Photo: Jeremy Meeks and his Peen?

Everyone has seen the mugshot that has taken the internet by storm! Jeremy Meeks was picked up by Stockton police on weapons charges and he shortly became an internet sensation after the Stockton police department shared his mugshot on their Facebook page. The mugshot, then was shared by every straight woman and gay man everywhere! The picture reached over 90,000 likes!

After the mugshot went viral, other pictures of Meeks leaked and it's safe to say that sometimes people just take a really good picture. 

Orange is definitely NOT the new black for Meeks. Though, in his defense many people cannot pull off orange. 

After the sexy mugshot reached the corners of the universe, people were questioning Meeks sexually. He confirmed he was straight, married and has children. Jeremy Meeks is currently being held on $900,000 bail. Words of advice for Mr. Meeks, invest in soap on a rope and don't drop it. I've seen a lot of gay prison porn.

Personally speaking Jeremy Meeks doesn't do anything for me, but I will admit he has very pretty eyes. 

CLICK HERE for Jeremy Meeks "alleged" nude photos. If these photos are real, then maybe gay prison porn is in his future. 

Gatherings

Every holiday season I'm always invited to several parties. Some hosted by gay people, some hosted by straight people. It always astounds me that they are so vastly different. Gay gatherings are what you would normally expect, a bunch of drunken finely dressed catty men huddled around whichever part of the house contains the booze.

Gay parties are the ultimate social gathering. There's no drinking games such as beer pong in fact most don't even have beer. We like our hard liquor.

We do however play many secret games like the one where you suck in your gut so you look better. I don't think I have completely exhaled since 2001. There's also the "I'm better than everyone else" game. I guess that's not a secret that gay men can be rather judgey. We'll criticize your clothes, hair and everything else. There's also the game where you pretend to be interested in getting to know someone, but all you really want to do is fuck them. You know what they say the best way to spread holiday cheer is to take it in the rear! We may not play actual boardgames, but trust me almost every gay man you encounter at a party is playing some type of game.

Steve and Bill's annual holiday party fits the standard mold of gay gatherings. An abundance of liquor... check, food that is always leftover because we drink more than we eat... check, homo friendly straight people such as: MILFs, DILFs, Fag Hags, Fag Stags and the occasional regular Mom... check, and of course a mixture of gay people including Twinks that the hosts have had threesomes, foursomes and whatever kind of 'some' you can think of with... check.

It's not really a secret that at Steve and Bill's parties usually extracurricular activities occur after the straighties leave (usually after midnight. It's like their soccer mom suv's turn into pumpkins.) and the gays get drunker. Every party Steve and Bill usually pick someone to partake. They call this individual the "Hostess Gift." Bobby and I attended this years party fully knowing what to expect. My first time at Steve and Bill's years ago I was asked to be the hostess gift but turned down the offer. And the first time Bobby ever attended a party with Steve and Bill he kind of became the appetizer or pre-gift, but it was just a taste (literally) before Bobby stopped it.

This year the party was no different. Bobby and I met some interesting people and hung out with the party regulars that attend every year. We met this interesting fellow named Travis. He was cute, nice, and a hairdresser. He told us he had met Steve and Bill at a club in Philly and upon further inquiry I discovered he had been to their house before aka "he did stuff with them" but this was his first time at their holiday party. He told us that Bill picked him up from the train station and he blew off another party to attend this one. "I thought this one would be more fun and debaucherish." he said as he smiled. That told me one thing, Travis is this years hostess gift! I broke the ice with Travis the best I could. Once conversation starts flowing Bobby becomes more relaxed and chimes in. I knew he was attracted to Travis and could tell he wanted to get to know him more which he did throughout the night... Cut to... Bobby making out with him.

I managed to make friends with a lovely straight couple. She resembled Lea Michelle (from Glee) and he was, well he was fucking hot! I joked with Lea that her husband was a commodity and all the gays at the party wanted him. He was the party's token DILF and he seemed rather flattered. He didn't even mind when I rubbed his head, felt his pecs and told him I could sit on his face and bust a nut on it. Before we left Bobby and Travis exchanged numbers. Later we found out that because Steve wasn't feeling up to it and because Bobby and Travis hit it off so well, that nothing extracurricular occurred. Travis slept in the guest room. Looks like Bobby got the hostess gift and he wasn't even the hostess.

