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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The History of Voguing

Definition:
A dance form popular in the 1970s and 80s. Voguing began in the Harlem gay scene as a non-aggressive battle between two feuding individuals- who chose to use dance instead of violence to settle differences. Voguing often imitated the perfect lines and flexibility of model poses seen in fashion magazine such as Vogue- of the which the dance got its name. No touching was allowed during vogue challenges, even though dancers would often become intertwined in each others extended arms, legs and hand moves. The voguer with the best dance moves was declared the winner of the battle. There were different styles of the vogue, including pantomimes or moves imitating the challenger.

Though voguing originated in the Harlem ball scene, it entered mainstream homes with Madonna's hit single "Vogue". Voguing later evolved into popular fundraising shows and individual dance styles. Today, most houses use a type of dance called the j. sette to challenge each other.

Choreographer, dance and runway teacher Willi Ninja was considered one of the best voguers of all time.]

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

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Monday, August 29, 2011

The Buggery Act in the early years (England under Henry VIII)






There was no royal or parliamentary law against homosexual activity in England until 1533, but a number of medieval legal sources do discuss “sodomy:.

Fleta, xxxviii.3: Those who have dealings with Jews or Jewesses, those who commit bestiality, and sodomists, are to be buried alive after legal proof that they were atken in the act, and public conviction”
[Fleta, seu Commentarius Juris Anglicani, (London: 1735), as trans in Derrick Sherwin Bailey, Homosexuality and the Western Christian Tradition, (London: Longmans, Green, 1955), 145]
Bailey notes that it is improbable that the penalty or burial alive was ever inflicted in medieval times [although Tacitus refers to it among ancient Germans in Germania 12].

Britton, i.10: “Let enquiry also be made of those who feloniously in time of peace have burnt other’s corn or houses, and those who are attainted thereof shall be burnt, so that they might be punished in like manner as they have offended. The same sentence shall be passed upon sorcerers, sorceresses, renegades, sodomists, and heretics publicly convicted”
[Britton, ed. F.M. Nichols, (Oxford: 1865), Vol 1:41-42 and Bailey, 146]
Bailey notes that this implies a process in which ecclesiastical courts made the charges and convictions and the state put them into effect. There do not seem, however, to have been serious efforts made to put theory into practice. The preamble to the 1533 Law seems to make this clear.

25 Henry VIII. C6
Le Roy le veult”Forasmuch as there is not yet sufficient and condign punishment appointed and limited by the due course of the Laws of this Realm for the detestable and abominable Vice of Buggery committed with mankind of beast: It may therefore please the King’s Highness with the assent of the Lords Spiritual and the Commons of this present parliament assembled, that it may be enacted by the authority of the same, that the same offence be from henceforth ajudged Felony and that such an order and form of process therein to be used against the offenders as in cases of felony at the Common law. And that the offenders being herof convict by verdict confession or outlawry shall suffer such pains of death and losses and penalties of their good chattels debts lands tenements and hereditaments as felons do according to the Common Laws of this Realme. And that no person offending in any such offence shall be admitted to his Clergy, And that Justices of the Peace shall have power and authority within the limits of their commissions and Jurisdictions to hear and determine the said offence, as they do in the cases of other felonies. This Act to endure till the last day. of the next Parliament”
[Bailey, 147-148, and H. Montgomery Hyde, The Love That Dared Not Speak Its Name: A Candid History of Homosexuality in Britain, (Boston: Little, Brown, 1970) [British title: The Other Love]
Note that the law only ran until the end of the next Parliament. The law was reenacted three times, and then in 1541 it was enacted to continue in force for ever. In 1547, Edward VI’s first Parliament repealed all felonies created in the last reign [I Edw. VI. C.12]. In 1548 the provisions of the 1533 Act were given new force, with minor amendments – the penalty remained death, but goods and lands were not forfeit, and the rights of wives and heirs were safeguarded. Mary’s accession brought about the repeal of all Edward’s acts in 1548 [1 Mar c.1]. It was not until 1563, that Elizabeth I’s second Parliament reenacted the law [5 Eliz I. C.17] and the law of 1533 (not 1548) were given permanent force.
In 1828, the statute of 1563 was revoked by a consolidating act, but the death penalty was retained. In 1861 life imprisonment, or a jail time of at least ten years, was substituted for the death penalty. All these laws were against buggery, and indeed the law of 1828 had discussed matters of proof in terms of penetration. Note that other sexual activities were not specifically criminalised.
In 1885 Mr. Labouchere introduced an amendment to the Criminal Amendment Act of 1885. It read:-
48&49 Vict. c.69, 11: “Any male person who, in public or private, commits or is party to the commission of, or procures or attempts to procure the commission by any male person of any act of gross indecency with another male person, shall be guilty of a misdemeanour, and being convicted thereof shall be liable at the discretion of the Court to be imprisoned for any term not exceeding two years, with or without hard labour”
So for the first time private acts were brought under the scope of the law, as were acts other than anal penetration. This became the famous blackmailer’s charter, and was the law used to convict Oscar Wilde.
[for all the above see Bailey 145-152]
It was the Act of 1533, then, which first made buggery an offense under English criminal law. This law survived in various forms England until 1967, although it was amended in 1861 to substitute life imprisonment for the penalties of death and forfeiture of property.
But the direct effects of this law were not restricted to England. Because of England’s success as a colonial power, and its tendency to impose its entire legal structure on the ruled areas, legal prohibitions against homosexual activity derived from this law extended well outside England. In Scotland, for instance, (which has a separate legal system) the law was not changed until 1979. In many American states “sodomy” laws are still on the books, as also in former British colonies in the Caribbean.

