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            Coincidentally or not, around the same time frame, it also became a recurring segment on Howard Stern’s own show. In the book Howard Stern A-Z, author Paul D. Colford, a former writer for Long Island Newsday, claims Stern was sent tapes of Steve and Garry’s show which he studiously listened to.   The

  When I was twelve (maybe thirteen) I inadvertently discovered the joys of jacking off. I think I woke up in the middle of a wet dream, turned myself on to my belly, and finished myself off. My brother then began to complain about hearing my bed frame squeaking (we shared a room, and thank goodness at that time my dad has taken down the bunk

I've heard so many random comments about how some people need to and never graduate from college student physical student sleeping structures. Think futons, mattresses on the floor, twin bunk beds. A friend of mine was actually completely repelled by a person who now makes good money (first “real job” after freelancing) who is still sleeping on a

“We kiss in a shadow,” sings Tuptim, slave-concubine in the Rodgers & Hammerstein musical and later movie The King and I, and her forbidden lover, Lun Tha. Both pay for their love. Lun Tha is found dead, and I'm not sure what happens to Tuptim.    In the book Anna and the King of Siam and the movie of that title (not a

    It seems like every month there's a megamillions or powerball lottery ticket craze, and even though the chances of winning are apocalyptic odds (I think it was one in three million), people buy tickets. I bought one, which was miniscule compared to the many who play every day and calculate odds and pick numbers using esoteric formulas. Ultimat

We at Bijou carry back issues of Manshots magazines, which was, I think, in its heyday (the late eighties and early nineties), offered a sophisticated approach to gay porn; its video reviews were generally cogent and intelligent, even scholarly. It treated gay porn in all its variety of genres like something that deserved thoughtful analysis, espe

  I am of a “certain age” that remembers prank phone calls, heavy phone books, payphones (do any exist anywhere these days?), and calling the operator. And, gasp, rotary phones. We had two rotary phones, one on the kitchen wall, and one down in the basement. You had to obtain phones ONLY from the phone company at that time. If you screwed up

  Born John Nelson Gaines in 1963, he died of complications from AIDS when he was only 32.    What I found interesting, after doing some research, is that he actually got interested in porn by watching Jack Deveau's Hand in Hand films. He even sent Jack some pics of himself (Jack turned him down). Jon then moved to California with h

“Pierce is quite stunning and every time I look at him I do get a bit weak. Looking at his photos that night I began to want to see him naked immediately.” – randyblue.com I must say I agree with the above quote, especially after looking at some of the photos in our files.   In 1985, Pierce did a spread for Honcho magazine, challenging the vi

  I've lately decried what I consider to be an increasing lack of free choice in one's daily life (unless one is rich). In fact, there's one particular part of one's life, an important one, over which you have no control: your address. I doubt most people would move to a place because they like the name of the street. If one moves there, one

  The other day while on the subway, I heard two male high school students (not sure if they were gay) debate the respective virtues of Beyonce and Adele.   Diva worship is apparently still alive everywhere, not just in the gay community!  But what's the real scoop on the cliched gay obsession with Joan Crawford and other dead or su

  I enjoyed sex with this guy off and on for some time in the nineties (both “vanilla” and BDSM), and one time when we were making out in his van he began to blow in my ear. The action itself doesn't really get me a woody, but as part of the whole erotic foreplay it definitely added something to the experience as a whole. Now, the ear itself doesn

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Uh … yeah … but … was the family values crowd watching the same movie? I'm not really a postmodernist, but in this case, I do wonder if there's some validity to their views about artistic intention. But then, the only way for those movie moguls of the '50s to get some sex into their movies was by injecting it into those Biblical epics, so maybe th

  According to Chinese legend, the tyrant king Chou-hsin could walk around a room with women perched on his erection because it was so big and strong. (He would be a macrophile's delight.) He would fuck ten women every night, but only edge out (so as not to “lose the Vital Essence”). When he became impotent, he beheaded the medical advisor wh

  One of the greatest stars of 70s and 80 gay porn, one of those gay macho idols who just exuded steamy uninhibited mansex, is gone. I've tried to locate him, and I can't find him.   Where are you, Will?      Will Seagers and Richard Locke Will appeared in some of the legendary gay porn movies of all time, and he worked wi

Before that technology developed, you had to rely on the mail. Ads apparently first went to a box number and eventually they got to your address in plain brown envelopes to ensure confidentiality, which for many years was essential before it was safe for gays to be out. Here's one from the 1960s that appeared in Grecian Guild Pictorial. Note

  The online lgbtq magazine Queerty points to footage of a gay pool party from 1945! The story about how this footage came to be is quite fascinating. Apparently after some extensive research on the actual films which were discovered by Geoffrey Story, it turns out the party took place in the back yard of a St. Louis mansion owned by the wealthy B

                              Why was the 55th Street Playhouse in New York City such a prime location for showing these films in the early days of gay liberation?  Actually, if one envisions a seedy place with cum-stained seats like a person might see at that time on

  I used to wear loud pajamas with seventies colors that my brother said could “wake the dead,” even through my early twenties. I was used to I guess sleeping chastely, but I did not go completely in that direction, wearing a nightcap. I switched to sleeping in sweatpants as I matured in the adult world. I was already wearing them around the house