The weekend after Steve and Bill's, Kevin and I attended Harold's annual Holiday party. (Bobby was in New Jersey having a date with Travis.) Harold's parties are similar to Steve and Bill's. Lots of liquor, some food, some straight people and Twinks he wants to, but doesn't usually get to sleep with. I think Kevin's been the hostess gift for almost everyone but the host. (kidding kind of) At Harold's parties we tend to know almost everyone. Kile was there and Andy and Brett made a short guest appearance. Things were fun until midnight rolled around.

Kile had been seeing this guy in New Jersey, he had just gotten to Harold's and brought some people with him. Among the people was my ex fiancé Richard! I quickly grabbed Kevin and pulled him into the kitchen. "That's Richard!" I said in shock! "O! M! G! No way!?" Kevin replied. Kevin had only met Richard once and it was brief and years ago. Kevin peeked his head around the corner turned back and looked at me, "Yep it's him! Do you want to leave? We can go!" he said. Kile had no idea what was going and was in mid introduction with everyone when Richard said, "oh, yeah that's my ex." He said it like I was just a footnote in a book that was filled with other guys. I was determined to not let this fucker ruin anymore of my life. He lies, he cheats and he uses people. And there he was right in front of me.

Look what the gonorrhea and syphilis dragged in! I looked at Kevin and said, "No I'll be ok as long as he doesn't try to talk to me or anything. If they stay downstairs I'll be fine."

I guess Kile knowing it was a bad idea to mix us he kept his group downstairs. He came up to Kevin and I sitting on the couch and apologized. I realize he had no clue at all so it wasn't his fault. As the night drew on and the alcohol turned into emotion I became both equal parts hurt and crazy. If I could have picked up the piano and thrown it at Richard I would have. I even tried. Hey I was drunk. And there was a brief hunt for Harold's kitchen knives which was faltered by Kevin shutting the drawer after I opened it while saying, "that's not enough knives."

I felt like I was going to have a Carrie on prom night kind of moment. But it was Kevin who calmed me down.

The true colors of Kevin's friendship really shined that night. He cuddled with me on the couch, and kissed me innocently a little bit to calm me down. The whole thing was just about perfect except he made out with his ex whom was also sitting with us, but hey its Kevin he isn't a Saint although he has been on his knees like one. Truth be told I'd be perfectly happy to go another 4 years without seeing Richard's snaggletoothed face (he has a chipped tooth in the front. He told me it was because another ex punched him, but if Richard treated him anything like he treated me then I'd say he deserved it.) I've learned that a bruised heart is much like fruit you have to keep it cold to preserve it. If Richard was the one to bruise it then that makes my friends the ones to keep it preserved.

The gatherings just keep on coming. Jules invited me to a little kid friendly ice cream social. You're suppose to bring your own topping and I'm probably the only person in the world to bring liquor to an ice cream social and convince everyone to order chinese takeout. The chinese food was good! The gathering was small. It was just Jules and her almost two year old son who was obsessed with cows and called the Elmo on his shirt "Melmo," (how cute is that?) Jules' sister and her son and Sven. Blue eyed smily Sven! They had football on when I walked in. Good thing I brought the liquor! It was a fun evening despite those weren't the kind of tight ends I had in mind. It was nice to catch up with everyone. I have missed them all.

I always dread New Years. I never have any luck on this holiday. The last few years have ended in tears so to pull myself out of my traditional "I want to cut myself" feeling I decided to spend it with straight people! I know, shocking! Kevin's friend Rose invited us over for a neighborhood party. I've been to a couple parties hosted by Kevin's neighborhood friends. They are what you would expect of college aged people. Rose had beer, some hard liquor, drinking games (We played 'Never Have I Ever' "Never have I ever had anal sex" it was funny cause mostly everyone drank.