The original document of 1533 survives – select the link for a a jpg image
.[ref. H. Montgomery Hyde, The Love That Dared Not Speak Its Name: A Candid History of Homosexuality in Britain, (Boston: Little, Brown, 1970)]
source: fordham.edu
Under Henry VIII, what was once the domain of ecclesiastical punishment became a parliamentary matter. Sodomy, or buggery as it was referred to then, became a capital offence. In fact, Walter Hungerford, 1st Baron Hungerford of Heytesbury, became the first person to be executed under the law in 1540, although it is interesting to note that Sir Walter was in fact implicated in an insurrection against the king.
Thus began in England, more than five centuries ago the buggery law.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Veteran Jamaican singer speaks gay rights in song part 2 ..... full "Tolerance" CD launched


The Voice Newspaper out of London carried an interview with the US based Reggae singer following news of a single from the artist named Mistah Majah now comes an entire album which is being hailed as the first pro gay album in the genre. Have a read of the report:

BREAKING TABOOS: Mistah Majah

A US based singer has decided to taken on broken one of reggae’s biggest taboos by making an album that supports gay rights.

Jamaican-born Mista Mahaj P, who lives in Oakland, California, released the album called Tolerance last month, telling The Voice he did so in a bid to tackle homophobia and hypocritical attitudes about the issue among people in his native Jamaica and elsewhere in the world.

He said having lived away from Jamaica for years, he decided to “set the record straight” after being barraged by stereotypical comments that wrongly painted all Jamaicans as people who hate gays.

On the album, Mista Majah P, who is NOT gay, calls for love and tolerance, through tracks such as Gay Marriage, A Letter To Bruce Golding and Gay Adoption in which he argues that there is nothing wrong with same sex couples adopting children and getting married.

“The reason for doing this pro-gay album is to try and stop the ignorance that people - not only Jamaicans -have toward lgbt (Lesbian, Gay and Transgender) people,” he said via email and his manager. “This album is an education and the beginning to let us break down the wall and start a conversation between gay and straight (people).

He added: “The reason I (also) did it is because of the way reggae artist has become so hypocritical and spreading lie,” he told The Voice via email and his manager. “Where I live we have a big gay population and when they (reggae artistes) come here, they perform for a majority gay audience and perform in the gay establishment; take the money and go back to where ever not telling the truth. I think that a double standard. Don’t take their money and then bash them.”

CONTROVERSIAL: Majah’s album Tolerance, tracklist

Majah has won a clutch of Canadian Reggae Music Awards as well as performing all over Canada and the US.
Since the album’s release, Mistah Majah has won support from gay rights groups. However he is also fearing a backlash, telling The Voice he has received death threats and has been warned he cannot come back to Jamaica.

“...The response from fellow Jamaicans has two sides” he revealed “Some agree and some disagree. Some people are stunned saying ‘oh no he did not do or say what I think I heard’. Others say this should have been done a long time ago. But I have been accused of trying to change reggae music; getting death threat; certain friend don’t talk to me no more; certain Jamaican leave the room if I show up (and) been called gay derogatory names…There is a big backlash going on. I was told I cannot come back to Jamaica because I am a traitor for speaking out about the treatment of gay in Jamaica and worldwide.”

But despite the death threats, he has no regrets about making the album.

“This is just the start. Reggae needs to take a different direction. We need to find and bring back the love in ah reggae music. Reggae music use to be about love and unity (and) also revolution music. Now it all about division and killing and bling bling…

“Jamaican reggae artist start to act like the gay community should not listen to reggae music - like it not for them. That has to change. Reggae music is for everybody (and) that’s why I am here to break down that wall…showing Jamaicans and the world that tolerance is needed; gay have right and they are people and they need to be respected and they are a part of society.”

UK Gay rights group, Stonewall, welcomed the album, saying it welcomes any move that would help tackle homophobia. Over the years, there have been widespread cancellations of dancehall concerts from artistes such as Sizzla, Beenie Man, Buju Banton, Elephant Man, Vybz Kartel, Capleton, and Bounty Killer after gay activists ran a “Stop the Murder Music” campaign that said homophobic song lyrics incite people to kill gay people. In 2005, an agreement was reached between gay rights groups and a group of promoters and labels representing the reggae industry in which some artistes pledged not to use anti-gay lyrics in their records and at live performances. However, some artistes have since used the anti-gay lyrics.

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The Aggressives

This striking and illuminating documentary explores and exposes the secret subculture of New York lesbians living as "aggressives." Often mistaken for men, these women range from pretty tomboys to the blatantly butch, boldly creating their own identities outside of society's established sexual categories. Stripped of pretense, they lead us to fashion shoots and prison cells to reveal their work lives, love lives and social lives, including the underground "ball" scene where lesbians compete for lead "AG" status. The resulting documentary is the culmination of five years spent uncovering the "no apologies" lifestyle of six self-defined aggressives as they define their dreams, share their most intimate secrets and reveal their deepest fears. The female counterpart to Paris is Burning, this heartfelt all-access film exposes the AG community in all its unabashed, rough-edged glory and explores its impact on gender identity in the modern world.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

MADtv Gay Plumber


Over-confident gay guy goes to a fast food restaurant

If the world was only like this. I'm gay! We dont care! next customer ... lol

THE LXG CALENDAR


Dre Moore

Damian Clarke, Dary Holder, Greg Willams

Dre Moore

Jamallo Husbands


Cary Holder

Greg Willams



Greg’s calen-dare GREG WILLIAMS (left) and Damien Clarke, the architects behind the all-male calendar. (MG)
Cary Holder

By YVETTE BEST

THERE IS  a new league in town that has already set tongues wagging.
They call themselves the League Of Xtreme Gentlemen and five of them appear in various state of undress on a special kind of calendar for each month of 2011.

It’s all guys, but the man behind the project, Greg Williams, said it was conceptualised with the ladies in mind.
“Woman don’t have any eye candy. There is nothing provided for women; everything is done for men. So I think it is time that women have their own eye candy on a yearly basis,” Williams told WE.

According to him, women were already approaching him saying the calendar was “long overdue”.

