It was an historic weekend, not that history was made, but rather, gay history was all around me.
First of all, Thanksgiving Day, November 27, was the 30th anniversary of Harvey Milk getting shot in his office at City Hall. Some Sisters gathered for a silent vigil at 6:35pm in commemoration. I didn't go, but shortly thereafter at the dinner party I attended, I pulled out my 8mm projector and showed some vintage gay porn from the 70's to universal acclaim. Not a fitting tribute, but the 1970's were on our minds.
On the way home on Thanksgiving I stopped at another dinner party for dessert. I found out that the host had just recently purchased the Paradise Lounge at 11th and Folsom. The legendary live music club has been sitting vacant for a long time, so Terrance Alan and a couple investors snapped it up from the bank, no doubt for a song. However, Terrance had no idea that the bar he just purchased was once called "Febe's", a legendary gay leather bar that opened in 1966. Febe's was famous for the statue of Michaelangelo's "David" dressed in leather that greeted you at the entrance to the bar. Febe's was smack dab in the middle of Folsom's famous "Miracle Mile" of leather bars and bath houses South of Market. Hopefully, he'll do some homework on it and perhaps do a Febe's theme party or two.
On Friday, aka "Black Friday", I decided I needed some retail therapy, and chose the Castro as my destination. I had a gift certificate from last Christmas to All American Boy, and I heard they were going out of business. Other than the Twin Peaks bar and the Castro Theater, All American Boy is the only other business still remaining in the Castro under the same name and location from the 1970's. Back in the day, All American Boy was were you went to buy your "uniform" if you were one of those dreaded "Castro Clones". The tiny little store carried all the essentials - Levi's 501's, tight tank tops, plaid shirts, hiking boots, studded belts, jock straps, fleece jackets, and the all important hankies for your back pocket to announce your sexual preferences by the strict "hanky code". No matter what the trend of the day, All American Boy had slogan t-shirts appropriate for the times. Their own logo t-shirts were classic themselves. I tried to buy one of the last All American Boy t-shirts myself, but they only had size small left. I wore size small in the 70's, but that was a long time ago...
Following my bitterweet shopping trip to All American Boy, I stopped in the Gay Historical Society's storefront at the corner of Castro and 18th. On display is a collection of trinkets and ephemera from a variety of historical events and institutions throughout our little "experiment" in gay ghettoization. The highlights of the exhibit were the suit worn by Harvey Milk when he got shot, and one of Sylvester's sequined costumes. (I actually had the unique pleasure of wearing the same Sylvester costume on my TV show when we dedicated an episode to him!)
I finished up my historic visit to the Castro by having dinner at Harvey's, the bar at 18th and Castro once called Elephant Walk. It was re-named after Harvey Milk in the mid-1990's to be the Planet Hollywood of gay culture.
It was fun playing tourist in my own home town, but it struck me once again how important it is to preserve the memories of this monumental time in history. The businesses, events and institutions that we take for granted may seem like one big party, but they literally developed out of thin air by you and me when were kids barely out of our teens.
Though it may seem trivial in light of the Harvey Milk story or other political changes, but I am once again inspired to keep up my vintage gay porn collection. Over the past year or two, I have collected a couple hundred gay porn movies on 8mm and Super 8 that I am in the process of converting to video to stream in the VIP Room of Lavender Lounge.
Yes, the gay movement is about rights and equality and blah blah blah, but the root of what we have in common is gay sex. These gay porn movies were ground breaking in that they were totally underground, illegal to make and distribute, yet taught a generation how uninhibited sex between men was consummated. Â
Clips from my collection of vintage gay porn movies on 8mm will begin streaming in the VIP Room in a couple months, but you should sign up for a recurring membership NOW before the price goes up.
   










