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They're not just the alternative to Guys With iPhones. They're the same kettle of steam that boils when men who love to show off their flesh-melting hotness in all its beautiful variety pose before the Android-inspired devices they carry with them like the MyTouch by T-Mobile or Google's Nexus One. Oh, sure, they may not be as cool-looking as the iPhone or carry the same cache or even having people asking can-I-see or the even more meager what-is-that? But, shirtless or less, they stand toe-to-toe. Here then is the proper credit due to our first batch of models from Guys With Androids who show a perpetual sexiness and, as in example four, that certain something else. (A pound of flesh for this hot freak for bringing G.W.A.s up in the first place.)
You make that statement without saying a word, girlfriend.
As part of its goal to out-market the marketing heft of James Cameron's Avatar, the invention of Penicillin and the discovery of the Virgin Mary on a partially-eaten grilled cheese sandwich somewhere in Italy I believe I read somewhere once, Raging Stallion Studios has been investing heavily in a PR campaign for their upcoming twenty-two-billion-dollar, mega-blockbuster Tales of The Arabian Nights starring every one of their performers who is Latin or Middle Eastern, knows Latin or Arabic or has heard Latin or Arabian music during pre-production (or knew someone who did.) As such, many press releases have been sent. Right now we're in a Q & A phase between its various stars (Francesco D'Macho, Tony Aziz, Dominic Pacifico) and the studio. And what I like, love actually, about Austin is how really unpretentious he is. It's hard to find a performer who is as at peace with himself in front of as well as behind the camera. But now that he's "suddenly famous" (as our anonymous interviewer asks), how does Austin Wilde keep it real?
"There aren't really words to explain it. Going from doing one porn almost [two]
years ago just for "fun" to becoming known...to becoming famous...all within
less than a year was extremely overwhelming. In the best way possible. And I
wouldn't have had it any other way!"
Well, perhaps within six months. But that's Austin: Unpretentious. Unspoiled. Honest. Never mean. Like cottage cheese that first week before, you know, things turn south. Is there anyone who deserves success more? Besides you?
Mobangois beta-testing an app that helps to determine if you're gay, bisexual or straight with a series of questions. (Sorry, no human barcode scan-like app yet.) Unfortunately, it isn't currently compatible with MyTouch by T-Mobile so I can't tell you what my sexual orientation is. But I think a better test might be the phone itself. Sidekick by T-Mobile? You're straight. (No gay man would be caught dead with something as ghetto fabulous as a Sidekick.) All flip phones? Bi-curious. iPhones? Uh, hello?
If you can keep your bulging cock in your pants just long enough to hear what this hot Aussie is saying, he raises some interesting points about the evolution of the word "gay" and other expression - like "hot trannie mess" - and how words evolve over time. (And are the less offensive because of their watered down meanings?) Or you could just keep slathering on the lemon chiffon-flavored lube while thinking about ravaging him...
Washington Post ombudsman Andrew Alexander has an interesting piece about the reaction the paper faced by printing this photo of Jeremy Ames and Taka Ariga on the front page:
Apparently, the disgust was deeper and longer than for other, more controversial images placed on the front page including images from Haiti. (Haiti?) "That kind of stuff makes normal people want to throw up. People have
kids who are being exposed to this crap. I will be glad when your rag
goes out of business. Real men marry women,” one irate reader wrote. Another said:
“I am 65 years old and I realize that the world is changing rapidly –
much more rapidly than I would like it to. “While I
realize that the Post must report on these changes – even the ones with
which I do not agree – I feel that the picture on Thursday morning was
an affront to the majority of your readership. It is not something that I
want coming into my home. I believe that even your editors know that it
would have been better placed in the Metro section and that it would
have mitigated its impact to do so.”
Blah, blah, blah. The fact of the matter is the Washington Post is losing readership and it has nothing to do with a picture of a gay couple on the front page kissing to celebrate a significant milestone like gay marriage. Frankly, they could have posted a picture of Malachi Marx getting fist-fucked by a Trig Palin blowup doll and I don't think it would have hastened the decline of this paper. Besides, as Alexander rightly noted, "There was a time, after court-ordered integration, when readers
complained about front-page photos of blacks mixing with whites. Today,
photo images of same-sex couples capture the same reality of societal
change."
"No! It's not. But this is a nice change of race pace for Sean Cody. The leading gay porn website has
added its second black model in less than six months! And while
his porn name may be the whitest porn name ever ("Landon"), he's still
black..."
-- Resident Unzipped sexologist Zach Sire in a very funny post from today entitled: "Is Sean Cody Turning Into A Thug Porn Site?" The fact that both he and Paul over on The Sword took notice of it (along with myself and others) speaks volumes. (But don't worry Zach, no I've-Been-To-The-Mountaintop speeches tonight.)