“Women like to have their imagery as well, just like men, so why are we only providing imagery for men of women? And women make up the masses. I going with the masses, I not going with the minority,” he stated.
Dre Moore
It took four years to come to fruition, and Williams said he had so much confidence in his idea that he ploughed ahead even though there were only four sponsors on board. He sought the required funding to fill the shortfall. The entire production process itself took three months.
“I had to prove to people that I could produce a quality calendar, and that it was going to be as good as international standard, that people will want to have in their homes,” he said, adding that he was evening out the odds for women with the calendar.

Williams said the featured gentlemen, who are either fitness trainers or members of a leading health club, had to have a particular look.

Greg Willams
“I wanted everyone to have a particular fit look, almost to the point of a Greek god. Everyone had to have a certain musculature, and not to be that massive muscle body, ’cause women are not into that muscle body anymore – they want the chiselled abs, the tight butt and the perfect body. The perfect body is of a certain symmetry, not the overly muscular so everyone for me, for the  first calendar especially, had to have that perfect symmetry with their bodies,” Williams explained.

He said he had not given much thought to people saying the calendar was filled with gay men.

“They’re not. So I’m not worried. If because it’s anything with men you automatically assume that it’s going to be gay, that is your perogative, that’s your own mentality . . . . I know it’s not. Someone may look at this and think that it’s art; someone could look at this and think that it’s not . . . . Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so how someone interprets something is entirely up to them. I’m dealing with the masses and not with the minority,” he stated.

Damian Clarke
The photography was done by Julie Webster and the styling and creative directing by Williams. He said he and partner Damian Clarke, who founded the league, were working on an Xtreme Model Search, and Williams promised there would be 12 gentlemen on the 2012 calendar.

Even though the calendar was still being printed when Williams spoke to WE, he said they were already getting offers to appear at functions but declined to be more specific.

Kingofgaymusic

For Stars like 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, and Mary J Blige, art often imitates reality! Whether it’s constant beef, growing up in the hood, or random heartbreak, these real life situations become award winning tunes for our ears, and intoxicating 2 our souls! This also holds true for a young boy with a gifted raspy voice from Chicago named J.R. who uses his life experiences along with sexual preference to drive a message of freedom, self expression, and respect to the heterosexual masses!

Known as the world’s first openly GAY rapper and singer, J.R. started his crusade in 1998 with his 1st independent release from a Bottoms Perspective! This album garnered lots of respect from the straight community, but led to scrutiny from his own community!

Things changed a bit more with the juggernauts 2nd release OOPS! I DATED A QUEEN. Songs like “BUST A NUT” and “NEED A MAN” were strong and straight to the point! But it was this album that J.R. coined the two phrases SCANDCIOUS and INDEFAGABLE!

THE 3RD ALBUM J.R. STYLE was his break through CD/DVD set! This was the album that the biggest record of his career came from WAIT THE GAY VERSION! Gay Clubs all over the U.S. played his Gay record breaking smash… and it’s still highly requested to this day!

CHOCOLATE CREAM was the 4th album in 2007 the songs “PARTYLINE” and “I’M IN WITH WITH A CRACKHEAD” were instant smashes. Using all genres of music to bring across a message made for gay people is J.R.’s number one goal.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Rihanna - Cheers (Drink To That)

It's the freakin' weekend baby, so what does that mean? It's time to unwind by getting wasted! This is the admirable message shown in Rihanna's "Cheers (Drink to That)" music video, which also features the singer's new BFF, Avril Lavigne (who knew?). And yes, those "Yeah, Yeah's" are Avril's musical contributions and they are crucial to the song. There's really nothing like watching people get crunk and making bad life decisions, but hey, as long as you had a blast, that's all that matters, right? Don't get me wrong, I'm all about letting losing after a hard work week, but there's a difference in drinking to get drunk and drinking to relax -- the video seems to promote one over the other. But I do like how they included footage from Rihanna's tours into the mix, and even Kanye West and Jay-Z make cameo appearances, so it's got that going for it. The song is definitely catchy in itself and certainly clubbing material. So, if you're feeling stressed out from a terrible work week, use this video for inspiration as to how to spend your weekend (this is how great ideas are born). Just remember, "Don't let the bastards get you down, turn it around with another round." Cheers -- and let the bad decisions roll!

Rihanna, ‘Cheers (Drink to That)’ – Song Review

Rihanna Cheers Rihanna is raising a glass with her new single, ‘Cheers (Drink to That).’ The song is infused with the tropical, island groove that she has explored on ‘Loud’ and which harks back to her upbringing in Barbados.
We love the lazy, reggae cadence she adopts when singing “Everybody put your glasses up / And I drink to that.” Expect to hear this tune bellowing at your local watering hole, dive bar or club, since it’s “cheers for the freakin’ weekend.”
Rihanna sings like she spent an entire day outside, the sun kissing her face and now she is at an outdoor bar, with her Ray-Bans on, looking for a hook up as she lets the “Jameson sink in” and reminds us to “don’t let the b—–d get you down.”
The choruses are filled out by a female voice singing “Yeah, yeah,” complementing RiRi’s island style. She could change her name to Rihanna Marley with this song and no one would be surprised. And you could listen to ‘Cheers (Drink to That)’ in Wisconsin in January and it’ll instantly transport you to July at the shore. There’s also a guitar groove that anchors the song and gives it that island feel.
Rihanna also reminds us that “life is too short to sit around being miserable” and “people gonna talk whether you’re doing bad or good.” Forget arguments or getting in fights. The song lifts spirits by celebrating the consumption of spirits. It’s RiRi at her most reggae and at her least polished. She is veering off the path a little and we like it.
The song, which was produced by hip-hop duo the Runners, includes a singalong, too, lending itself to that communal, “let’s toss one back” energy of the song.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

RICARDO JUNIOR THE BLACK


"Paris is Burning"

Paris Dupree Dies, Namesake of Film and Ball "Paris is Burning"

