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Rentboy gave sexual massages to “Christian” antigay hypocrit who is secretly banging twink prostitutes

Josh T — Tue, 11 May 2010 03:36:59 +0000

Rentboy gave sexual massages to christian antigay hypocrit

Jo-vanni Roman — a k a Geo and Lucien — told Kaye that psychologist George A. Rekers, an officer of the conservative National Association for Research & Therapy of Homosexuality (NARTH) and a retired University of South Carolina professor, paid him $75 a day plus expenses to travel with him for two weeks in April to London and Madrid.

Included for the money: Roman, 20, would give nude “sexual” massages to Rekers, 61, every day during their trip, the younger man told Kaye.

Gay activists and bloggers have pounced on the story: Rekers, a well-known antigay activist, recently was paid more than $120,000 by Florida to testify in defense of the state’s gay-adoption ban.

Earlier this week, Rekers acknowledged traveling with Roman but denied having sex with him. The professor said he hired Roman to carry his luggage during their trip.

Rekers did not respond Friday to several e-mailed requests for comment.

Rekers said he learned of Roman’s travel services through “acquaintances.” Roman says Rekers hired him after viewing his seminude photos on Rentboy, a gay-sex website.

Lady GaGa “Telephone” Parody with Scott Brown & Sarah Palin “We’re Claiming Victory”

Josh T — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 19:36:15 +0000

Just because it made me laugh – and the twinkish star of the video is cute! A little late maybe…

www.twitter.com/theFellaGaGa

Freedom will never Surrender!!!!!!!!!

Hell Yeah!!!!!

Lyrics:

FELLA
Hello Harry Reid,
I saw you tried to reach me,
But I was just too busy,
Winnin my senate seat, seat.

You should have tried to talk,
When we were the minority,
But now that weve got 41,
Were claimin victory!
Were claimin victory!
Were claimin victory !
At 41 to 59,
Were claimin victory!

Gee wed love to help you out,
But weve got major debt,
Sure we might have caused it but,
We didnt care yet.

You-You tried to ram it through,
Now youre gonna get your due,
Take some tips from Barney Frank,
On how to get screwed!

Stop cryin, stop whinin,
I dont wanna listen no more,
I left my will to care on the Senate floor!

Stop lyin, stop buyin,
America dont want it no more,
The times run out on your damn healthcare reform!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA whos laughing nowww
Thats me HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
Its time part-TEA eeeeeeeeeee!

You can try all you want,
You can give it a shot,
But youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

Bipartisan talks,
Till Republicans walk,
Still youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

You can try and parade,
Poor people in my face,
But youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

You sank your boat,
Now watch me gloat,
Cause youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

SARAH PALIN
Hey this is great,
Im calling checkmate,
I told ya I would getcha,
This Palin you cant catch ha,
Energize the base you betcha,
Librul elites, you cannot beat the thrilla from Wasilla,
This bill were here to kill yeah,
Were takin over the hill ha!

FELLA
Now weve got you by the balls,
Well twist em all we can,
From health reform to cap n trade,
Iraq, Afghanistan.

SARAH PALIN
You Democrats are through,
I dont think you all understand,
I can see the future,
Cause its written on my hand!

Its written on my hand,
Yeah its written on my hand,

FELLA
Screw the left!

SARAH PALIN
Never gonna get crossed out,
Its written on my hand!

FELLA
Keep cryin, keep whinin,
I dont even hear it no more,
I left my will to care,
On the Senate floor!

Keep tryin, keep buyin,
Even if you get this bill passed,
Well never stop being a pain in your ass!

We-e-e-e-e-e-e
This bill we will delay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Lets play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

SARAH PALIN
Im here to stay-ay-ay

FELLA
You can give me what I want,
But Im still gonna flaunt,
That youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

Aint no debate,
This party is great,
And youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

Id rather see you squirm,
Than work on real reform,
So youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

You heard what I said,
This bill is dead,
Cause youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

My Senate Vote,
My-my-my-Senate Vote,
You can try and parade poor people in my face,
But youre not gonna get
My Senate Vote!

We dont want no healthcare
We still don’t want no healthcare
We dont want no healthcare
So keep your stinkin’ healthcare!
Yeah!

A sweet raw boy/boy party the type I used to be the star at – ahhhh memories

Josh T — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 04:09:34 +0000

I used to go to parties like this every weekend – go out to the clubs, do some great drugs, and after the closing head to somebodies gay house for the afterhours party. We’d get rid of the hangers on and do some more great drugs – for we were immortals and nothing could touch us – and put on some esoteric music that no-one else was cool enough to know about or understand, and we’d start to dance together, doing experimental movements and these incredibly erotic things that we thought of as performance art. We were dazzled by our own coolness and style.