Hmm there's hope for straight people yet.) and she had some food too. We mainly lived off of vodka soaked gummy bears and worms which were amazing! They need their own food group. Kate's boyfriend Ben always insists that Kyle and I are faking being gay so we can grab boobs and "stuff." Boob grabbing is one thing vajay-jay licking is another. I always tell him I could prove to him that I'm really gay, but he is scared of what I might do and backs off. I'll admit despite the straightness I didn't feel any awkwardness. It also helped that Lynn and her boyfriend were also there so I knew people. And I wasn't the oldest Kate's dad was hanging out with us. He listened to all the "Never I have evers" till he passed out in a bean bag chair and we all drew on him with permanent marker. Mental note: never pass out at a straight party.

Nothing says ringing in the New Year quite like drinking champagne out of a big red solo cup. Those cups are the devil! I believe at one point I actually had three drinks going. They say who you kiss and who you are with when the clock strikes midnight is the person that you'll spend the year with.

I kissed Kevin and if that means I'll spend the year with one of my best friends then I'm all for it, but I also kissed a bunch of the girls, so does that mean there's vagina in my future? Now that's just scary.          

Advice: FWB Turned Sour

Dear J,
How do you be friends with someone whom is gay, that you had a sexual experience with, but found there was no sexual gratification in it for you, but you still love them like a brother? How do you stop them from being vindictive and mean? I'm a sensitive male, but I am straight. I was abused as a young kid and I have bad flashbacks. I have a lot of gay friends I'm comfortable with around me. But things are weird now with my best friend because of what happened. I do love him. I'm just not gay.
-Anonymous


Dear Sensitive Straighty,
As you can see sex and friendship doesn't always mix. It's never ever a good idea to go down that road with your friend unless you both have mutual feelings for one another or have some kind of NSA/FWB arrangement. Someone always ends up getting hurt and in this case it's the both of you.

The first thing you really need to do is talk to your best friend. I would avoid the phrasing "I didnt have any sexual gratification from our hook up." that is just gonna make your best friend feel like shit. Like a used up cum rag! Nothing can wreck someone's self esteem quicker. Also avoid the word "mistake" because in his eyes it probably didn't feel that way. You need to tell him you value your friendship with him and that you do love him. But you just want to stay friends and the sex shouldn't happen again. Even saying that will feel like daggers stabbing his heart. If he is being vindictive and mean that is because he is hurt. You hurt him by rejecting him. Gay guys can be mean if they are hurt and trust me we aren't afraid to hit below the belt! He may need time to get over it. So talk to him, apologize the best you can and give him some space. True friends can always work stuff out. Remember actions speak louder than words, so showing some type of remorseful gesture will help.

The second thing I want you to do is to think about why this happened in the first place? Were you confused about your own sexuality and needed to test it? Were you thinking that maybe a relationship with your best friend would work and then when it actually happened you realized for sure you're straight? You need to figure this out, so something like this doesn't happen again. My best friend Kevin would say, "most straight guys would fuck anything, a warm hole, is a warm hole!" But if you are truly sensitive like you stated then this probably isn't the case. So why did you hook up with your best friend? If you feel it may be because of the abuse you received as a child then perhaps you should seek professional help from a therapist. They can uncover those underlying issues and hopefully help you out. And if you still really aren't sure about your sexuality just remember the anus has 8 more working muscles and is 4 degrees warmer than the vagina... Just saying.

Make good decisions,
J


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I Now Pronounce You Fag Stag & Fag Hag...

...You may kiss the hag and make gaybies. Ok, well that's not exactly what Katie's Aunt said as she preformed the wedding ceremony, but I'm sure it was close. I was hoping for a sexually confused and frustrated priest to do the wedding. Perhaps the Bride and Groom thought bringing a priest in a room full of homos was a bad idea. I can just see it now: "Excuse me father for I have sinned. I know not what I do. Hey you look familiar! My Christiansingles.com username is ChoirBoi69. Are you HungPriest4u or FatherMybackdoor?" Yeah I'm going to hell. Blah, blah, blah I'll save you a seat. Bring sunblock.

I was invited to Katie and Matthew's wedding. I of course brought Kevin as my guest. He is always my wedding date for two reasons; 1. He is bound to do something stupid or funny and I need entertainment incase the wedding is boring. 2. He never lets my glassful of liquor get low. Kevin arrived at my house around 3 in afternoon on Saturday. He wasn't dressed or ready to go and smelt like vodka hardcore. All I could smell was his cologne and vodka. This must be what the cast of the Jersey Shore smells like. Kevin was out at a party the night before and it was obvious he had a late night. I suppose I should have expected his disheveled appearance because I did receive a drunk text message at 4:30am saying, "I got a vibrator!!!!!"

