Found this on Facebook. A reviewer whose site is temporarily down wrote this: Alex Pearson (Los Angeles, CA) wrote at 9:46pm yesterday:

I do have to say Thank You to Mark Kliem at Lavender Lounge Studios for sending the screener of "Vintage Bareback Hairy Muscle Daddy Collection" 2 disk set. This is the first screener we have received from this company or their distributor Castro Street Distribution. While I was working on one of the reviews republication I popped the first disk to play in the background to get a sense for it so that when we're up and running it'll make posting a review for it all that much easier and I have to admit, my initial reaction of reticence quickly passed to amazement at the enthusiasm and out right overt pleasure these classic actors and performers brought to the screen. Thank You Mark, I needed this, you've given me something to look forward to posting, which considering how much work it's going to take to get there is saying a lot. Please Bear with us during this reconstructive phase, I had hoped for a much shorter time frame than we're looking at now. But we're trying!

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I recently received a copy of Men of Israel with a personal note from Michael Lucas, "I hope you enjoy watching this film as much as I did making it." To give this movie proper justice, I will defer to Lavender Lounge's most qualified reviewer, John F. Karr, to give his take on it. Karr is celebrating 30 years as a gay porn movie reviewer, so his word is important.

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Here's a movie that gave me great pleasure, Michael Lucas' Men of Israel. Bill Higgins, Kris Bjorn, Collin O'Neal and others have been touring the world to bring us a male smorgasbord. But they've largely tasked themselves with delivering uncircumcised men. If you'd like to go a-traveling but wouldn't mind a lack of foreskin, go to Israel with Michael Lucas. It's one place where the cut is guaranteed.

Also guaranteed in this movie are the beauty of the country, the quality of its men, and the excellence and excitement of their sex. These mighty fine guys are delish, and Mr. Pam's evermore-refined videography captures their spark. Pam co-directed with Mr. Lucas, who does not perform in the movie.

In the first scene we meet Matan Shalev, who is drop-dead gorgeous like a runway model: high cheekbones atop sunken cheeks, thick black eyelashes, and dark-stubble beard. Plus a finely-honed body. His partner, Naor Tal, is the Israeli version of a twink: young, slender and hairless, but also tanned, with an outdoorsy healthiness. An expert cocksucker, the kid plies his art on Matan's cock, which is as pretty and solid as the rest of him. Matan delivers into the kid's tasty ass a muscular, strong fuck.

When you see it yourself, you'll realize why I'm absolutely stuck on the second scene. In an ancient edifice atop high hills outside Jerusalem, husky, hairy-chested Jonathan Agassi and ultimate humpy-boy Avi Dar find a niche in the thick wall of crumbling masonry. Brilliant sunlight streams through a window behind them, providing dramatic backlighting. Agassi is a handsome, heavy-lipped, incipient daddy who would be at home amongst Colt or Raging Stallion men. It's his partner who's my downfall. The most electric bottom, 24-year-old Avi Dar is short, stocky, and massively muscled. To discuss his cock, I have to deal in ethnic stereotypes, like Puerto Ricans are horse-hung, and Italians have salamis. Well, Dar's is the classic Jewish schwanze . Thick and meaty, creamily complected, and stand-up, steely hard. It's delightfully framed within the white, tan-free zone left by a skimpy Speedo.

Dar and Agassi start out making deep love, only to get trumped by lust. As their session grows in intensity, Dar turns into the proverbial snarling, raging, panting jungle beast. Sheesh, the beauty of a power bottom! His beautiful boulder ass, with hole dilated from the git-go, gets a surcharged fuck in every position. The sweaty boy's pummeling is incendiary, and his orgasm's a rocket to the moon – capped by his gulping the blast of cum Agassi shoots across his face and mouth. Throw in expert filming, and you have a decidedly classic scene.

The follow-up is pretty good, too. For a session of intergenerational love, we find young Naor Tal, basket bulging in white undies, on a balcony with a panoramic view of Tel Aviv. Muscle daddy Moor Foxx treats his boy well, for which he receives laudable head and bounteous butt access.

Scene four is good, though overshadowed by its surroundings. If its young men aren't as glamorous as those in the preceding scenes, they're rougher looking. I love the way Ninrod Gonen impales himself on Guy Ronen's cock and gets the cum fucked outa him. As reward, Ronen drops his load on and in Gonen's face and mouth.

It's a treat to see the movie's four best-looking men frolicking in the Dead Sea (a shot of boner-stretched Speedo is greatly appreciated). Then we're taken to a sun-drenched cliff high above the Sea, where two stars of earlier scenes are brought together. Personally, I would have liked an Avi Dar encore, but you can't argue with the striking looks and strong sexuality of Matan Shalev and Jonathan Agassi.