And then we would start to fuck – and we would fuck until dawn. In and out of the shower, fucking and cleaning and watching fucking then fucking again. We were like greek gods, nothing was forbidden, everything was permissable, and sex was magic and charged with powers that turned us from gods back into ordinary young men. That was the ultimate magical act, using sex to become normal. And I know that seems odd, and maybe makes no sense, but we weren’t about making sense, we were about “NOT BEING STRAIGHT”, about not being subservient like the straights were subservient.

Yet, we needed to be straight enough to survive. Some of us didn’t. That’s a sad story that I don’t want to tell.

These boys reminded me of those days.

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HOMO JOCKS, no wait, that’s “Jocko Homo: How Gay is the Super Bowl?”

Josh T — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 02:50:10 +0000

I only watch it for the commercials. Who won again? Wait a minute, who was playing again?

“It may come as Piss Christ blasphemy to many, but there are those of us who Truly Do Not Give A Flaming Fuck who finished last in the league in rushing the ball or who led the league in defending tight ends or who had a hot flash during red-zone play-action passes (although that does sound provocative, now that you mention it).”

http://trueslant.com/markdery/2010/02/09/jocko-homo-how-gay-is-the-superbowl/

Homo Jockus - lolz found it on the web

“But for those with a functioning irony gland, he seemed, at the same time, to be hinting that real men, men who were truly comfortable with their own masculinity, didn’t need to strap on the prosthetic masculinity of the jock (whose very epithet reduces him to a big, swinging dick), the steroid-pumped weightlifter in his thong, the highway cop in mirrorshades and jackboots. The fact that all of the above are stock characters in homoerotic fantasy is no accident: their hyperbolized masculinity—what the postmodern theorist Arthur Kroker calls a “hysterical” masculinity, since it fairly screams its anxieties about its own manhood—ironically undermines itself, emphasizing not the impregnable masculinity of the subject but the social constructedness of gender—that is, the extent to which we’re all in drag.

Tim Burton’s Batman offers a readymade metaphor for the idea that masculinity is not something inherent in us, an act of nature, but something we put on, a figment of culture: the wimpy Michael Keaton becomes Batman only after being sealed in the huge, hulking batsuit. Transformed into an armored phallus with a sculpted six-pack, he speaks through gritted teeth, in the raspy monotone that, in American culture, is a benchmark of Real Manhood, from Duke Wayne to Dirty Harry. (Listen to interviews with icons of masculine power such as law-enforcement officials, Pentagon top brass or, better yet, football players and coaches, and you’ll hear the same terse, tough-talking, g-droppin’ tone, almost robotic in its flattened affect; emotional expression is for girls. And girlyboys.) The Batmobile, likewise, is all about masculinity as prosthesis, gender as put-on. It’s Darth Vader’s idea of a jet-propelled dildo on wheels, an Oscar Meyer Weinermobile retrofitted for the hysterical male. It uses its, er, glans as a battering ram and guards its orifices with heavy-metal shields that sphincter shut when threatened with penetration. (Yeah, sure, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, but cum on!)”

Hot hard hunky hunks – I need some cock

Josh T — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 02:51:30 +0000

It has been so crazy at work – so many people fired, and I’m having to work harder to make up for the missing hands and minds. I haven’t had much time to get out and look for new cocks. And I’m stressed out, although I’ve missed the executioners axe many times before, for all I know I might be given my walking papers monday morning.

So it’s saturday night, and I’m craving new experiences and new hard dicks, but I’m staying in to save money (in case I need it) and because its cold and because I’m more worried than usual about my coworkers seeing me with my arms around a man.

So I’m stroking my own dick instead of sucking someone elses – and this is what just got me off….

I think Savage may be wrong – “if he doesn’t enjoy buttfucking then he’s some sort of defective gay buttfucker”

Josh T — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 04:31:05 +0000

I was reading Dan Savage recently – he gives a fellow advice – and in this case I think he may have been entirely wrong, and missing the obvious. Here’s the advice – read it, and I’ll tell you what I think is “the obvious”:

Not the anal toilet plunger guy – BUY A DILDO YOU DOLT – but LIMP…

Go read the post.

http://www.eastbayexpress.com/artsculture/toilet_plunger_as_anal_sex_toy/Content?oid=1216066

My boyfriend always goes soft after he penetrates me. He’s come in me only a handful of times — and I’m a bottom! When it comes to oral, he doesn’t have trouble staying hard. Even more curious: The guy is only 21! Can someone that young really have “erectile dysfunction”? We’ve tried cock rings, and they don’t help: He can keep his hard-on for a little longer (enough time to get inside me without getting soft), but it doesn’t take long for him to get soft again. Dan, what do you think is going on? He’ll be super-hard when I’m sucking him off, then I’ll start jerking him a bit, then he’ll get inside me, and then a very short while later he’s soft. Is there anything we can do? Does he have ED?