Is Sean Cody running out of white guys? Via Fleshbot comes news that Landon now joins Sean's elite stable of models. But it comes with a painful reminder that all is not kitten's whiskers and rose petals on the eponymously named site:
"That makes two in the past six months. What the hell is going on over
there? Was there some kind of court ordered diversity training, or did
he finally realize that black guys sell too..we applaud your efforts for mixing things up in your stable of boys, but
now you need to move past the solos. Time to let one of these guys do
some fucking—and us do some watching!"
I'll be the first to welcome Mr. Cody into the 21st century once he arrives. (See Landon on SeanCody.com here.)
"Think of it as like Mayberry. That's when I
grew up — the '60s. That's what life was like. I want Florida to be
known
for making those kinds of movies: Disney movies for kids and all that
stuff.
Like it used to be, you know?
-- State Rep. Stephen Precourt,
R-Orlando who has proposed a bill that would offer tax credits and tax incentives to production companies that film "family-friendly" fare in Florida. Films that do not - for example, those that depict "non-traditional" families - would not be eligible. What defines those "non-traditional" families has not been articulated. (Via: PalmBeachPost.com)
So, are you Chatroulettedout yet? No? Good. Because having finished Day Two in my groundbreaking Chatroulette series, I am happy to report that I have fallen in love with a Dan in London and a Benoit in Paris and will be leaving the country shortly to wed them both. (Although, Benoit, mon amour, we need to talk about les cigarettes.) And I still find the site as thrilling as I did yesterday. But today I discovered the very thing I have thus far managed to avoid : teenagers, 16 and 17, who are freely offering to expose themselves online with no one to stop them or those who might want to watch them. But that will change once the site gets bought out, whether by American or Russian capitalists, and revisions are made to the site that make it more ruly. (And I'm not at all suggesting that putting safeguards in place to prevent minors for masturbating to the masses is somehow a blow to order and good governance on this or any other site.) But what I am suggesting, and perhaps this is part of what has made this site so talked about and obsessed over, is that for a brief nanosecond in Internet time, there was a site with no rules, no oversight and a freewheeling sense of possibility - the Internet, hello? - and it came from the mind, no less of a 17-year-0ld Russian named Andrey Ternovskiy (pictured) who probably knows a thing or two about, um, rulelessness.
Following on the heels of a stinging announcement by the Virginia Attorney General, Ken Cuccinelli, that all public schools rescind any protections for the GLBT community, Republican Governor Bob McDonnell has assured the state that he will not act against these very same schools that fail to act. Gee, he's swell.
Parents have a reasonable investment in protecting their children from this site. According to this article (although this has not been my experience personally), "According to...an undercover investigation by the Cyber Crimes Unit
revealed that nearly half of the randomly selected users
encountered by investigators immediately exposed themselves and
conducted sexually explicit acts on camera."
Another "Homosexuality-Is-A-Disease"-er, this time from Turkey's Minister of Women and Families, State Minister Aliye Kavaf. And given how much violence stems from statements like the kind she's making, one can only conclude that Ms. Kavaf subconsciously wants to see homosexuals eliminated by any means necessary.
If you haven't heard about ChatRoulette.com yet, you will. And a lot sooner than you think. Chat Roulette is a sorta-social-networking site that combines the promise of Skype with the randomness of roulette. You merely click on "New Game" and as soon as the chat roulette gods select someone for you, you either accept or reject them. (What method they use to, I do not know.) It's usually just one person on the other end of the camera - when they have the camera on - but I have found up to groups of five awaiting me. At that point, you have the option of texting your "partner" or waiting for them to text you. (Most were on mute when I was online so you could neither speak to nor hear them, but I did manage to hear every about every 15th person or so.) More frequently, however, you end up F9-ing them. "You disconnected." The people, in return, have the option of answering your hellos or "disconnecting" you. And you will be disconnected. In fact, if you have any issues with rejection, start giving away your things now because you will end up committing suicide. Rejection is a large part of the online community and this game exploits the shallow worst of it by requiring you, in an infinitesimally small amount of time, to assess whether you want to move forward or not with your "partner" based solely on a visceral reaction that's happening so fast you couldn't fart in that time let alone process it. And so, Chat Roulette islightning-quick and it's exciting and it gives you the feeling of being in the driver's seat and - as it turns out - it's also highly, highly addictive.
But that's only part one of the Chat Roulette mystique. Part Two is where you ending up going with your temporary "partner." And again, it can be an exercise in the absolutely trivial - "Hi, let me see your tits-slash-dick" - or the opportunity to make new friends. In fact, that's what makes this site so damn fucking fantastic. You just never know. I've had these brief but completely satisfying conversations with Kevin in Calgary, Alberta, Jorge in Jerusalem, Israel, some tranny in Saint Petersburg, Russia, another guy in France, one in Sweden. (I wanted to have longer conversations but in many instances, especially when first coming on to the site, it freezes up. But who cares? Write it off to quirky newness. We can look passed that, at least for a little while longer.)
