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Hamburger Mary's was a landmark restaurant/hangout in San Francisco's South of Market/Folsom area for decades. It was known for its food, drink and music. But, most of all for its outrageously gay staff! My other half, Tom, was part of their original family and worked for them forever. Since we lived a mere two blocks away, I would find myself there almost nightly to take in the view et al.

It was one night in the late '70s that I noticed the very handsome Bill Harrison (the lead in Wakefield Poole's film Bijou) at the bar. He noticed me gawking and smiled back. I was a bit chagrined for being so obvious! (Lol.)

I was sitting at the counter in the main dining area with a vacant stool next to me. He came up behind me and asked if it would be all right if he could sit down. I said sure! After a second or two of (heated) and unnatural silence, he introduced himself to me. I did not know him or recognize him to be the porn star that he was. We ate and talked, passing heavy sexual vibes back and forth. When finished, I asked if he would like to come back to my place. He smiled and nodded yes.

I don't remember the short walk home nor the quick ascent up the stairs to our 2nd floor apartment. What I do remember was shedding clothes as fast as humanly possible in the living room, never even getting to the bedroom. We hugged, wrestled and devoured each other right there on the living room carpet. I was eager and astonished by his endowment as well as his handsome manly looks. Never having been a great deep throater, I quickly used my other talents. And I remember I never used a drop of lube. I was so on fire I didn't need anything. It was one of the hottest scenes that I was ever in. I only wish it had been captured on film.

Being a generous person of sorts, I had the strange urge to call my friend Roy who was orally talented. I don't remember much of the call... except the urgency of getting Roy over here while the heat was on! Roy arrived and jumped right in. Bill seemed very pleased at having two toys to play with. The three of us were a writhing mass of flesh! It was a great Dessert!

Bio of Will Seagers:

Will Seagers (also credited as Matt Harper), within his multifaceted career and participation in numerous gay communities across the country in the '70s and '80s and beyond, worked as a print model and film performer. He made iconic appearances in releases from Falcon, Hand in Hand, Joe Gage, Target (Bullet), J. Brian, Steve Scott, and more, including in lead roles in major classics like Gage's L.A. Tool & Die (1979) and Scott's Wanted (1980). He brought strong screen presence and exceptional acting to his roles and was scene partners with many fellow legends of classic porn.

I've written about this phenomenon before, the ubiquity of sex on trains, but this time it made international news.

A man, his boyfriend, and another man enjoyed a threesome (some sources say orgy, but does a threesome qualify as an orgy? That's a whole other issue) on the London tube on February 18, 2018.

Nicholas Mullan, George Mason and a third guy (his face pixellated and thus unidentifiable) engaged in a variety of sex acts, which they filmed (something of a shift from the usual filming of violence on public transportation). Mason is a porn start of sorts, and advertised the video as “Complete on live sex at front of general public on subway train!,” reads the description for the video. "And there are lots of normal members of people watching in disbelief. Genuine naughty Brit lads suck n f*ck uncooked and don’t.”
 

They just pleaded guilty to one charge of “outraging public decency.”

It occurred on the long and busy Northern line on the Underground, between the Leicester Square and Waterloo stops (these stops are in densely populated areas of London). (And apparently the Northern Line seems to attract sexual activity, according to vague gossip on sites such as Datalounge. I used to take that line often when I studied English literature in London in the early 1980s. Sex workers frequented the King's Cross stop, a pretty raunchy area during that time, but I don't remember seeing any sex on the trains. Hmm… )
 

And here's the clincher: another gay man, who saw the porn video online, reported them, claiming that “it overstepped the mark and was morally unacceptable,” according to the story on Pink News.

Now, I know many of my gay friends would laugh this off, or maybe make catty, campy comments, like I would have asked to join in, or, how big were the schlongs? I bet the supposedly outraged passengers were really getting off too, I can imagine the number of growing bulges on that train, if I were there, I would have laughed, yada, yada, yada. Ah, such bravado.

That may be a fun reaction looking at the incident from distant time and space, but as an actual physical spectator, perhaps the boundary crossing between sex and danger in this case could have been more an act of narcisisstic voyeurism than an aesthetic choice, as in Peter de Rome's 1972 short film Underground, sex on a moving subway car in New York City.
 

I make this distinction, because public sex does not necessarily imply an audience of willing or unwilling voyeurs, and Mason claims he made the scene to encourage the fetish object of his fan's desire: him. In the de Rome film, they filmed the act, itself, in an empty car, contrasting the fantastic intimacy of that act in a public space gone private with an image of crowds of people in occupied cars. The bifurcation here is intentional, mediating the danger element, but also, by framing the sex act with this image, both blurring and expanding the boundary between public and private social spaces rather than, in the George Mason video, ruthlessly and crudely mocking it.

Mason and Mullan face fines, curfew, and even jail time.

And I don't think they will be filming an actual jailhouse sex video.