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(Ed. note: I apologize in advance for posting this. And a shout-out to Peter LaBarbera, because I'm sure he's reading.)
Mal-confidant Kevin points us to this little gem on craigslist and suggests that it isn't too late for all of us to join the "ex-gay" movement. And by "movement," I mean — ugh, never mind ...
[WARNING: No pics, but the verbiage is a bit, umm ... fetid.]
As Dan Savage is given to saying, the religious right in America does not merely hate the homosexual agenda, but the heterosexual agenda as well. Opposition to vaccinations against a cancer-causing STD, bans against sex toys, severe issues with even life-saving contraception, and a Kansas crusade against heavy petting, there are few aspects of human sexuality outside of blind missionary that are safe against the prying policemen of American puritanism.
Taken in this context, we gay folk are truly the canaries in the coalmine of sexual freedom. When they came for the anonymous warehouse-sling sex, I said nothing; for I did not go to creepy warehouses with older, vaguely foreign men in boots . . .
I think we all know the poem.
Friday's Real Time with Bill Maher tackled this issue with its panel. Liberals and conservatives holding hands. Mass hysteria. Bill even chimes in on the forest of debate over manscaping.
[Watch video – 6:58, WMV format, high bandwidth]
[Watch video – 6:58, WMV format, low bandwidth]
How do you like your guys?
Do you like them with a smooth, shaved head? A handlebar mustache, maybe? Huge, bulging biceps and tats that go on for days? Then Buck Angel might be just the thing for you.
Oh, and did we mention that he has a vagina? (Were the "birthing hips" a giveaway?)
Since I seem to be striking out all over the place today – with attempts at humor that no one thinks are funny, and daily features that no one believes are relevant – I decided to post the most shocking video in Malcovision history.
It's not unlike the first rule in crisis communications: "Get all of your bad news out at once."
So prepare to behold a disaster of epic proportions. We're talking Poseidon to the 9/11th power.
Buck Angel is described as “the world’s first FTM porn star with a vagina.” That's kind of like saying you pitched the first no-hitter for a right-hander on a Tuesday at night on artificial turf.
In the most extreme and most extremely NSFW clip we've ever posted, Buck recently stopped by The Howard Stern Show. Things were going relatively fine until he/she agreed to ride the “Sybian,” an industrial-strength, vibrating self-pleasure device.
Just as a precaution, unless you are the biggest trannophile ever, you might want to have a shrink on standby, or at least a bucket handy. And when you stab out your eyes with knitting needles, don't say that you weren't warned.
[Watch video – 21:25, WMV format, high bandwidth]
[Watch video – 21:25, WMV format, low bandwidth]
Josh passed along a long, interesting article on sexual behavior among the Mexican immigrant population in the American Southwest:
Ignacio doesn't consider himself gay, because he is always activo when he's with another man. Among mayates, there is one stark rule: The activo partner--or the person whom gay American men call a "top"--maintains his sense of masculinity, while the person who's being penetrated does not. And among recent Hispanic immigrants, who don't own much, manhood is a crucial possession. Mayates may think that letting another man give them a blowjob or giving anal sex to another man doesn't constitute cheating on their wives or girlfriends back in their own countries. And according to researchers who've studied male Hispanic immigrants and HIV transmission, the fact that many of them live in a small apartment to save money means that they sometimes end up having sex with one another. According to these researchers, being a mayate isn't a fixed sexual identity; it's the result of living in cramped quarters in areas of town where there aren't nearly as many women as there are other men who've just arrived from Mexico.
Contrary to queer fundamentalist rhetoric of fixed orientation at birth, increased cultural blending continues to illustrate that sexuality is a complicated construct that knows no politics and cannot be reduced to pamphleted sloganeering. What's interesting is how difficult it is for activists and health professionals to grapple with an environment not easily divided into gay and straight spheres. As culturally delineated sexual boundaries in America continue to erode under increasing sexual liberty, it will be interesting to see if there is a similar breakdown between the gay-straight divide, or if this phenomenon is restricted merely to the immigrant circumstance of a disproportionately male population.
The article is also a useful treatment of an issue politicians are not discussing about border security and illegal immigration controls: the spread of HIV among mainly rural, uneducated immigrants. The attitudes expressed by some in this piece are a chilling throwback to an age when HIV/AIDS spread almost unchecked due to ignorance of transmission methods.
Before we, um, loved him as host of "Celebrity Fit Club" and as a judge on "But Can They Sing," gay comedian ANT was an entrepreneur of sorts. You might call him a "porntrepreneur."
