Nightcharm is overjoyed to announce that Anonymous — the most published author in history — has coupled with our resident cartoon genius Josman to create one of the most controversial stories to ever land in our Inner Circle library.

Modest to a fault, yet possessed of political secrets that have toppled governments, as well as sexual endowments that have redefined pornography, Anonymous here confesses that he is also — surprise! — a total butch bottom.

And Josman — an illustrator that can render a rounded ass or spritz of jism with the detailed lyricism of a Disney cartoon master — has risen way beyond the challenge for this over-the-top, fetish-driven story.

In Buttboy in a Blindfold, Anonymous is a college jock, just turned 18, who reads a notice on his college bulletin board that says Athletes Wanted For Experiments in Human Response. Being a frisky lad full of spunk, he soon gets himself right in the middle of a . . . um . . . jam.

Here’s a sample (brace yourself): (more…)

Hollywood and its down-market doppelganger Gay Porn have always had a symbiotic relationship.

Starting in the earliest days of stag films and continuing into the beefcake photos of the Athletic Model Guild and the advent of hardcore, gay porn has always been happy to employ Hollywood’s handsome rejects — guys who are too short, too untalented, or just too unwanted to hit the big time.

Guys willing to do all the things that real stars do in private and pay publicists to keep under wraps.

The life of a sex star can be just as tragic and self-destructive as a mainstream actor’s.

For every big name who succeeds in winning a long career on either side of the camera or retiring in opulence, there are any number of would-be starlets who miss the boat. While many are claimed by the dreaded Four Horsemen (AIDS, Age, Overdose, and Suicide), there are others who are felled by ending up on the wrong side of the law. The lucky ones manage to survive with their careers still intact. The doomed flare out spectacularly and shuffle off down the Boulevard of Broken Dreams to that iron-barred Xanadu known as the Big House.

For sheer luridness, it’s hard to top the arrest of internet barebacking entrepreneur Harlow Cuadra (far right) for the murder of Cobra Video owner and producer Bryan Kocis (right middle), a crime straight out of Boogie Nights.

Porn pixie Cuadra and boyfriend/business partner Joseph Kerekes (right top) — the hustler Leopold to his trucker-hatted Loeb — face charges for the murder of Kocis, an attack so violent that it resulted in 28 stab wounds and a slashed throat for the victim before his home was set ablaze.

The two are staring down a litany of other charges including robbery, arson, money laundering, tampering with evidence, racketeering, and abuse of a corpse (yeesh). Money was apparently their motive. (more…)

Why stop now when we’re on a roll?

In the mysterious ways that these things happen, barebacking has become the theme of the week here at Nightcharm. Triggered by a casual aside from a porn star, developed in a report on a report, the subject has set off a cascade of irate comments. To acknowledge the practice without condemning it, apparently, is a deal-breaker for many readers and some veteran Nightcharmers have vowed never to break bandwidth with us again.

We hope they will reconsider. Still the muse calls. In keeping with our theme, we bring you the contrary view, a herald from the opposite camp, who comes through the battlefield out of breath, loaded with news, telling us of the latest in the Trojan Wars.

For it is not only barebackers who don’t believe in condoms. The American religious right — a scandal throughout the world — has long waged a campaign against them with all sorts of ludicrous misinformation about their supposed ineffectiveness. It is their way of policing morality, to make sex as deadly as possible. And so the latest skirmish is taking place over a witty new ad for Trojan condoms:

In the ad, beautiful women sit listlessly in a singles bar while all around them big, hairy hogs are looking for some action. But the piggies don’t rate so much as a glimmer until one of them gets the idea to buy a Trojan from a vending machine. Poof, he instantly turns into the cutest Prince Charming ever to need a sweetener to enhance his sales pitch (Odd, but the actor reminds us of Sanjaya – except hot and manly! Who knew? See for yourself.) (more…)

After working like mules through July to redesign Nightcharm’s front page and blog, we’ve decided to do what every sane art and nature-loving Frenchman does: take the month of August off.

Europeans are lucky that way. For eons August has been the time of year when folks retreat from their day-to-day grind and take time to contemplate other people, places and things. Traveling, or not. Catching up on literature, film and fucking.

Some of the more privileged and blessed on our staff — people like our dear editor-in-chief John Calendo — will take both August and September off (the bitch) for some deep soul rejuvenation. Expect miraculous things from him in October when he returns from the Promises Treatment Center. (more…)