PARIS DUPREE
Very sad news to report. Paris Dupree has passed. Dupree was one of the legendary names of New York City's ballroom community. Paris was the founding mother of the House of Dupree and her annual grand ball "Paris is Burning" inspired Jennie Livingston's iconic 1990 documentary of the same name.
Details of Dupree’s death remain unconfirmed, but friends and fans began Tweeting “R.I.P. Paris Dupree” on August 15. She was living in New York City at the time of her passing. Dupree made her mark as one of the “big five” House mothers in New York’s ballroom scene. She founded the House of Dupree in the 1970’s alongside her fellow mothers Angie Xtravaganza, Dorian Corey, Avis Pendavis and Pepper LaBeijia.
"The ballroom runway ‘Grand Prize Competition’ in heaven got a bit thicker this week with the passing of Mother Paris Dupree," says famed performer Karl Xtravaganza. "Her death signals the end of an era."
Dupree’s passing also came at a very emotional time for the ballroom community, with two other deaths reported in the last few days, performers Kevin Magnifique Milan and Leo Xtravaganza.
2011_08_25_PARIS_IS_BURNING2 Dupree is seen on the Paris is Burning DVD cover at upper right in the black hat.
Dupree's passing marks the end of an era, notes Monica Roberts. "Dupree was one of the last Big Five founding house mothers who appeared in the documentary still alive. Angie Xtravaganza, Dorian Corey, Avis Pendavis and Pepper LaBeijia [all] preceded Dupree in death."
Dupree was remembered last Saturday at GMHC's Latex Ball, reports Steve Lewis at Blackbook.
Jennie Livingston came to The Latex Ball and said a few words. She also produced a very excellent tribute to Paris Dupree, who was the last of the "great mothers" of the Houses of the Ballroom community. Paris Dupree was missing Saturday night. Her passing and the passing of so many others this year and in recent years set a sad tone at the usually happy gathering. The short documentary captured the essence of a legend. Her attitude for the ages underscored the meaning of the whole affair.
There is a backstory to Dupree and Paris is Burning that many people today do not know. Dupree and several other performers sued Livingston and Miramax Pictures in 1990 for a share of the film's profits. Dupree and others said they were deceived about the film's purpose and wanted compensation. "DuPree sought the largest settlement with $40 million for unauthorized use of her ball, with other performers seeking sums of a few thousand." The suits were eventually settled out of court.
In Paris is Burning, one of the standout moments is when Dupree rips the wig off her head and yells "Butch, Queen!" to the judges. Fierceness 501 from a true ballroom icon. Watch that scene, Dupree on the microphone in her "Paris is Burning 1991" ball and a memorial video AFTER THE JUMP...

