artistic reputation. At one point, as De Niro was ascending to Hollywood’s top tier, he made a last-ditch effort to rescue his father, who was sick in Paris, where he’d been living as a starving artist. It’s clear that De Niro regrets that he wasn’t able to help him more before he died, and the film becomes a moving portrait of a son who wants to resurrect his father’s legacy before it’s too late. Out was given a rare glimpse into the legendary actor’s personal life, spending a day in his father’s studio. De Niro revealed a fragile, tender side as he explained why he hopes his dad’s work will live on.
After seeing the studio in the documentary, I wondered what this space meant to you. Do many people visit?
I’ve brought people here over the years. I’ve had a reception or two here. When I thought I was going to have to let it go, three or four years ago, I videotaped it and had photos taken and documented everything. But then I said, “I just can’t do it.”
It’s a different experience when you’re here than when you see it in photos. I did it for the grandkids and my young kids, who didn’t know their grandfather.
It amazes me that SoHo has these hidden spaces that, no matter what, never seem to change.
Exactly. And I like things that don’t change. I like consistency. Constancy. People look forward to tradition, they come back, it’s still there, nothing’s changed. Like when you go to a certain restaurant and you go back, and all of sudden it’s changed because they hired a new chef. If it’s not broke, don’t fix it. This space is here, and in 20 years, people won’t know what a real space like this will be unless it was in a museum and they recreated it.
After your father’s death, did you lock the door and not come back? Or did you take a while before you decided what to do with it?
I didn’t think of just selling it and dismantling it. Luckily, I could afford to keep it going, so I left it as is. My mother was alive then. I don’t remember what we discussed. I documented and went through everything to make sure we catalogued it, and then I said, “I’m keeping it like this.”
His older studios, like, a block away, maybe 60 years ago, were not like this. Then it was Siberia — for real — on West Broadway or LaGuardia Place. My mother had this place first and then she gave it to my father; they were friends. She came down here a long time ago. She had a place in the Meatpacking District, like, 50 years ago.
When did you begin to read his diaries?
I haven’t even read all the diaries — I started. I read the ones for the film, but I haven’t read all the other material. I will, of course.
One of the things that was very moving for me in the film was the fact that you’re named after your father. How do you feel about that — sharing a name — and when you become more famous than the person you’re named after?
[De Niro begins to cry, takes off his glasses, and pauses to collect himself.]
I get emotional. I don’t know why.
When you were younger, it sounded like you had problems connecting with each other.
We were not the type of father and son who played baseball together, as you can surmise. But we had a connection. I wasn’t with him a lot, because my mother and he were separated and divorced. As I say in the documentary, I looked after him in certain ways.
In what ways?
I think of my own kids. I try to communicate with them, but it’s hard. I joke about it with them. They have their issues as teenagers. I give them their space, but when I have to step in and be firm about something, I am. But my father wasn’t a bad father, or absent. He was absent in some ways. He was very loving. He adored me... as I do my kids.

Friday, June 13, 2014

We're not gay!"

The B-Squad consists of Eric Ledgin & Stephen Schneider. Eric and Steve write, produce, direct, star in, and edit all of their own content, including this great little video comedy that has a near-cult following on various video Internet sites.  If it's true that the funniest comedy originates from situations that people can identify with, then the parody of these two 'straight' buds brings back memories of other guys that many of us have experienced in our real lives.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