Shalev's tongue works wonders on Agassi's all-star asshole, and the hot fuck that follows turns into a flip when Shalev gives up his ass to Agassi. That's not all he gives up – for the movie's lip-smacking climax, Shalev loosens his load directly into Agassi's mouth.

Men of Israel, which plays in widescreen, thankfully doesn't dawdle on scenic tours. While I don't know what the pop music in Israel is, I'm pretty sure it's not the tabla-based, Middle Eastern belly-dance stuff of composer Keith Kurtis' soundtrack, nice as it is. And although the movie is a generous two hours long, the quality of its sex should have demanded more time.

A bonus disc supplies seven performer interviews, three solo JO scenes, and assorted featurettes. The "Really Hot Outtakes" really are hot, and a "making-of" documentary is imminently watchable. www.LucasEntertainment.com

Awesome! Watch the video. This is going to be a big hit at Burning Man. Not only is this art project something that could never be done anywhere else BUT Burning Man, the fact that there is abandoned warehouse space available right over in Oakland makes it doable with volunteer labor.

The RAYGUN GOTHIC ROCKETSHIP is an immersive rocket base environment consisting of a tall metal rocket connected via walkway to a taller gantry with a well-defined lighted perimeter. Participants can interactively explore the rocket's three interior chambers accessible through the bottom of the rocket and the top of the rocket via the gantry. Aesthetically the project will be done in a rococo retro-futurist vernacular between yesterday's tomorrow and the future that never was, a critical kitsch somewhere between The Moons of Mongo & Manga Nouveau.

Dimension * Highest Project Element, 40' tall * Gantry 40' tall, 8' x 8' wide * Rocket with tail fins 36' tall, 8' diameter * Rocket without tail fins 28' tall * Tail fins 16' tall, 3' wide at base flaring to 7' joined at fuselage * Steel base plates & steel I-beam outrigger system for subterranean in-playa tie in 3x 20' * Walkway between Gantry and Rocket 4' wide, 10' long, 36' tall w/ railings. Located 28' up from the ground. * Lenticular blast ring 32' diameter (3 textured wooden hemicircle berms) * Perimeters: interactive in ground LED lights 66' diameter (3,420 sq') * Smallest Raygun Gothic Rocket + Gantry footprint: 60' x 20' (1,200 sq') * Largest project footprint: 83' diameter circle (5,408 sq') * The Rocket element is designed to fit on the back of a truck without triggering oversize load requirements, thus saving time and money.

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If I had a nickel for every time I said, "...only in San Francisco...", well, I'd make about as much money as I earn from this damn blog. Last night's Chaser was worth one of those nickels.

La Monistat is a local gay club promoter working her butt off to bring weird, retarded, sexy fun events to nightlife in San Francisco. Her Tuesday night club is Chaser at the End Up and this week she decided to hold a bear beauty pageant for the title of "Miss Grrrl". Grrrr! She recruited Sister Tuna Noodle Cocktail to help MC, hooked up with a group of DJ's called Electronic Music Bears and promoted the hell out if it on Facebook. I got swept up into the hype, and since the joint is only across the street, I decided to venture over.

I ran into Sister Constance at the front door looking bewildered. Security wouldn't let him in with a bottle of poppers and he didn't want to just dump it, so he didn't know what to do. I offered to go around the corner, stuff it in my boot and come back to be frisked. Worked like a charm, but really, who uses poppers anymore?

At first I was going to describe it as a drunken mess, but really, it was just a mess. Monistat opened the show in a bear suit, Tuna (upper left above) did a number with Jesus. They had to interrupt oral sex backstage in order to get the contestants to come out. Half the contestants didn't show up or sat in the audience, so they didn't know who was in and who was out. When Constance came out for the Beach Wear portion, he asked, "Is this the Evening Wear portion? Oh, it's Beach Wear? Okay", and proceeded to strip naked.

During the short break to "cover the stage in a tarp" for the Talent Portion, Constance pleaded with them to let him go first. For his "talent" he stuck a chocolate bar up a boy's butt and it was starting to melt. By the time he got to is act, it was already too late, the chocolate had disintegrated.

Danyol (left) was excited to make his first drag appearance onstage, but when it came time for his number the DJ yelled from the booth, "Your disc is blank!" He tried to sing something A Capella, but forgot the second verse.

Moving on, another contestant couldn't think of any talent, so he tried popping balloons and when that flopped, he just pulled out his dick. Thanks.

At one point, Tuna had the microphone in one hand, a clipboard and a drink in the other. When Monistat asked, "Who's up next?", Tuna tilted the clipboard to read it and spilled his entire cocktail. The crowd roared.