Lover Is Missing Poundings

Your boyfriend is hard during oral sex and when you jerk his cock, LIMP, and only loses his erection when he’s in your ass or about to go in. Hmm. That doesn’t sound like ED to me — there’s no such thing as “act-specific ED” — but more like YBDLAS, or “your boyfriend doesn’t like anal sex.”

Your boyfriend may feel pressure to perform, LIMP, as being fucked is important to you. (Please tell me that he’s coming inside a condom when he comes inside you.) And he may feel some pressure to conform. Anal sex among gay men has been elevated to the status of vaginal sex among straight men, LIMP, in that it’s somehow become the defining sex act, despite the fact that roughly a quarter of all gay men don’t enjoy and don’t indulge in anal sex. Your boyfriend may be one of those guys, but he’s too inhibited to tell you how he feels because, hey, it’s buttfucking and he’s gay and all gay men are buttfuckers and if he doesn’t enjoy buttfucking then he’s some sort of defective gay buttfucker.

The very first thing that occured to me reading this story was this.

The boyfriend is doing coke or speed of some kind. The symptoms are classic – he can get hard with direct stimulation, but penetration is more of a whole body than a genital experience, so he loses his hard.

What do you think?

My “saddlebacking” definition for Dan Savage

Josh T — Thu, 29 Jan 2009 06:12:44 +0000

Here’s a big ‘fuck you too’ to the hater psuedochristians of the Saddleback Church! May the true God of this universe open their shrivelled hearts and take the fear from their underused minds.

And speaking of Rick Warren, pastor of Saddleback Church . . .

My life’s purpose over the past week was to read the thousands of proposed new definitions for “saddlebacking” sent in by my readers. As with the new definition of santorum crafted by Savage Love readers (“the frothy mix of lube and fecal matter that is sometimes a byproduct of anal sex”), the new definition of “saddlebacking” has to be some act that (1) needs a name but doesn’t already have one (we can’t just rename “reverse cowgirl,” people), and (2) is naughty enough to discomfort, say, a Reverend Warren—but is something that actual people might actually do because that’s the only way the actual word will actually get used.

SADDLEBACK is the new Santorum

My suggestion is pretty simple – and it happens to be one of my favorite sexual positions anyway. “Saddlebacking is face to face gay anal sex, in which the bottom holds his knees by his ears with his elbows (to make his ass the ’saddle’), and the top fucks him good while holding onto the ‘horn of the saddle’, which is of course his cock.”

I know, not very imaginative – but sincere! I couldn’t find a pic of a true saddleback, here’s a partial saddleback.

A half saddleback - bottom strokes his own cock while being fucked.

Hedwig and the Angry Inch playing on IFC

Josh T — Thu, 10 May 2007 04:06:34 +0000

I like the independent film channel. They play at least a few “gay” movies, and that’s nice to see. They’re playing “Hedwig and the Angry Inch”, which, in my opinion, isn’t really a gay movie, being about a crossdresser and transexual technically, but I just love the music.

Especially the song Angry Inch, because it’s a really pissed off blasting rant, and this society needs more of those.

What about you men? What movies do you like?

You know, I’ve never watched “Brokeback Mountain”. Does that make me a traitor to my kind?

On another front, I’m still fighting with the boyfriend – we’ve been broken up and back together a half dozen times now.

I don’t think I’m suited for monogamy. It’s my curse.

I went out to eat last night, and I got the cutest imagineable waiter, an almost stereotypical femme, so gorgeous, vaguely latino with gently curling brown hair, a tiny goatee, and silver jewelry. Oh, he was delicious. I almost asked him to get together, but realized it wouldn’t be the best way to handle the fighting with you know who.

But if you know who breaks up with me completely, I’m going back to that restaurant, and see if that waiter is still available.

Kirk/Spock + NIN = CLOSER

Josh T — Sun, 06 May 2007 18:42:04 +0000

One of my favorite dance songs of all time just got better…

Tell me this isn’t sweeeeeet.

Mor lolgay plz!

Josh T — Fri, 27 Apr 2007 20:38:18 +0000

I am still fighting with He Who Must Not Be Named.

Still FREAKED out. Can’t write.

But LOLGAY makes me laugh. Why? Dunno.

LOLGAY