He’s grabbing my ass, and it’s pitch black night by now. He takes off my shirt and starts sucking my dick. Slobbering on me, he’s breathing heavy, concentrating. He moans when he’s gagging on my dick, and the sound of his voice sends vibrations through my pelvis. He’s jerking off and fingering me, and a black cat is stalking around my feet. I’m leaning against the wall and the only light is through the windows of the neighbor’s house. Fido’s hair is long – it falls in his face while he’s blowing me. He sweeps it to the side and smiles at me while he pinches his left nipple and kisses the head of my cock.
Aug 12, 2015
A Night Out in Boston at the Guerrilla Queer Bar
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I walked into my hotel with my rolling suitcase, past the old, 1950s-style marquee and a retro camper in the parking lot. The receptionist, clearly gay, took my information. “You booked the local rate – do you live here?” he asked inquisitively. I lied, flirtatiously, showing him my almost-expired Massachusetts driving license and a fumbled story about a conference in Los Angeles. The real reason, though: I wanted to spoil myself.
Aug 10, 2015
Sex/Life/Art with Bottoms – Interview and Exclusive Nude Photoshoot
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Birthed from lewd camp, schlock shock, and 1990s goth styles, Bottoms’ blunt take on issues like HIV and body horror are neither shy nor tame. Self-described as a “gender-problematizing goth dance band” that produces “shitty house music [...] for faggots”, the three-piece electronic punk outfit is both celebratory and confrontational in nature.
Aug 07, 2015
Is Big Game Hunting A Non-Gay Contact Sport?
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I’m not one to start a stereotype but—what’s with married heterosexual men and their canned big game hunting missions? Does one have to get a hetero license along with a hunter’s license? First, there was super-hetero-macho-but-still-a-draft-dodger Dick Cheney accidentally shooting his friend Harry Whittington on a canned quail hunt in Texas. Or maybe Dick was seeing his lesbian daughter Mary’s face when he pulled the trigger?
Aug 06, 2015
Top 5 gay anthems you will hear at every Pride
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Summer is coming to an end and cities are pretty much scraping the glitter off the concrete after their respective Prides. But some bussies are still bumping, either literally on the dancefloor or somewhere in our heads. Brian Salemi gives us a recap of what you’re likely stuck with for the next few weeks.