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Open Relationships

Open Relationships

If anyone has experience with open relationships, it’s Cole Maverick and Hunter. The Maverick Men—as known by their fan following at MaverickMen.com—are Boston-based porn stars who started their career at XTube, and after accumulating more than 80 million video views, created their own interactive website.
Cole and Hunter weren’t always porn stars. In fact, they used to be just your average couple with full-time 9-to-5 jobs. They each had busy work schedules, plenty of bills, and the same aspirations as any loving couple trying to make it in a big city. The problem was, they never got to spend time with one another.  Work interfered with date nights, vacations, and long mornings in bed together. They desperately wanted a change.
Cole and Hunter stumbled upon a porn career almost by accident, after placing a homemade porn video on the Internet.  Since then it’s been an exciting, thrilling time for them, but not without its challenges.
This year, Cole and Hunter released a book about their relationship and their transition from working-class jobs to explosive porn careers. The book, entitled “Maverick Men: The True Story Behind the Videos,” is part-erotica and part-love story. It also gives a great biographical account of a couple choosing to open their relationship to new sexual partners in a safe and healthy way.
Even before porn, and still today, the Maverick Men have always just been two guys in love with one another. They never defined their relationship as monogamous, even from the beginning, but when the conversation of an open relationship came up, they tackled it and embraced it. Whether it was a case of being open to a casual hookup or a filmed threesome, Cole and Hunter created rules, set standards for honesty, and put each other first.
Some rules got broken, and the crazy stories of their first year experimenting with an open relationship are well-documented in their book. But aside from the occasional drama, these guys have proved that open relationships—when done in a healthy and honest way—can work wonders in and outside the bedroom.
EXCERPT (FROM CHAPTER 10): After the success of their first video, Cole and Hunter are prompted by a friend to start doing on-camera threesomes.  Afterwards they talk with each other about the practicality of threesomes, safe sex, and the strains of an open sex life on their relationship
“To my good friends, who are changing the face of porn forever,” Paul said, with his champagne glass high in the air.  “And by face, Cole, I mean I’ve never seen an older son-of-a-bitch sell more videos than you, my friend.”
“They must be watching for Hunter,” I joked, and rubbed my partner’s neck with my free hand.  “I’d pay every day to watch him on video.”
Hunter blushed as he took a sip from his champagne glass.  Paul had been kind enough to invite us down the hallway for drinks on Saturday night.  He wanted to celebrate our XTube success, and chew my ear off for not telling him about the financial problems Hunter and I had been having.  I felt bad for not telling him about the Marinelli bullshit and the gym incident, but it was such a rough time for Hunter and I that I just wanted to focus on getting out of the dumps.  I knew Paul would’ve been right there to help, but a big part of me wanted to do it on my own.
“You know, Ron is a real douche bag to give you guys a scare like that.”
“Let’s not point fingers,” I replied, but Paul shook his head like he didn’t want to hear it.
“Who else could it have been?  Come on, let’s be real.  I know he’s always had a crush on you, Cole.  When you were with your ex, and now with Hunter, and he probably saw those videos, got super-jealous, and after wacking off to you thirty times—.”
“Okay, okay, that’s enough,” I said, holding both palms in the air.  “I don’t wanna ruin my dinner.”
“Fair enough.  But if I see that asshole on the street I’m gonna set him straight,” Paul aggressively replied.
“Please, you wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
“Those were the old days,” Paul told me.  “I’m a new man.  Back on the prowl.”
“Have you seen any guys lately?” Hunter asked him.
“Still working on that.  I think you two need to send some my way!  I can just imagine the fan mail you get.”
“It’s been pretty cool,” Hunter said.  “Great response to our videos.”
“When are you going to start fucking fans on-camera?” Paul asked.
“What do you mean?”
“You can’t just have two-ways.  I don’t know any porn couple out there who only have sex with each other.  You need to introduce new, hot men into your sex life.  People want to see threesomes.  Keeps things fresh.”
I looked at Hunter, who had an awkward look on his face.  I knew he wasn’t uncomfortable with the question, but like me he hadn’t really thought about changing our videos to accommodate a third partner.  So far it had just been us, and we’d been doing really well.  But Paul did have a point.  Every day fans would write to us, asking to hook up if we ever came their way.
“I don’t know if I wanna get into all that,” I replied.  “Then you need to deal with forms and HIV testing and contracts and all this other crap.  We’d probably have to pay them, like hiring porn actors or something.  We’re not paying each other to have sex on-camera, and I think that’s what makes it hot.  It’s just—natural.”
“This is the XTube generation,” Paul replied.  “Get some little bottoms who will do it for free, just because they like you guys.  That’ll seem more natural anyway.  You don’t want any big tops.  Alpha male one and two are right here.  I swear to God.  Find some great bottoms who love you guys and want to hook up with you just for the sake of good sex.”
“But if we’re going to be putting it online and charging people, we can’t just not pay them,” I replied.
“These are inconsequential details, Cole,” Paul replied.  “There are a million options.  Give them a check, a percentage, some material shit—take them on vacation.  I don’t care what you do with the money.  Just make the money.  At some point nobody is going to be downloading your videos anymore, and that’s the sad truth of life.  So in the meantime, ride this baby out, and have a good time!”
“You really think threesomes are the answer?” Hunter asked.  I could sense the skepticism in his voice.  I didn’t know how I felt about it either.  Hunter and I hadn’t even explored a real threesome together yet, let alone doing one on-camera.  We’d talked in the past about an open relationship, but our sexual attraction for each other was still so strong that neither of us really needed anything open.
“I think you two are foolish if you don’t give it a try,” Paul said.  “Test it out.  Guarantee the first video blows up the last one you put out.”
“Why can’t we just keep it between us?” I asked him.
“One-on-one videos?  Viewers will get tired of it.  You’re both men, you know how it is.  Sexual attraction is raw and fleeting.  Keep it interesting.  You guys are in a new relationship, and it’s with the millions of gay guys who watch online porn.  Don’t let that marriage get stale.  Keep it fresh, and they’ll keep coming back.”
Hunter and I turned to look at each other with the same hesitation in our eyes.  I could tell what he was thinking.  Paul had made a lot of good points, but the decision wasn’t going to be that simple.  Money was one thing, but my relationship with Hunter was sacred and special.  I didn’t want to do anything that would fuck it up.  But, if this could be our ticket to a more relaxed life together, without all the pressures of a nine to five—or in Hunter’s case, 10 AM to midnight—job, then it was worth a shot.
“We’ll think about it,” I carefully replied, and lifted the champagne glass to my lips.
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Paul’s suggestion had sparked my curiosity.  As soon as we got back to the apartment, Hunter went off to take a shower and prepare for bed, and I glued myself to the computer.  I sought out any and every gay couple that released videos on XTube.  I didn’t find many, but there seemed to be a familiar theme.  Threesomes were in.  Paul had made a valuable point.  I would’ve loved to just do videos with Hunter, but would there come a time when people would get sick of seeing just the two of us on camera?
The idea of filming threesomes worried me, and I guess because it was getting closer to the studio feel.  I didn’t know for sure, but I assumed finding third persons would mean a whole new process.  We’d have to sign contracts, keep tabs on royalties, and probably deal with a bunch of other issues.  What if we found someone perfect, signed the contract, and then as soon as the video came out they decided they wanted to shut it down?  Would we keep the video up and profit from it, or be the good guys and take it offline?  I knew that if we were to do threesomes, we’d be going after younger guys.  Maybe someone in their early twenties to add that third generation to our mix.  My only issue was dealing with that age range.  How many kids at twenty years old would confidently know that they want to be floating around the web forever?
“What do you think?” Hunter asked as he came up the ladder leading to the second floor.  The lower half of his body was wrapped in a white towel, and his hair was wet and pulled back.
“I think it makes sense,” I replied.  “Just a lot to think about.”
Hunter slowly walked over to the bed, and sat down so that he was facing the computer desk.  He folded his arms on his knees, so that his thick, muscular pecs pressed outwards, hanging above his abs.
“I want to quit my job,” he said, with such assurance that it seemed like he was ready to do anything to leave the restaurant.  “I want to do this.  If you think it’ll be better for us to focus on threesomes, then let’s do it.  We just need rules.  I mean—we haven’t even had a regular threesome yet.”
“What do you think about threesomes?” I asked him, and set the computer on its screensaver so that I could join my partner on the bed.  As he rubbed his lips together and thought about the question, I walked over to the bed and took a seat right next to him, wrapping my arm around the soft skin of his back.