A few years and several additional pounds ago, ANT's comedy act wasn't exactly setting the world ablaze. So to make a little extra scratch, he decided to become a gay webcam pioneer.
He was smart enough not to put his own puffy torso on display. Instead, he placed an ad in a newspaper and soon met Kip, his first star. As the popularity caught on, ANT added new studs to the stable. And soon, he had enough to make a documentary.
"Webcam Boys," which played recently on "Here!TV," is the story of Kip, along with David, Pierre, Cory, Zack, Matt, Dino, Cody, Rick and Jeremy. More marketing ploy than Peabody Award winner, the boys give us an idea of what it is like to live on the Web, 24/7.
Kinda like a blogger, I imagine, except that y'all don't have to look at my ass.
[Watch video – 13:12, WMV format, high bandwidth, mostly NSFW]
[Watch video – 13:12, WMV format, low bandwidth, mostly NSFW]
A few NSFW screen grabs after the jump.
I'll admit that I look at YouTube a bit the way Ma and Pa at the corner store look at WalMart: We're small-timers at this video thing, but we like to think the quality and focus of our clips keep people coming back.
And, of course, we are not a faceless, soulless Web goliath. We love our readers. 
That said, I thought this French PSA was as effective as it was hot. And it could never air in this puritanical country (which goes without saying that it's NSFW):
[Thanks, Neil!]
I'm not sure what to make of the E! special, "What Hollywood Has Taught Us About Sex." Aired in the middle of the week, during the afternoon, on a network devoted entirely to celebrities . . . did the producers have cause to believe straight men were their target audience?
The irrationally sexy host, Jenny McCarthy, does her best Elizabeth-Hurley-in-Bedazzled impression by assuming the role of hot high school teacher. She writhes across desks, inexplicably mounts a globe, and spanks herself raw with every prop sight.
Over the course of the two hour program, the producers seem to studiously avoid attractive men of all kinds, focusing solely on temptresses, wives having extra-marital affairs, orgasm fakery, the jilted female lover gone psychotic, and a painfully prolonged sequence devoted to decidedly unerotic foods (French's Mustard? WTF?).
As you'll see, the portion of the program dedicated to Hollywood and gay sex has been entirely cleansed of testosterone. The only lessons to be learned here are aimed squarely at the Melissa Etheridge inclined among us.
[Watch video – 8:24, WMV format, high bandwidth]
[Watch video – 8:24, WMV format, low bandwidth]
The field of personal lubricant products these days seems more crowded than ever. New entrepreneurs are constantly springing up like kudzu to claim their piece of a lube pie worth more than $6.8 quadrillion in sales in the United States alone. Every month. And that's just for my house. (Ba-DUM-bum!)
But seriously, today's savvy lube purveyor is looking for a combination of marketability and quality to help him stand out from the crowd, resulting in a host of product names that are double entendres. Hell, most of them are so blatant, they're single entendres.
One man who thinks his cream will rise to the top is the hunky Eyal Feldman, founder of and spokesmodel for "Boy Butter." (By the way, anything you buy at CheapLubes.com, my retailer of choice, is 10 percent off until April 6, if you use the discount code Bunny10.)
Recently, Eyal sent me a sample of his product to give it a test drive, claiming that it would be "life-changing." (I know, few of you probably want to think of The Malcontent as a sexual creature, but a guy has needs!)
So can Boy Butter make me part with my beloved Pjur Eros? Find out after the jump.
Just in time for spring, the new issue of DNA magazine is all about love and marriage. Apropos of nothing and dropped in the midst of the nuptial bliss is one of the hot guys of menaustralia.com.
Click to "uncensor" the image (NSFW).
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More from DNA after the jump, including why porn star Lucas Ridgeston hung up the cum-rag ... and the gay Catholic blogger who opposes marriage equality.
Continue reading "DNA: The Marriage Issue (Plus Obligatory Sex)" »
A Malco-prize of some sort to the reader who finds us video of the gay tumbling coach porn star.
A study out of (the unbiased, I'm sure) UC Berkeley found that "whiny kids tended to grow up conservative, and turned into rigid young adults who hewed closely to traditional gender roles and were uncomfortable with ambiguity," while "confident kids turned out liberal and were still hanging loose, turning into bright, non-conforming adults with wide interests."
Meanwhile, GQ is reporting that "after numerous years of intensive research on both sides of the aisle—and sometimes in the aisle—I am here to report that Republican men (except the closet cases) are infinitely better to have sex with."
Sex columnist Dan Savage this week essentially agreed, writing: "People's political leanings, competence, and command of the English language tell us very little about their private sexual conduct. Indeed, one study in the mid '90s found that conservatives were, on average, kinkier than liberals."