What makes this site so weirdly addicting though (that's the general, unofficial consensus of Chat Roulette with the couple of dozen people I spoke with), isn't the promise of some sexual encounter (given the freewheeling nature of the site and the absolute lack of any sort of monitoring), but rather this idea of randomness: we are watching others in short, episodic bursts of television-like scenes that now promise us any eventuality. A short, filterless YouTube. And the images have been bizarre. I saw one man fucking a neon blue Swiss Ball sporting blue short shorts with a rip in them around his anus. In anther a woman allowed her, um, dog, um, oh God don't make me say it! Alright, it licked her! (Oh, God, Daddy, I'm so dirty!!)
I personally haven't seen anyone under 18 jerking off (though there is A LOT of that going on at this site. So much so a joke has started to go around: "Thank you for not jerking off!") but I have heard from others that they have found shockingly young guys jerking off on this site. Not. Good. But the bad can be fixed. The good cannot so easily be replaced. And this site is very, very good. It epitomizes a free and truly unregulated marketplace of ideas and people. That's highly attractive. But there's also a certain allure I found at being able to come and go with abandon, of not having anything more than an online personality to guide me to success or social defeat. And if I say something dumb or embarrassing or regretful and I can simply F9 a person with no explanations needed or expected. It's terribly anti-social, I know, but also sadly empowering.
And yet, we have just as much chance to be rejected as we do to reject others which makes this whole system so wildly addictive. The dynamic changes on this board so quickly: one minute everyone wants to say hello to you, the next you're a social freak.One minute you're being called a fag by some young, straight high school kids, the next you're about to have online sex with some hot guy you just met. You just never know.
Of course, gay guys abound on Chat Roulette. I met a brilliantly funny kid in Florida named Joshua, who described Sarah Jessica Parker's dress last night at 82nd Annual Academy Awards as "a yellow towel wrapped in gemstones" worn getting out of the shower. And uber-hot Jason, a 21-year-old graphic designer from Pennsylvania, who's deaf and whom I would have had camsex with in a heartbeat! (And may still.) And lots others. And that's another of the site's charms: You can leave a situation as quickly as you came into it and there's no trace (unless you've left your partner one), no handle, no time/date stamp. Nada. For as long as you want you can be something else entirely or completely yourself. You can have sex or meet a great guy or girl. You can change your mood and your whims and eke out sexual niches you didn't even know you had inside of you with Chat Roulette or you can just sit back and spin the wheel, as it were, to see what person, people or - in a few instance - raunchy situations are out floating around the truly global Internet.
We live on the cusp of a brave, new world and Chat Roulette is just one new perk in that sordid and extremely addictive online environment. Three cheers for ChatRoulette.com!
So sentimental Not sentimental no !
Romantic not disgusting yet Darling Im down and lonely
When with the fortunate only I've been looking for something else
Do let do let do let jugulate do let do let do
Let's go slowly, discouraged, distant from other interests on your favorite weekend ending
this love's for gentlemen only that's with the fortunate only no I gotta be someone else these days it comes it comes it comes
it comes it comes and goes
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow Like a riot, like a riot, oh !
Not easily offended Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
Follow, misguide, stand still
Disgust, discourage On this precious weekend ending
This love's for gentlemen only Wealthiest gentlemen only
And now that you're lonely Do let do let do let jugulate do let do let do.
Lets go slowly, discouraged, We'll burn the pictures instead When it's all over we can barely discuss
For one minute only Not with the fortunate only
Thought it could have been something else These days it comes it comes it comes it comes it comes and goes
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow Like a riot, like a riot, Oh !
Not easily offended Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
Lisztomania Think less but see it grow Like a riot, like a riot, Oh !
Not easily offended Not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
Well, you sort of knew that newly-elected Republican Governor Bob "My-Views-On-Homosexuality-Have-Evolved" McDonnell of Virginia was going to pull some wacky shit once elected and, sure enough, he did. Now, it's his Attorney General's turn. Republican Ken Cuccinelli, cunt that he is, has sent a memorandum to all of Virginia's public institutions of higher learning, that:
“It is my advice that the law and public policy of the Commonwealth of
Virginia prohibit a college or university from including ’sexual
orientation,’ ‘gender identity,’ ‘gender expression,’ or like
classification as a protected class within its non-discrimination policy
absent specific authorization from the General Assembly. Colleges that have included such language in their policies —
which include all of Virginia’s leading schools — have done so
“without proper authority” and should “take appropriate actions to bring
their policies in conformance with the law and public policy of
Virginia."
Ah, Republicans. They've never met a civil law aimed at redressing the systematic oppression of the GLBT community they didn't like. (Via: ThinkProgress.com)