Visa Decline (below) was the surprise guest performer and did something (not sure what) with a unicorn on a stick. Mmmm. Unicorn on a stick sounds delicious right now...

A big ole girly bear with a 7 day beard (top right) saved the day by singing a well-rehearsed live version of "Sweet Transvestite". She rocked the house belting out that evergreen crowd pleaser. I forgot her name, but she won the coveted title "Miss Grrrl" and went home with a sash and Burger King crown.

THIS is why I spend ridiculous amounts of money to live here.

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International Mr. Leather 31 was way back in May 2009, but I just found the video footage I shot of the contest. Ooops. I was primarily concentrating on shooting still photos that night so video was a second thought. It's hard to shoot both effectively, but I've gotten pretty good at multi-tasking.

As I said, I was concentrating on shooting still photos and ended up with 500 brilliant shots that are available now in the Lavender Lounge VIP Room. But since I had an excellent seat in second row center, I'm sure even my shitty little video had better close-ups of the leather contestants than most of the guys in the back rows. I was seated in the Press section, but I didn't see very many people around me shooting video, so this could be the most intimate footage of IML 2009 you're going to find.

There is also a short segment in the middle with disco diva Linda Clifford performing her 1970's hit "If They Could See Me Now" (a bit out of focus, but so was I...). She really whipped the crowd of leather men into a frenzy, seeing as most of the audience were from that era.

I admit the video is pretty amateurish, but if you are really interested seeing the contestants from the world's largest leather contest up close, sign up for the Lavender Lounge VIP Room to enjoy over 500 shots - all in focus, I promise.

True to it's slogan, "Lavender Lounge is porn different!", this site attempts to search out and present gay sex photos and videos that are edgy and out of the ordinary. That's why I like to support a small independent French website called "HomoPunk.com". The guys not only have a look that's different than you see on other porn sites, but more importantly, it's about the attitude.

Punk rock music is not about pretty boys making pretty music. In fact, many punk rock musicians suck at singing or playing guitar, but it's the spirit and charisma that makes it work. The same is true for Homo Punk. Today's featured models from Homo Punk (redhead Luc and skinny Jul with the bag on his head) probably wouldn't get cast in a Falcon movie or a Titan movie because they don't have the conventional porn star look. There's a good chance they'd get hired to be on a dozen other cookie cutter porn sites where they just stare blankly at the camera, jerk off quickly, get their check and call it a day. Boring!

What I like about Homo Punk is they are not afraid to take chances. The guys are probably all friends hanging out, drinking French wine, and decide to pull out the camera to goof around. They try all kinds of crazy positions and camera angles naked, then one thing leads to another and before you know it dicks get sucked and asses get fucked. It looks fun, loose and carefree.

To show just how "punk rock" this site is, here's the description of the scene: "Well, well... exactly 106 years ago, one of the most brilliant pychanalyst (sic), Bruno Bettleheim was born. He later killed himself with a plastic bag. To celebrate this man's genius, Luc and Jul pay tribute in this photo shoot filled with sex, dirty socks and plastic bags... Enjoy..."

That story has all the components necessary to satisfy a frustrated emo punk rock fag - mocking contemporary culture, filth, an obscure literary figure, and suicide. Now run along and steal your evil stepmother's credit card and buy a membership to my gay porn site to get even with her.

I put a sample gallery of Luc and Jul in the VIP Room at Lavender Lounge for my members to check out, but if you want to support HomoPunk.com, sign up for their website to the video and more of the redhead punk with the fat, uncut cock fooling around with The Unknown Homopunk.

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Cocksure Men is a spin-off site of Jake Cruise, a little homegrown site that is becoming a bigger and bigger player in the adult industry. Jake Cruise started out as an older guy who decided to reduce his production costs by putting himself into scenes with a super hot guy and thereby cutting his budget in half. A risky venture, but it seems to have paid off.

It doesn't matter what we say about this scene, it will not do it justice. You've got two hot guys, and one them (AJ) is in a military uniform. They're both vocal, aggressive, and the chemistry is undeniable. They flip-flop fuck and suck each other's big, thick dicks until they both release their sticky loads onto AJ's ripped abs. Did I mention both the guys are hot? Just watch the scene. You'll thank us.

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The LavenderLoungeMovies.com newsletter for August is featuring Muscle Worship movies. Hotcha! Right down my alley! Just click the links to watch for only a couple bucks a scene.

CUMA SUTRA Studio: Black Scorpion Director: Chris George Summary: Cuma Sutra serves up a sexual feast of heart-pounding meditation and desire, filmed entirely on location at a yoga retreat in the rolling hills of southern Washington.