James Dean Revisited in 2012

It's a dreamy world of fat palm trees, glistening swimming pools, and very, very pretty people.  In this lush sexual environment, writer-director Matthew W. Mishory's debut into films entered into the rumored gay liaisons and relationships of film icon James Dean, and the belief of many that he was probably a bisexual hustler with a crippled soul.
The movie was low-budget, which made the talents presented on screen of cinematographer Michael Marius Pessah all the more commendable.  We are given crisp monochrome 35mm with brief sections in 8mm color to enjoy with a sparkle all its own.  There's a feeling that these are the type of images that may have been surrounding Dean's private life, but kept out of the movie magazines. 
The storyline didn't get as much praise from critics as the cinematography did.  The making of a male movie star in the 1950s.  The action takes place just before Dean travels to New York and then on to Hollywood to become very famous very quickly.  Before stardom, Dean (Dean Preston) first travels to the Joshua Tree area of the south-eastern California desert.  We see Dean with his never-named guy pal (Dan Glenn), with whom he's more than just friends, and Violet (Dalilah Rain) who's a jaded actress with words of wisdom about Hollywood and swapping sex for success.  Dean knows what he likes when it comes to sex, and Dean enjoys having anal sex with the young men that he picks up, including a vivid screwing atop a stairwell. 
We also get treated to the homoerotic playground that belongs to a Hollywood casting player, which turns out to be a swanky Beverly Hills pool filled with beefcake hunks and young gents with the looks to turn heads.  These pretty boys are where fantasy blends with reality, where the gritty side of Southern California movie making lives.  For many, the resulting film was uneven and something of a triumph of style over substance.

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Sunday, June 8, 2014

Vintage Summer Lust

The year was 1985 and Playguy magazine was showing off two handsome men at the beach.  Well, perhaps to be a little more precise about it, it looks like they were showing off the sex package of one of the men, as his thick, compact and hairy cock looks to be the star of the show.  The Kristen Bjorn photo shoot also gives us plenty of views of his friend's buns which is nice, complete with tan line.  Bjorn videos were very hot back then.  His use of masculine Brazilian men who were classically beautiful to look at, high production values, and dreamy settings (like this one) were appreciated by viewers, in contrast to many of the cheaply-produced grainy videos that were being pumped out for distribution by others in the business.  Bjorn worked with amateur models (rather than with porn stars) with fresh faces. In his early films, many of his men identified themselves as heterosexual.  Another one of this all-time classics was 1985's The Boys From Rio, which also generated a 1985 magazine spread  which remains very popular on the internet to this very day.  Stay tuned for more about that.
The photo above is VGMH's favorite of this set. It may be too-posed and forced, but his cock looks like it's really been splashing about in the cold salty ocean sea and his ball sack is nice and tight.  Playguy magazine was not as easy to find at mainstream news counters in comparison to Playgirl and Playboy.  It was established in 1976.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

June 1966

That's handsome Jimmy MacDonald on the cover, and as accompanying the text boasts, he is one of the great new physique stars of 1966.  Is that the beginnings of a tan line sporting itself just above his masculine pouch, along with a treasure trail from his belly button?  Jimmy would certainly turn heads on any beach in any decade.  Must-read info in this 35-cent magazine included Glorious Youth; Weight Training for the Beginner; and A Fine Way To Start the Day.  VGMH suspects the pages that received the most wear and tear were probably the ones featuring Jimmy.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

June 1973's 'The Faggot'

By 1973 standards it was controversial, even for being an Off-Broadway musical.  
It was called:  THE FAGGOT. 

The play ran at the Truck and Warehouse Theater on East 4th Street from June 18th to September 25th, 1973. Music and Lyrics are by Al Carmines who also directed the piece. Choreography was by David Vaughan. The show was described as "Vignettes of homosexual lives and attitudes in songs and sketches. It had previously been produced off-off Broadway at Judson Poets Theater.
It's reported that the play was praised by many critics of the era but condemned by some gay liberation proponents who objected to many things, including what they viewed as reinforcing negative stereotypes and labels attached to gay men.  The word "Faggot" continues to be a lightening rod with many people. The story envisions what future-world 1993 gay life will be like, a place where gay liberation has become a reality.  But this was still the summer of 1973 and who could know that the storm clouds were beginning to form in the distance as a new devastating plague called AIDS was preparing to arrive?  This was also the year when The Exorcist was a sensation in theatres, where the character of Father Merrin shouts "I cast you out! Unclean spirit!" only to have the demon respond "Shove it up your ass, you faggot!"