On our way to the joyous occasion I inquired about Kevin's buzz buzz adventures the night before. Kevin said him and Lynn were at a party at their straight married friends. It was a birthday party for their hot DILF (Daddy I'd to Fuck) friend. The wife was the one that brought out the vibrator and everyone was playing with it. (For some reason I picture the game "Hot Potato," but with a vibrator.) Kevin said, "It's not as bad as it sounds. Nothing went in my mouth or in my ass! Just alittle over the clothes vibes. Oh and I took it!" I looked at him laughing and said, "WHAT!? You stole the vibrator? You sick klepto!" He laughed, "Yeah, I even put fresh batteries in it this morning because we wore the fucker out last night. I realized this morning that she probably didn't wash it and I probably had vag juice all over my hands! Here smell." He puts his fingers in front my nose and mouth. "You are so disgusting! I can't believe you took it. I'm sure she didn't wash it with antibacterial soap or put it in the dishwasher before letting you guys play with it." I screamed! Kevin just laughed and said "Yeah, I'm probably gonna regift it and give it to you haha." AND scene!
Because of the rain the wedding and reception was held inside in one big room. It's shame it rained because the landscape of Willow Tree Grove was actually very pretty, but then again isn't rain on your wedding day suppose to be good luck?

It was pouring when we arrived and by the time we walked into the building I was wetter than a gay daddy at a Justin Beiber concert. The wedding was filled with gays and conveniently the majority of us were seated at tables 6 and 9. Unfortunately our table was also the table that Kevin's Ex and his Partner were sitting at and also Harold whom called Kevin a slut the weekend before. (HapPENIS) Yeah this is going to be interesting.

  The thin paper number 9 was the only thing blocking Kevin's view of The Ex and his Partner. In an effort to distract himself Kevin turned to scoping out other guys. He liked the photographer a lot and said, "I'd totally L his Bs! He's so hot!" Hmm and we wonder why Harold called him a slut. The photographer of course was older with a nice body tone, bald and married! (Well he had a band on his finger so I assumed he was.) He was attractive but he did resemble The Ex a little too much. I swear Kevin is attracted to this type, like flies on shit. When I pointed out to Kevin that the guy was probably straight and married he said, "It doesn't count then." and licked his lips. Typical Kevin response.

The best man was my friend Allan and he's how Katie and Matthew got introduced. Katie is friends with Harold and Matthew is best friends with Allan so their paths were bound to cross eventually. To think the fags brought this union together. See we support straight marriages, why can't gays get the same in return? Just think who's gonna do your hair, make up and not to mention probably design the dress...The gays! Katie, the bride of course was beautiful and I would consider her a Fag Hag for sure. Matthew is a real Fag Stag he even loves our music and is comfortable in gay clubs.

I met Matthew about 9 or 10 years ago. I went with him and Allan to Texas to visit Allan's Dad Frank. Who just so happens to be gay as well. See the fruit really doesn't fall far from the tree. What I didn't know was the only reason I was invited was because Allan was trying to hook me up with his father! Allan's dad Frank of course is just as crude as Allan is. Like father, like son. Frank blatantly told me he wanted to fuck me but after I had made it clear I wasn't interested he backed off. To this day though when he is in town he still makes passes at me and asks me to move to Texas to live with him. I guess I made an impression. He even tried hooking me up with Allan a few times and calls me "son."

  When we were in Texas we visited San Antonio and spent the day on The River Walk. It was like being in another country, very pretty. After a night out at some clubs Frank, Matthew and I went back to the hotel. Allan stayed out trolling for twinks. I slept in Matthew's bed because he didn't want Allan coming back all sloppy drunk and being touchy and I didn't want Frank to get any ideas. I remember Allan waking me up at 4 am trying to push me out of the bed because he didn't want to sleep in the same bed as his father. I didn't budge! The next morning I woke up with arms wrapped around me and something poking me in the back. Matthew was spooning with me and I could feel his morning wood! He woke up and was startled for a second like he forgot where he was. He apologized for "invading my space" and said he was used to sleeping and cuddling with his girlfriend who apparently has a petite body type like I do. We still joke about it now. In fact when I met Katie I told her Matthew was a good cuddler and I highly recommended him. Perhaps it was a good thing I didn't give the toast. "Yeah Matthew remember that time your boner was poking me in back and that time I motorboated Katie?"

