It was a scorching summer night and we were making out on the couch in his father’s fancy business condo, away from where his parents lived and where he went to school on the East Coast. After two bottles of wine and a few repeats of the same Coldplay CD, he now had his lips against my neck, one arm wrapped behind me, one leg thrown up over my lap. He paused for a moment to mutter, “so you really don’t mind this even though I’m probably voting for McCain?”

OK, stop.

What compelled him to bring it up then is, to this day, beyond me but at this moment it was his first time mentioning who he’d vote for. I’d been talking about the election earlier, and he apparently assumed I was already aware of his politics — and surely it didn’t matter at that point; it’s not as though I was going to hike my pants and drunkenly trot off to my car in the parking lot to sleep it off in the back seat. (more…)

Size queens take note — though uncredited, Wolf Hudson is making his third randy appearance in the Inner Circle’s Fatasy Boys theater with the clip, Water War. You remember him most recently from Sharp Dressed Man and from High Voltage before that. So it stands to reason that if you’re a Wolf fan, or more generally a fan of large slabs of cock, this is an excellent time to be hanging out at Fantasy Boys, in our members area.

© 2006 Popboys. All Rights Reserved.

Existential profundities can on occasion arise from the most shallow of sources.

During my sophomore year of college I struck up a ridiculously improbable relationship with the resident borderline retarded BMOC that merged the platonic with the romantic. The nearest he ever came to exhibiting what could be termed an actual idiosyncrasy is when he would utter (apropos of nothing) musings like “If you get hard in a headlock, it doesn’t really count,” or “Octopussy was a really great movie,” causing me to pat him on the head or jiggle my keys in order to bring him out of his thought stupor.

His most defining rumination — on that remains with me to this day — came when he queried about the exact point in history when human beings officially became perverts; i.e., when did sex cease to be a base biological imperative and shift to the theatrical romp full of meaning and menace that we know today? At the time I couldn’t answer him, and even today I’m hard-pressed to isolate the wafting of the butterfly’s wings that let loose the tempest. Somewhere down the ages between One Million Years B.C. and Deep Throat, we as a specifies developed the luxury of being able to confuse our holes when it’s time to deliver the hot shot.

Michael Brandon and John Galt © 2005 Titan Media. All Rights Reserved.

The reality is that every one of has three sexual orifices, and if we could use our ears we would. The mouth is as much a pleasure center as any other; fitting that it should fall into contention when it comes to proper usage. Since porn is in many senses an all-purpose touchstone for how gay men relate not only to the world, but to their own bodies, the second, um, coming of the oral pop shot appears to be upon us. Dormant — but never moribund — since the mid-80s (now designated as the “Pre-Condom” Era), oral ejaculation is now not only a mainstay of low budget bareback productions, but has even started turning up in powerhouse studio gay porn during the last six years. (more…)

A sign seen in Dallas during the nationwide protests
against the passage of California’s anti-gay marriage proposition,
November 15, 2008.

hattip to Andrew Sullivan

Well, yes, what’s driving the world to spin round ‘n round isn’t evolution or progress but horniness, the constant urge to fuck, or at least pop off a spooge bomb every other day.

In this week’s Inner Circle Fratmen Theater update we’ve pulled together dozens of our favorite cum shots from the last six months. College cock erupting like Vesuvius. It’s chthonic. It’s fun. Hurry in, and don’t forget to bring a towel.

There’s a feeling that arises when you see an extremely attractive guy - one who’s more than just an average double-taker; I’m talking about a specimen of a man, someone you figure is probably inaccessible to the majority of those who ogle at him.

Like most forms of want, that feeling isn’t neither entirely agonizing nor entirely pleasurable. But there is a frustration there, which comes in the form of a duality; when he so captures your attention, is it that you’d rather have him, or be him?

Lust and envy are a pair of haunting Siamese twins. It’s a conflict left exclusively to those in the realm of same-sex attractions, since an average heterosexual man wouldn’t sight a gorgeous woman thinking if only I had a rack* like that. He might look at another man and envy his calves or biceps, then see a woman and want to touch her, but he would never direct both thoughts toward the same person. Gay or bisexual men can experience the impulse to size up a rival, simultaneous with sexual desire for him. (more…)

Who’s Afraid of Wolf Hundson? Certainly his hopelessly sleazy costar in the latest video from Fantasy Boys, Sharp Dressed Man, isn’t afraid. If you need an excuse, watch it for your dose of stilted, ad lib, porn dialog, in which it’s pretty certain that nether of the boys were given much more than a fuzzy premise and the opportunity to shake hands before the cameras started to role. “Awkward tension” is an understatement… until the dicks come out, and then everybody knows exactly what to do.

Of course, the real reason you’re going to watch this is for rapidly rising star, Wolf Hudson’s unfathomably massive cock, which he’s more than ready to plunge into any willing hole. Unlike certain other members of the recent crop of large dick, Wolf enjoys the hell out of doing so. The gluttonous expression on his face would get you off even if he weren’t so well-equipped.

Members are advised to log in now and check out the latest from our Fantasy Boys theater for a closer look at some of the best schlong of the year, and non-members are advised to consider joining now before the party in Wolf’s pants comes to an inevitably messy conclusion.