“I don’t need them,” he replied, quickly turning so that his eyes were staring into mine.  “But I know that monogamy isn’t always practical.  And I don’t ever want to get to a point where—well, when we’re fighting or doing something behind each other’s back.  I just wanna be as open as possible, and share everything with you.”
“I love you more than anything in the world,” I said as I massaged his back.  “You’re so important to me.  You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?  I mean—look at me,” I said, and pointed to my crotch, where my dick had already sprung out from underneath my shorts.  “All I have to do is touch you and I get like this.”
Hunter blushed, and he reached his hand down into my shorts, squeezing my erection with his fingers.
“I don’t have any doubts,” he said.  “I just want you to know that I’ll try threesomes.  On video—and off, if you really want.  We just need to have rules.  Like, our rules of engagement.”
“That’s good,” I jokingly replied.  “How about no kissing.”  I relaxed my body as Hunter’s fingers tickled along the head of my cock.  “And neither of us bottom.  We only do that for each other.”
“So wait—basically that rule just means that I’m not allowed to bottom for anyone else?” Hunter asked me.
“Well—I only want you to bottom for me.  I’m your partner.  Your ass is mine, just like certain things of mine are yours.  It’s different,” I said, trying to defend my request, although I could instantly tell by Hunter’s face that I’d probably worded it the wrong way.
“How is that fair?”
“Hunter, why would I wanna sit here and watch you get pounded by some stranger?” I replied.
“You’re such an Italian alpha male,” he said, and playfully rolled his eyes.  “What if it’s just sitting here and watching me be pleasured?”
“Well do you want to bottom for other guys?”
“No,” he said.  “I don’t know.  But I’m afraid that if I’m not allowed to bottom, then the type of guys we’ll be meeting won’t be my type.  Paul said the word twink like twenty times tonight, but I’m not really into twinks.  I don’t want to just be meeting twinks or guys who look like me, because then the threesomes are just to your benefit and not mine.  We need to mix it up.  Get some top vers guys that will bottom for us.”
“I understand,” I softly replied, giving him a moment to calm down.  “How about we do this: if we’re hooking up for a video, we pick guys who are fun, cute, will become friends of ours, and will make a great video.  When we’re hooking up outside of videos, we both have to approve them in order to meet them.”
“So you only want to be open together?” Hunter asked.  He turned to face me again, and I got the feeling that he thought this new openness meant I’d want to fool around on the side.
“Nobody does for me what you do.  You’re the most important man in my life.  Anyone who wants to meet me better want to meet you too, otherwise it’s not happening.  If someday we want to be open outside of threesomes, we’ll talk to each other, and bring it up then.  Hunter, I want you to quit your job so we can be together all the time!  The last thing I want is more time away, to fuck around with some trick.”
Hunter lowered his head and smiled.  His hand was still moving along my hard cock, massaging the soft skin under the head.  I hoped he knew how madly in love with him I was.  I didn’t think that we needed to make our relationship more open.  Our sex life was going great, and I was more attracted to him than ever.  I knew we’d find a way to experiment with these threesomes, and have a good time, and I just hoped that my relationship with Hunter would stay strong throughout.
“So no kissing or bottoming,” Hunter said, repeating the two rules we’d created.  “And unless it’s for a video, I don’t want to see someone more than once.  Unless we really click, and they become a buddy, you know?  Oh—and nobody sleeps in the bed with us.”
“Yeah, I agree.  No one in our bed,” I replied, and knew exactly what was going through Hunter’s head with that one.  He was probably scared to death that some twink with a daddy/muscle top fetish would start hooking up with us and suddenly want to become a houseboy.  We knew how to cook and do our own laundry, so we weren’t exactly looking for that kind of a relationship.  At least not yet.
“Anything else?” Hunter asked me, a pensive look on his face as he thought about any problems that might come up for opening our relationship to new sexual partners.
“Yeah, we’re missing a big one,” I said.  “I like bareback.”
“You do like bareback,” he replied, and his eyes lit up.  “Well can you use a condom when we have threesomes?”
“What am I—gonna fuck you without one and then put one on for them, and go back and forth?  I don’t want our threesomes to be a fucking carousel.”
“You’re crazy,” Hunter told me.  “I love bareback sex too, I’m not arguing with you.  It sucks when you have a great, thick erection, and as soon as you put a condom on it your dick starts to deflate.  Can we just get lots of testing kits?  I mean—it depends who we’re talking about, right?  Because at least for me, if I was going over some guy’s house, and he was like hey, do you wanna take this testing kit before we fuck, I’d probably lose my interest.”
“Good point.  So we’ll do it before the day of the hookup.  And for videos it’ll be an absolute requirement.  We all go together, and use it as a chance to get to know each other if we haven’t met yet.  That way everyone gets tested together, and everyone gets an answer together.”
“I like that idea a lot,” Hunter replied, nodding his head.  “You think guys will be okay with doing bareback videos with us?  It might narrow the field of people willing to film with us.”
“Well, it’s just about trust,” I told him.  “We’ll all get tested together and get answers at the same time.  And if they’re cool, and they think we’re cool guys, and we all have the piece of paper to prove we’re totally safe and clean, then what is there to worry about?  There’s nothing more beautiful than bareback sex, and if we can manage to do it in a way that’s safe and enjoyable, every hook-up is gonna feel great, and look great on-camera too.”
“Just be prepared for some backlash,” Hunter said.
“Don’t worry about what people think.  It’s not like we’re pulling guys off the street and fucking everyone and everything without getting tested.  I’ll get tested three times a week if it means we can have hot, uninhibited fun with our guys.  And if the guys aren’t into it, then we either use condoms or don’t meet them.  It’s time that people stop being so fucking afraid of bareback sex.  STDs don’t get spread during bareback sex when both guys are clean.  Infections happen when people don’t know who they’re fucking.”
“Don’t forget, with open relationships, sometimes boyfriends give it to each other,” Hunter said, and took a deep breath.  He had that worried expression on his face again.  I knew it would take a long time for all this open relationship stuff to settle.  It could be years before we were totally comfortable with an open relationship, but I was up for the challenge.
“You’re right, they do.  But sometimes long-time couples drift apart, and they no longer know who they’re waking up next to every morning.  I don’t think that’ll happen with us.  We just need to be totally honest with each other.  You think you’re up for that?”
“Yeah, I can handle that.”
“Then it’s a deal.  Our rules of engagement.”
“You think we should try this first with someone for a video, or someone just for fun?” he asked.  The same thought was running through my head.  I wondered if our first threesome would seem any different if it was on-camera versus off.  In fact, I wondered if off-camera might even be stranger.  At least on-camera, all the emotions surrounding our first time with a third person might be repressed by the fact that we were all just doing something fun that would appear online.
“How about I’ll search online, and we’ll see what happens,” I said.  “If they wanna do a video, we’ll do one.  If not, then it’ll just be a hookup.  Sex isn’t anything new to us, so this’ll just be sex with someone else.”
“Easily said.  This open stuff can fuck with emotions though.”
“Hey—,” I gently squeezed Hunter’s shoulder and pulled him a little so that he put his eyes back on mine.  “Two things.  First—we’ve got this.  We can handle this, and we’re gonna have fun doing it.”
“I know.”  A small smile appeared on his face.
“And two—if you don’t do something with this hard cock in your hand, then I’m gonna attack you right now.”
“Oh yeah?” Hunter made this coy grin, and immediately released his hand from my dick.
“That’s it!”
As I leaped at my partner, I tried to put the open relationship talk out of my mind.  I was so happy with my relationship, and I was willing to do anything to make our lives better.  And I have to admit, somewhere deep inside me I was going crazy thinking about how hot it would be for my boy Hunter to fuck the hell out of some twink.  Him fucking the kid on one end, and me face-fucking him on the other.  What a fantasy.
If on-camera threesomes were the answer, then I was ready and willing.  Hell, I’d do ten-man orgies if it meant we could quit our jobs and just enjoy a new life together.  Well—maybe not ten guys at once.  But I did have a great feeling that venturing into threesomes would give us a chance to meet some cool new people, and maybe not feel so alone in the sea of XTube users.  I wanted to develop our own little A-Team, although the only mission that this A-Team would be implementing was to fuck the hell out of each other on a daily basis.
We had just barely gotten our rent check in on time, but there were many more months of rent to pay for.  Not to mention an expensive desktop and a costly—and extinct—gym membership, all sitting on credit cards that were just waiting to fuck us with high interest.  We needed a lifestyle change.  Badly.  And even though I had no idea what was going to come out of this open relationship, I just hoped that it would make Hunter and I stronger.  Looking back to that night when we agreed to start having threesomes, I wish I’d known just how much drama was going to follow our decision.  We’d dived into our open relationship head first, praying that the worst of times were behind us.  We couldn’t have been more incorrect.