The wedding was fun despite our sitting arrangements. It seemed like after eating everyone at our table dispersed. It also helped it was an open bar and trust me we took full advantage of that. Even the bride told us to drink more. Hey we had permission! The Ex's Partner was being especially nice to Kevin. Kevin asked me why and my opinion was because he knew he had won. Kevin looked at me and said, "What do you mean he won?" I said, "Well, The Ex didn't leave him for you. They are still together, so technically he did win." You know what they always say, "Keep your friends close, but you enemies closer."

  All these weddings I've gone to really make me wanna have one of my own. I just need to find the groom. I did suggest to Kevin that perhaps him and I get married for all the presents. Could you just imagine my bridal registry? I swear gay weddings would help the economy! We love to party and we love shiny and over the top shit! If only everyone could see that.

Kevin said we could get married only if he could sleep with other guys. Hell, that's practically considered a real gay relationship anyways! I do really want that new toaster and coffee maker, but I'd rather have a monogamous relationship.Congratulations and best wishes to the happy couple.


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It Doesn't Count If...

So I finally caved in. I had to "gay it up" over the weekend. Enough of this straight man talk "dude, bro" bullshit I was ready to hear some "hey girl" and play with my boys. My hiatus from gay bars was over and I was ready to get back up on that saddle hopefully with a big hunk of man under it. Kevin, Bobby, Kile and I met out for a few drinks and to catch up. We all haven't been together in weeks. Even though I knew the bar was gonna be dead I still wanted to see my boys. New York City pride was this past weekend and almost every Tom, Dick, and Harry Hung was there. Hopefully we'll make it next year. Congratulations to the homos of New York whom can now finally get married!

My catching up with the boys of course was the usual gossip and witty banter. Bobby was telling us how he was way overdue for some oral simulation and about the crazy Grindrguy (See post Question: Rude or Mature?) Kevin shared how he's been jonesing for a straightie and buffalo chicken. I shared how it's been way to long since I've been pokey poked. I think my virginity grew back. Some how we got on the subject of anal cleansing and the boys were shocked that even though I haven't been with anyone since April I still maintain regular upkeep on it. Bobby's face was full of slight disgust and wonder, "What do you mean regular upkeep? You don't use a douche do you?" Both him and Kevin agreed that they prefer oral sex, they felt anal was to messy.

I know you're dying to know what my regular upkeep must entail. Well, lets just say it's cleaned in and out and you could eat off my ass and it's also very smooth. I like a clean working surface. I think this daily maintenance has enabled me to endure certain thangs so to speak. I have the ability to relax at will, which means anal sex for me doesn't hurt. Kile said "You really are a true bottom." Perhaps the alcohol was starting to affect me or maybe it's cause I just felt comfortable opening up, I then told the boys about something I am able to do. I know this is over sharing but I am able to use my anal muscles to pull my sex partner's penis in deeper and I can really tighten up once they are in. Kile backs up and says "I'm standing back incase I get sucked in. Maybe it's all those Kegel exercises you do." He is right I think they help and I recommend boys do them. Kegel exercises also help with lasting longer and stronger erections. Kevin looked at me and said, "Wait! What? Don't we all have the same butt muscles? So what is yours like a transformer?" Kevin then changes the subject...

"So you guys will never believe who I saw yesterday while driving! That straight guy I blew last summer Train Boy. He was in the car with his fiancé. You guys should have seen his face when he saw me. It was like an omg shit kinda look. Haha." I looked at Kevin and said, "Train Boy?" Kevin replied, "Yeah he works on train rails everyone calls him that. I blew him at him a party last year." Well he was one train ride that Kevin off. I laughed and said, "You've blown so many boys I'm losing track. You need to invest in some stock for Abreva seriously!" Kevin laughing "It doesn't count if he was straight!"