Here is a free video trailer from Titan's latest called "Home Invasion", a Joe Gage movie.
Lock your doors. Close the curtains. Call the police. The sexy strangers are out there, and your ass isn’t safe. Legendary director Joe Gage injects sultry suspense into his latest masterpiece, a tale of unlawful entry and the ties that bind. One dark night at a secluded house, a businessman is held captive by three intruders. But when the father’s three sons come home, the criminals get more than they bargained for - learning that the family that stays together plays together. Who’s the most twisted of them all? Find the surprising answer in Home Invasion as a hot cast of 12 studs led by TitanMen exclusives Tony Buff and Chad Manning lead you through an erotic open house. Â
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Unaware of his father’s predicament, son Jackson Wild heads to the guest house for some webcam fun. When voyeur Tommy Ruckus comes to the door, the two beat their big meat in a steamy stroke session.
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Son Tristan Raine then stumbles upon a stranger—the horny Scott Tanner, who soon has the uniformed seaman on his knees (and all fours) to please his huge criminal cock.
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When officer Enrique Currero responds to a silent alarm, he’s met by the huge cock of muscle stud Tyler Saint—who fills the cop’s holes as thug Tony Buff strokes his massive meat from afar.
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Braxton Bond arrives for an orgy, but instead finds intruder Chad Manning in the kitchen. After exchanging sucks, Bond gets pounded on the counter by the muscular hunk.
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Horny Ty Roberts and Geoffrey Paine arrive late for the orgy, but Wild welcomes them with open lips while Ruckus watches. When third brother Sean Preston stumbles upon the action, Buff can’t keep his cock out any longer as a flurry of suck-and-fuck activity ensues.
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TitanMen exclusives Tony Buff and Chad Manning. Also starring Braxton Bond, Enrique Currero, Geoffrey Paine, Sean Preston, Tristan Raine, Ty Roberts, Tommy Ruckus, Tyler Saint, Scott Tanner, and Jackson Wild.


Completely gratuitous shots of Miley Cyrus's 20 year old boyfriend and underwear model, Justin Gaston. These photos show what he does best - stand around shirtless looking pretty. And really, what is more important than that?
Okay, Google, do your stuff - Justin Gaston shirtless - Miley Cyrus - Keyword exploitation.
As soon as Miley Cyrus dumps him, he'll be ready to pose naked for Broke Straight Boys. Are you ready for that?
Yesterday I needed to get out of the house, so I called some friends to see a movie. In a way, the title of the movie didn't matter, it was the need to get out in public that mattered. But, somehow, the idea of seeing the vampire movie, Twilight was stuck in my head. I convinced my friends that it would be a better choice than the James Bond, Quantum of Solace. Big mistake. The critics warned us that Twilight was for 13 year old girls, but I ignored the warning, insisting that I had the same angst as a teenage girl. How wrong I was. Not having been in the actual physical presence of said 13 year female in many years, I can conclude I have NOTHING in common with that type creature.
I got sucked into the promotional hype for the movie and the new breakout star, Robert Pattison. He's not really my type, but I thought that the vampire genre of the movie might sex him up a bit, but the exact opposite happened. They completely neutered him to make his character (and the actor) dreamy but safe enough for kids to go to the theater on their own.
Last week there was a near riot at Stonestown Mall when Robert Pattison failed to show up for an appearance. I wanted to see what all the hype was about. Turns out it's that same hype created for Dawson's Creek, The OC, and all those teenage soaps I never watch.
The movie is written completely to pander to young girls. All romance, feelings, and sap. I'm used to seeing vampire movies with lots of blood, sexual tension, and action sequences. In other words, a guy movie. For the essentials necessary to make a good vampire movie, Twilight sucked.
Believe it or not, there were no fangs in Twilight! No fangs! See what I mean when I say, it had no teeth? There was only one sucking scene, and that was when the vampire had to suck the "venom" out of the girl in order to save her.
To sum up, Twilight needed more sucking and less suckage.
Or the other way around.
If you'd rather watch a vampire movie with sucking and sucking, try these favorites:

Manhunt, the popular gay dating / hook-up site, has launched a new hardcore XXX membership site with a unique concept. It's called OnTheHunt.com and the idea is to get real Manhunt members to hook-up for sex on camera. But the twist is that they hire a gay porn star to shoot and direct the scene!
Interesting concept. Even if one of the guy doesn't turn out to be a dreamboat (and how many online hook-ups actually are...), if there is a hot porn star holding the camera, there's a better chance to get a better performance out to the guys. Plus, OnTheHunt.com gets the promotional umph of having a porn star involved without having to pay porn star fees to perform. Besides, everyone working in front of the camera secretly yearns to direct someday anyway, so they're willing to work cheaper to get some experience shooting.
The first two guys are Jesus and Samuel who are directed by Collin O'Neal. A pair a beefy bodybuilders with closely cropped chest hair and solid packed bulging muscles taking a shower, followed by fucking on the bathroom sink.
Then there are a couple rebel yankee boys with hairy chests that get directed by non other than Caesar. Topnotch is kind of a so-to-be daddy type who dominates the much younger Evan.