We're assuming that liberals who want a good lay travel with a bag to put on their partner's head.
[Thanks, Alan]
Aside from the fact I thought we already explored Mars, I found this strange little paragraph in this NASA story.
NASA has had mixed success placing spacecraft into orbit around Mars, a harsh planet with a reputation of swallowing scientific probes. Two of the last four orbiters that flew to Mars in the past 15 years lost their signal before or during orbit insertion - a track record that Fuk Li, who heads the Mars program at JPL, called "sobering."
I know I'm over-worked and over-tired, but someone please say it isn't just me.
As Mal is still away, I thought I'd throw out the latest update in the Clay Aiken Christian-gay-porn-sex scandal. (I cannot believe that comment thread is still going).
Clay Aiken, shirtless web cam pics.
Just . . . no.
Useful, cautionary winter tale for the garage sex inclined among us:
A relative discovered a 23-year-old man dead in the front seat of a car Friday still embracing a dead 17-year-old girl. Their nude bodies were inside a closed garage in the front seat of a 1978 Cutlass. They had apparently been having sex when they were overcome by carbon monoxide, 12 News reported.
As Kevin said, the three rules for having sex in an idling car are Ventilation, Ventilation, and Ventilation. "Coming up for air," is supposed to be a metaphorical expression.
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Some observers might have noticed my idle threat to go all porn the minute Mal's plane hit the tarmac. Oh ye of little faith.
HBO has recently been running a documentary featuring a behind the scenes look at photographer Timothy Greenfield-Sanders and the creation of his new book of photography and cultural essays featuring over thirty adult film stars.
Thinking XXX brings us many pretty and entirely naked men like Lukas Ridgestone and Chad Hunt, as well as dependable cultural commenters such as John Waters and Michael Musto.
Given the frontal nudity, the following highlights from the first half of the program are very much NSFW.
[Watch video – 3:37, WMV format, high bandwidth]
[Watch video – 3:37, WMV format, low bandwidth]
And a Happy Valentine's Day to you too:
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[H/T: John] (UPDATE: I should have guessed that Gawker had this too.)
The National Ledger has a neat round-up of Clay Aiken's continuing woes in the wake of last week's big interview on Howard Stern's show. [Tidbits also at Jossip and Perez]
While Claymates visiting The Malcontent have been desperately and lamely trying to disprove Paulus' story and to bolster Clay's sweltering hetero street cred, it seems other more realistic fans of the Gayken understand that where there's smoke, there's a flamer.
So now there are reports that some of the Claymates are considering a class-action lawsuit, while Page Six is reporting that the suits at RCA want to put some distance between the upcoming release of Clay's new album and the more recent release of man-goo on his chest.
The Malcontent's advice to Clay: Admit that you were gay along and that you weren't intending to deceive anyone. Tell them your first album, "Measure of a Man," was really about your predilection for hot, hung Marines. Elton John and Barry Manilow have had long successful careers; so can you, sweetie.
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"Howard Stern Week" rolls right along on The Malcontent. As promised last week, the King of All Media interviewed John Paulus, a former Green Beret and Army Ranger, on his alleged sexual escapade with Clay Aiken.
Why do I believe John? Because according to him, Clay is actually a top.
The audio link is first, with my synopsis after the jump. And some of the details get a bit graphic.
[Listen – 48:26, 22.1mb, MP3 format] (Please no "deep links." If you would like to link, please use the permalink at the bottom of this post.)
It might just lose me my license to practice homosexualism to admit this, but I have never been to a circuit party in my life. And now I am probably nearing the age where I would look foolish even trying to fit in.
I have (coincidentally) missed both Miami's Winter Party and Palm Springs' White Party by only a week each. And while a friend once tried to take me to one of the events for DC's Cherry party, he had gotten inaccurate information about the venue, and we ended up having to go elsewhere.
"When Boys Fly
The documentary follows a group of friends at the aforementioned White Party – not a commentary on the ethnicity of the attendees, despite appearances – presenting a realistic portrait of the highs and lows of the often chemically enhanced revelry.
But if there was an agenda in Stewart Halpern and Lenid Rolov's desert tale of love, lust and and lewdness, I couldn't find it. Instead, I saw a story about boys who came, partied and made mistakes – but, above all, had fun.
Many screen captures and a lengthy video clip, most of which is NSFW, after the jump ...
Actually, John Paulus will be telling his story not to me, but exclusively to Howard Stern on Feb. 9, according to Reality Blurred.
However, for the 99 percent of Americans without Sirius Satellite Radio, I hope to post the full audio ASAP afterward.