There it is! There's the excuse that puts justification to an incident we knew was wrong or regret. "It doesn't count if.." is used when you can't explain your actions. It's almost like you don't want to call yourself a whore so you come up with excuses for your promiscuous behavior. I heard this excuse a few times among my circle of friends. Perhaps the person that uses it the most is Kevin. It's his favorite excuse.

 

I've heard some pretty funny "It doesn't count" excuses from Kevin. "It doesn't count he was straight." "It doesn't count it was just the tip." "It doesn't count if he was my own age." "It doesn't count because I've already slept with him." "It doesn't count I was upset." "It doesn't count it was just a hand job!" and my own personal favorite "It doesn't count because I was drunk." At this point he might as well use "It doesn't count because it's Tuesday." Kevin uses these excuses to jokingly get out of situations and he can get away with it to an extant. Because of his age he can get away with a lot but that will only last for so long. The older he gets the more he'll hear "He should know better."

I'll admit I've used the "It doesn't count because I was drunk" excuse. We all do things we regret after a couple drinks or 8. I've made out with people I wouldn't have normally made out with if I was sober including girls! Alcohol can be evil. My second date with my ex Richard turned into us going at it like Precious at an all you can buffet. In the beginning I used the excuse "it doesn't count because I was drunk" because it was the beginning. I hadn't known for sure at that point if it was a one time kind of thing or if he really wanted some kind of relationship. I remember telling my friends it didn't count. Two hours of sex not counting? I know I know it was ridiculous. When I look back at that whole relationship with Richard I now say "It doesn't count because he wasn't the one." I used that excuse to justify my lack in judgement.

At the end of my night out with the boys Kile drove Kevin home. Which I knew right away was a bad idea. I had picked Kevin up and actually drove out of my way to get him. His car had broken down earlier that day so he needed a ride. I had planned on taking him home after the bar, but he didn't want me to drive in the opposite direction of where I lived and then drive all the way back home. The whole trip would have taken me over an hour. Since Kile was heading in Kevin's direction he offered to take him. I know Kevin. I know him very well and I knew this had bad decision written all over it. Kevin had a bad day earlier because of his car, so add that plus the vodka and you have mouth open and or legs open. He is the type of person that goes for instant gratification when he is upset about something whether it be a situation or over a guy. I told him over and over I would take him home but he insisted.

  The next morning I receive a text message from Kevin saying, "Horrible idea to let me go home with Kile!" Insert "I told you so" here. Kevin said, "Who knew vodka clubs would really fuck me up!! I didn't do anything really really bad just felt him up in his pants alittle. It doesn't count it wasn't that bad." All I'm doing is reading the text messages and shaking my head. I don't know for certain but I think Kile kind of likes Kevin and he is such a nice guy I just don't want to see anyone's feelings get hurt. Kevin of course blames Kile too by saying "Hello drunk person and he knows my track record! I was stressed it doesn't count!"

So remember when someone says "It doesn't count" what they really mean is "It does count, but I don't want to admit it. Please accept this excuse for my slutty or stupid behavior and it won't happen again. Well until I'm drunk or horny again of course!" Just think to yourself for a moment...How many times have you said "It doesn't count" and what was it for? Was it an embarrassing hook up with someone that you regret or something you did that you wish you could forget?

I Love The Homosexuals!

Why do straight people love the gays so much? Maybe it's the fascination with gay culture, the fact that we are typically fun loving, we make straight people look better (stylists, designers, etc) and we are just plain awesome! Unless you are an inbred bible banger from West Virginia you're probably friends with at least one homo. (FYI Jesus loves us too see!)

It's more common now for a group of straight friends to have a 'token gay' among their group. We have replaced the little toy dog as an accessory and now everyone wants a sassy gay friend. Fair warning though if you're straight; don't have to many sassy gay friends in the same vicinity! We tend to go after each other like cannibals. One tries to out bitch the other. I've seen it happen. Like piranhas fighting over a bone. Lately I've been taking a break from the gay scene. You can only go to the same gay bars a few times before it gets really old. I like to mix it up a little once in awhile and hang out with a different crowd. In this case a 'straight crowd.' This way when I do finally go back to the gay bars I feel as refreshed as if I just had an anal douche. Good for the soul, good for your hole.