Partner Abuse

Partner Abuse

Intimate Partner Abuse / Domestic Violence

Domestic Violence can sometimes be a misleading term. It has led many people to think of abusive relationships as having only a physically violent component and taking place in the home. Although both these things may be true in some cases overall it’s misleading and misses the bigger picture. Intimate partner abuse (IPA) is another term for it and more accurately describes the realities that can occur in abusive relationships.
So What Exactly Is It?
Intimate Partner Abuse (IPA) is when one person systematically abuses another to gain power and control in an intimate relationship. The word systematic implies that the abuse is ongoing and is a pattern of abusive behavior and not a one-time incident. The word intimate refers to any type of relationship that has a ‘trusting’ component to it. This can be someone you are dating, a person that you have an emotional or physical relationship with (whether monogamous or open). It can also refer to a roommate, sibling or caregiver and it can be someone who you share a living space with or not.
Does It Affect the GLBTQ Community?
Yes. Approximately 1 in 4 GLBTQ people experience intimate partner abuse in their lifetime. This is roughly the same rate as reported in heterosexual relationships and indicates that IPA is not specifically about your sexual orientation, gender identity or gender expression, it’s about one person using a series of abusive tactics to gain power and control over another and this can happen in any type of relationship.
Am I Being Abused?
Every relationship is different and most relationships have their hard times with arguments, disagreements and quarreling. IPA is about using abusive tactics to get control at the expense of another person. IPA is not just physical abuse it can also be emotional, financial, sexual and or cultural abuse too.  Some examples include:
Emotional Abuse: lying, undermining, humiliation, monitoring whereabouts, threats.
Physical Abuse:
hitting, punching, choking, withholding medications for hormones/HIV.
Sexual Abuse:
rape, forcing sex, exposure to HIV or STI’s not respecting sexual limits.
Financial Abuse:
controlling money & resources, forcing to live above means, stealing.
Cultural/Identity Abuse:
threat of outing sexual orientation, gender identity, S/M practices, or HIV status of a partner or using someone’s race, class, age, immigration status, religion, size, physical ability, language against them.


Edge of Seventeen


A 17-year-old rediscovers his sexuality in this 1980s story about coming out and its social consequences. Eric (Chris Stafford) takes a job at an amusement park and meets Rod (Andersen Gabrych) -- but finds out too late that his crush just wants sex. He seeks consolation at the local gay bar, only to be used again. As he continues to question his sexual orientation, a female friend (Tina Holmes) volunteers to be his next partner.

Cast: Chris Stafford, Tina Holmes
Director: David Moreton
Genre:  Comedy

I'm Gay

I am 16 years old and live in Australia. my parents were bad people so I was removed from them and placed in foster care. I've grown up my whole life taking one step forward two steps back. but now with my realizations and friends things are starting to pick up. that's my life really not much into it so far but I'm sure there will be a few more chapters. thank you.