PACK ATTACK 3: C.J. KNIGHT Studio: Hot House Director: Michael Clift Summary: Get ready for the wildest edition of Pack Attack ever! Pack Attack 3: C.J. Knight is an explosive barrage of nonstop, hard-hitting gangbang action!

ROCKS & HARD PLACES Studio: Kristen Bjorn Director: Kristen Bjorn Summary: When Jean and Rocko run out of gas on a mountain road the adventure begins! This movie has the hottest man-to-man sex ever filmed, and enough cumshots to float an oceanliner!

WANKING IN THE WOODS 2006 Studio: William Higgins Director: William Higgins Summary: Wank In The Woods 2006 features a naked football/soccer game with hot young Czech guys. Watch what happens when the games really kick off!

Zak & Dean & the Fuck Machine – Legendary Zak Spears is back on Massive and this time we fed him muscle cub Dean Tucker. And to make things hotter we gave them a fuck machine to play with. As you watch this scene you can tell how much these guys were into each other. There isn’t a dull moment in this video. Sit back and watch Dean take on that fuck machine. Zak turns ups the speed (and heat) as the machine rams the hell out of Dean’s hungry ass!

It's a short clip, which leaves you wanting more, particularly because the fucking machine is remote controlled. I want to see more about how it works! If you are already a member of Massive Studios, you can see the full video of this scene for free. If you're not a member, well, you know what to do - whip out that credit card!

Facebook has finally proven to be worthwhile. Yesterday afternoon my friend Mikey posted to Facebook that he was giving away two free tickets to the premier of "Inglourious Basterds" at the Castro. The clincher was that the director, Quentin Tarantino would be there, too. It was already after 4 and the screening was at 7, so I moved fast and nailed those tickets. So long, suckas!

As Tarantino described in the Q&A after the movie, he set out to create a WWII "genre picture" way back around 1998. His writing process begins with an idea, then starts building characters. He may or may not have an ending in mind, but the plot develops through the fleshing out and creating the characters. (Though I've never written a full-length script, that's probably how I would do it, too.) In the case of "Inglourious Basterds", he originally thought the movie would be historically correct, but as it turned out, the final script actually changes history.

Paraphrasing Tarantino, "Besides the sub-plot revolving around a Nazi propaganda movie-within-a-movie, the whole picture becomes my own propaganda movie because I end up re-writing history!"

I've seen enough Quentin Tarantino movies and heard him interviewed enough times to know he's basically a movie geek (or "cinephile" as he says) and makes movies HE would like to see. Graphic, gross out violence, dark humor, very complex character-driven plots and homages to other classic films are always incorporated. The audience at the Castro were true Tarantino fans with intelligent questions and a rather disturbing tendency to chuckle or even laugh at extreme violence. Tarantino knows his audience because he is one.

I won't go into the plot of "Inglourious Basterds" because it's very convoluted and complex, with plenty of surprising twists and turns that could be spoilers if I told you too much. I'm going to stick with tidbits of interest to readers of this gay porn blog. For instance:

Brad Pitt is sexy and swaggering as always playing a hot-shot hillbilly leader of an all-Jewish gang of Nazi hunters. He demands that each of his soldiers present him with no less than 100 Nazi scalps, and we see the process of several scalpings vividly. Brad's definitely rocking the hot daddy image.

A good deal of the cast were famous German actors. Maybe I see entirely too much gay porn, but many of them looked like gay porn stars.

My readers will take particular interest in a character called "The Bear Jew" who has a reputation for bashing in heads with a baseball bat. The Bear Jew makes his first appearance after a big build-up to terrorize captured Nazis. Gay fans of bears and bear cubs will drool over the hunky terrorist stud in dirty wife beater and suspenders. (see below) He's played by Eli Roth, the hot young director of "Hostel" and "Cabin Fever", who had to pack on 40 pounds of muscle to play the role. Move over Brad!

When asked to describe a "dream project", Tarantino explained that each of his movies are dream projects, "I am one of the fortunate people that get the chance to actually create my art the way I want to." True to his spirit of independent film making, he insisted that the first run of "Inglourious Basterds" be shown at as many single-screen theaters as possible. I applaud the whole concept of premiering a movie at an old movie palace like the Castro with the director sitting in the auditorium and answering questions afterward. (He actually sat in the same row as us!) It was not a tuxedo and slinky gown red carpet Hollywood affair, as Tarantino chose to arrive in a vintage 1940's Buick rather than a contemporary stretch limo. However, I think his film making technique continues to evolve and "Inglourious Basterds" has the look of a big, Hollywood blockbuster rather than the scrappy little indie films earlier in his career.