Kevin has a very diverse group of friends. Most of his friends consist of people he went to high school and college with. It's a mixture of mostly straight people (guys and girls) with a few maybe bi-curious and try anything once males. Because they've all known each other for years they are all pretty accepting of his sexuality and general lifestyle. It's cool to see this generation of 20 somethings be this open minded. When Kevin's group of friends has a party or something he usually invites me to join them. Usually I do say no cause I've always felt like I would be awkward, (Not only because they are straight but also because I am around 10 years older than they are.) but lately since I've needed a break from the mo's, I've taken him up on the offers. I'll be honest now and say I have had a pretty good time with Kevin's peeps. I haven't felt awkward at all. Maybe it's the fact I look young and can blend in with them or perhaps it's the fact I can out drink the straight boys and party with them. (I certainly feel my age the next day!) Well either way, the few times I've been out with Kevin and his mostly straight crowd I've enjoyed myself.

I think some his gay friends consider us entertainment. One of the straight cuties dropped his straw on the ground. He bent down, picked it up, blew the grass off the end of it and placed it back in his cup. Without even missing a beat I said "Hunny I do that too. I always blow it off and put it back in." Him and his buddies were cracking up and said I should do standup. They were instantly comfortable with me and continued to chat with me off and on all night. When I asked how I liked margarita made by the host I said, "I like em like I like my men, strong and thick." He smiled at me and said, "Well I'm thick." And another hottie who was kinda shy with me but after some drinks he then began to tell him that he loved his gay uncle and thought "gay guys were cool." This was followed by grabbing my arm and touching my stomach. Below is a picture of him passed out.

I could have sucked on those nipples for days. I so wanted to motorboat his bubble butt. He was an all you can eat buffet of hotness. The girls didn't like him to much because he began to get cocky with them. A couple guys actually questioned our sexuality. They said Kevin and I couldn't be gay because we were all over the girls. I think I proved my gayness when I said, "You wanna see how gay I really am, come here and I'll show you." That comment sent them packing and not in the sense I hoped for.

  If you are a straight individual chances are you fall into one of the categories below:
•Fag Hag- Mostly everyone has heard of the term 'Fag Hag' and if you haven't then you need to get out of that cave you are living in! A Fag Hag is obviously a gay slang referring to woman who enjoys the company of gay or bisexual men. She associates herself mostly or exclusively with gay and bisexual men and most of her close friends are gay and bisexual. Usually a Fag Hag is a heterosexual woman who is the best friend of a gay man. Some women hate being called a "Fag Hag" and view it as an insult while others embrace the title with their rainbow flag in hand.

Fag Hags are generally stereotyped as outgoing fun women. (Like my bubbly girls Lindsay, Bethany, Krissy and Kate) Sometimes they are seeking a substitute for a heterosexual relationship and perhaps are secretly (or openly) sexually attracted to gay men. After all most gay men are pretty and well put together. Some Fag Hags are gay men magnets, like Bethany. They are attracted to her like moths to a flame. Science has shown straight woman and gay man have similar brain waves and often experience similar emotions, that is probably why we get along so well. They've put up with men's bullshit and so have we. Let the bonding begin! Women whom identify themselves as Fag Hags and whom already are in a romantic relationship with straight men, may prefer the gay culture to the straight counterpart.

A rich rewarding relationship can flourish between a Fag and his Hag. It's a relationship without sexual tension, that allows the participants to separate intimacy and sexuality. It can also cause harm if the relationship becomes too codependent. Both parties involved can use each other as a substitute for an actual partner. This usually ends badly when one of the two finds a partner that can fulfill their needs both mentally and physically. I've even witnessed it where the Fag Hag's boyfriend or husband was actually jealous of her gay friend and the connection they shared.

  Almost all my gay friends have at least one Fag Hag. (or multiple ones) I for example have more than one, but I enjoy each ones company for a different reason. Jules is a long time friend and my long time Fag Hag. She has always supported everything I ever done and has always been there when I needed her. She's like an athletic supporter, never let's me down. Kevin has a similar relationship with Lynn and Bobby has a similar one with Tina. Only warning I may have is becareful when you have to many Fag Hags together. They Sometimes do get jealous of each other. It's like a bunch of girls fighting for the last piece of sausage. It can get ugly.