I'm Gay

© Cj Curtis
I once loved one man, he took my only heart
and right there in front of me, he ripped it apart
I know he didn't mean to, and the fault is mine to blame
but the guilt and pain remains all the same
but now I understand, why he ran away
now I understand why he didn't stay
he was afraid to love, and afraid to take a chance
he was afraid to leave and make another stance
he was afraid to make his mark on societies wall
he was afraid to take a leap, as he could fall
he would have rather stayed inside that rotting jail
he rather stay with society, even though I paid bail
he made his mind and stayed with society
even though he had his chance to be free
so now as I sit outside societies dream
I linger like a nightmare, making people scream
they say its just a phase, that I'll get over it soon
they say its a disease, like the werewolf and the moon
but deep down in my heart, I know it isn't so
because I have to be strong, so I can show
people like the one man who threw me in a bin
that no matter how hard they try, we will never give in!
cause what's the point of hurting us? so we can feel bad?
so we can understand what its like to be sad?
well we already know just how it feels
cause it is so hard for us to reveal
that we like the same sex, and who really gives a damn?
goes in the end we all still go all cold and clam
so who cares if I'm gay! I am proud to be
because in my world I take it as a victory
that I can make a choice and stand from the rest
be an individual and try my best
and kids at school may laugh at me and call nasty names
but you know what? it doesn't matter it's all a game!
cause later on in life they will suddenly see
that the reason I was gay, was because it was me
so go on a call out names and raise your heads so high
but remember who I am, just before you die
remember that I was strong and managed to pull through
and remember that if I can do it, then so can you
so today I stand and say that I am proud to be gay
and if I had a choice... I'd have it no other way!

Source: I'm Gay, A Poem About Being Proud To Be Gay, Poem about Teens http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/im-gay-a-poem-about-being-proud-to-be-gay#ixzz1VzuUW700
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Tuesday, August 23, 2011

The three types of bullas:

The three types of bullas: The transportation bulla: the one that can take you anywhere you want to go.The Accommodation bulla: that has access to a house or room you can fuk at and the Supply Bulla: The one that can get you anything including money. Which one are you!

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earthquake

A strong earthquake measuring 5.8 has struck the US east coast, rattling buildings in downtown Washington and causing evacuations of buildings as far away as New York.
The Pentagon was evacuated after the region's rare temblor, which according to the US Geological Survey had its epicentre near Richmond, Virginia.The quake was felt over a wide area, and prompted the evacuation of a number of towers in New York.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Children Of God (DVD)


At the heart of Kareem Mortimer's "Children of God" are two stories--one of religious intolerance and one of self acceptance. This is perhaps not surprising considering that these two issues tend to be recurrent themes when dealing openly with homosexuality in film (and in life). Mortimer's piece is certainly an easy recommendation, but the two sides of the screenplay don't always rest in an easy alliance. On the one hand, the gentle and surprisingly subtle story of love awakening is expertly done with moments of amazing tenderness and real warmth. Conversely, as the picture attempts to deal with the political and religious aspects of the story--things can be a bit heavy handed. In many ways, I want to say this film is absolutely great and in many ways it is. But when it matters the most, the film gives in to some cliches that were completely unnecessary--including the most expected finale in films trying too hard to make a point. I guess I'm torn because I both loved this movie AND wished for more.

Set in the Bahamas, the story introduces us to a shy art student (Johnny Ferro) grappling with his sexual identity. When he gets out of the city, he meets an alluring new friend (Stephen Tyrone Williams) who helps break down the barriers that he has built around himself. A mass of neurotic tendencies, Ferro is absolutely terrific and understated and is well matched by the appealing Williams. As Ferro starts to accept himself, Williams must also begin to face the expectations placed on him by his family and society in general. This story is so well told and heartfelt and I was completely won over. Concurrently, we meet a religious leader's wife who is leading a movement against homosexual rights. Of course, her hypocritical husband is a closeted man who has given her a venereal disease. How's that for convenient plotting? Everywhere you turn, characters are watching news about the rally and the political movement on television--it must be a monumental thing to be so widely viewed!

After a big confrontation in church, things start to resolve themselves very quickly for everyone involved. But then we get that unfortunate ending. Mortimer opts for a poignant finish that has been telegraphed and used in dozens of other films--and it's a shame really, because prior to that the film really felt like it had a fresh and unique viewpoint. All the actors acquit themselves well, even in the religious subplot where the script pushes far beyond subtlety. I'm certainly not trying to sound discouraging--I loved most of the movie. I happen to think this has many elements of depth and power and had the potential to be a brilliant film. It falls short in the end (for me anyway)--but still remains a significantly accomplished, professional, and well made entry into a genre that needs all the good films it can get. KGHarris, 6/11.

Anti-Gay Reggae Star Buju Banton Transferred to Mississippi Prison

Anti-Gay Reggae Star Buju Banton Transferred to Mississippi Prison

Buju Banton will not be serving time at a comfortable federal prison. The rabidly anti-gay "murder music" superstar is being transferred from Florida and will begin serving his ten-year-sentence for drug conspiracy in a private county prison, reports the Jamaica Observer.
2011_03_05_buju_mugshot2Banton will be taken to the Adams County Correctional Center in Natchez, Mississippi. Defence attorney David Oscar Markus, who represented the embattled artiste, in his drug trial, told the Sunday Observer that United States magistrate James Moody recommended that Banton serve his sentence at a facility in Florida, but a shortage of beds caused him to be transferred to the Mississippi-based prison.
His attorneys have also indicated that they are planning to appeal his sentence before a three-member panel of judges in an appellate court in Georgia.
Banton was sentenced to 10 years for his conviction for conspiracy to possess and distribute cocaine. In addition to the conspiracy charge, Banton was also found guilty of another drug trafficking offense and a gun charge at the February trial in Florida.
Banton, 37, whose real name is Mark Myrie, argued unsuccessfully that he was entrapped. Despite audio and video of the singer arranging the cocaine deal and sampling the product—and recorded blaming his financial problems on gay activists— the reggae star maintains that he was "set up."
In recent years, gay activists have called attention to Banton's lyrics and other so-called "murder music" which incites violence against gays. Banton's recent North American and European tour dates have met with protests, demonstrations and cancellations.
In October 2009, San Francisco-based LGBT activists met with Banton and afterwards the reggae singer's anti-gay rhetoric appeared even more hardened: "This is a fight, and as I said in one of my songs, 'There is no end to the war between me and faggot'."

Nivea Pulls "Civilized" Black Man Ad After Racial Controversy

CAMEROON: 2 Gay Youth Arrested for "Looking Feminine", Tortured