“The stage is a truck stop by a Highway of Hopes.”

So begins HvH’s new anthology of homo-hot tales, set somewhere to the left of the Twilight Zone. “Michael is waiting, his eyes fixed on the poorly lit restroom door…”

And what Micheal will find in that restroom and through its gloryhole is a strange sort of … perfect love. (more…)

… Because I love men.

Yes that’s the simple answer. To an even simpler question.

We’re gay, you and I. But why? I’m not looking for some DNA in-utero underdeveloped hypothalamus cause. I’m wondering why, every breathing day of our lives, we find men so…hot.

And why is it that we’re willing to pursue these creatures when we’ve been preached at, since birth, that they are exactly whom we are forbidden to love — and fuck? (more…)

Warning!: an epidemic of cornholing-for-cash is upon us.

If you’re young, gay, and/or hard up for bucks, you may very well fall prey to whoring married men and lecherous geezers who are rabid for cock.

Alexyss K. Tylor — cable access hostess of the Atlanta-based Vagina Power and YouTube sensation — is ready to bust some ass wide open and expose the urban skin trade … with a vengeance! (more…)

 
I’m fighting the gays in the can so we don’t have to fight them in our own backyard.

That’s in essence the mission statement of Fort Lauderdale Mayor Jim Naugle, the latest in a very long line of Right Wing cranks bent on cleansing his lily white fiefdom of all those pesky homosexuals and their degenerate ways.

His grand design for stemming the lewd rainbow tide threatening to overrun the city? Robotic toilets designed to narc on their copulating occupants by automatically flinging open their stall doors during lurid activity. (more…)

Ah, the flotsam and jetsam of television.

When it’s bad, it’s really bad. Thankfully, we have The Soup to act as a pop culture strainer, capturing the Very Best of the Very Worst. Of course you’ve seen The Soup, the E! channel’s weekly review of celebrity gaffes and reality-show low points.

But even if you’re not a connoisseur of truly terrible TV, there’s still one terrific reason to tune in: sardonic host Joel McHale, right, a 6′ 3″ vision of hotness served up as the emcee.

At first glance, he could be a stubbly J. Crew catalog model or a Brit Pop frontman or one of those guys who turn up in straight porn as randy plumbers and pizza deliverymen. He is, in fact, the perfect guy, a combo of playful sexiness and a wicked streak of humor.

That a channel like E! would present a wet-dream like this is something of a miracle. E!, after all, is a low-rent netlet whose content consists of a drip, drip, drip of studio press releases, inane celebrity news, fawning star profiles, dopey Hollywood crime documentaries, and staged true life series devoted to bottom-of-the-barrel “personalities.” E! makes FOX look like PBS. (more…)

 
Here’s a little white porcelain planter that seems to be a design collision between Marcel Duchamp and John Waters.

Drawing inspiration from the bonsai, these Park Planters by Science & Sons bring the furtive and feral side of the city park right into your living room. But safely and daintily. (more…)

 
Crowds gathered and thousands cheered when the gentle scene you see above was shot near the Bay Bridge in San Francisco.

Gossip rarely travels back to us from a porn shoot. Usually the ass-pounding, dick-swallowing on display in the Video area of Nightcharm’s Inner Circle is all we need to know. But a fluffer on the set of the latest Raging Stallion dick-flick thought this story was too good to keep to himself. A long-time friend of Nightcharm, he called us in the middle of the night with his breathless, behind-the-scenes tale: (more…)

Naked boys fondling their finely-tuned instruments.

Depending on the context, that’s a giddy single entendre or a cheeky double one.

In the case of Wayne Berry (below right), it just happens to be both.

As webmaster of Wayne’s Nude Musicians, he prides himself on being an epicure of what in retrospect is now called “prop porn” — physique nudes in which nubile young Adonises pose seductively with various musical instruments. (Like this demure cutey on the left.)

“While I’m sure your mother and mine would certainly disagree with me on the artistic merits of porn, I think present-day theory would mostly agree on pornography’s status as art,” Wayne explains. “Certainly a lot of it is bad art, but art nonetheless.” (more…)