Other names for Fag Hags: Fruit Flies, Homo Honey, Fruit Loop Lover, Goldilocks, Flame Dame, Fairy Princess, Fairy Godmother, Queer Dears, and Sausage Sisters.

•Fag Stags- The male equivalent of Fag Hag is a Fag Stag. It's pretty much the same relationship as a Fag Hag. Sometimes though many Fag Stag relationships form because the straight man wants to go to gay bars with the gay man in order to "pick up" straight women. The gay bar scene is considered to be a safe haven for straight women, so usually their guard is down when approached by a Fag Stag. It also shows that perhaps since the Fag Stag is friends with the gays he too may be more sensitive. I actually have a good friend who is a Fag Stag and he is marrying a Fag Hag this summer. Their wedding is going to be a Gayapalooza!

Fag Stag can also mean a male gay icon or celebrity that is loved by the gay community who has gay friends or is associated with gay people. For example: Ben Affleck, Eric McCormack, Justin Timberlake, Colin Farrell, Matthew Broderick, Robbie Williams and Daniel Radcliffe who has stated he loves his gay fans and considers himself to be a Fag Hag or aka Fag Stag.

•Fruit Flies- People who associate with lesbian, gay and bisexual people may be called fruit flies regardless of their sex. Most cases it is a term used in place of "Fag Hag". Some women would prefer to be called "Fruit Fly" rather than "Fag Hag." I usually leave it up to them to come up with their own nicknames. A Fruit Fly though can be anyone that loves to hang out with gay people.

  •Gay For Pay Guys- Please see the post 'Gay For Pay' for more information on this topic.

•Tri-guys- Younger guys usually early 20 something men that are bi-curious and will "try" anything at least once. Usually associated with frat guys and horny young guys. Sometimes they look at things at just a "hole." Typically they will pursue women but or if they can't get any will then go after gay men. They usually are very flirtatious and extremely open minded. Usually the Tri-guys are selfish lovers. Because they are primarily only interested in women they have no interest in a man's penis or if he gets off. Typically they will perform gay sex but it's only anal (where they are the top) and it's only oral. (where they receive, but don't give.) They may use the excuse "Dude, I was so wasted I don't know what even happened." BUT if you think about it they were sober enough to have and maintain an erection. A Tri-guy mostly is just a sexual relationship but can be a gateway to Bisexuality and Gay. After all Bi is just a slippery cock away from Homoheights.

•Closeted Men- Occasionally straight men that may be confused or closeted will hang out with gay man in order to get a better feel of the gay culture. They are accepting of gay people, but may feel people won't be accepting of them. For some closeted individuals the process of coming out is terrifying. (See post 'Come Out, Come Out Wherever You are') They like to hang out with gay people because it's almost like a look into their possible future life without admitting it to others and to themselves. A lot of times the Closeted Men will look up to the gay men. It becomes almost a mentoring type of relationship even though in most cases the gay man has no concrete proof the guy may be closeted. (We usually can tell though.) There may or may not be sexual attraction between a Closeted Man and his gay friend but occasionally there is a 'crush' that may form. The Closeted Man may develop feelings for his gay friend, hence the reason he hangs out with him and vice-versa.

  •Dutch Boys- Are men who have many lesbian friends they can also be called; Lesbro, Dyke Tyke and in the UK Dikey Likey. These lesbian friendly men can be of any sexual orientation but typically are straight men. Straight men love lesbians or at least the fantasy of two hot girls going at it. Scissor anyone?
•Open Minded Individuals- OMI is our future. These peeps aren't Fag Hags, Fag Stags, or anything else. They don't really have gay friends and don't associate with gay people, but they still are open minded. They believe in equal rights regardless of sexual orientation and have no problems or issues with gay people whatsoever. This is how everyone should be and hopefully some day most of the population will feel this way.

Homophobia is becoming less prevalent. Efforts to confront violence and hostility towards sexual and gender minorities have been in place. Gay-straight alliance and other programs have lifted some of the stigma of having LGBT people as close friends. It's now cool to have gay friends. Gay is the way, we are trendy. Shower your homo with gifts to show you love him. I'll be waiting for mine in the mail. Gay people are like apples and straight people are like oranges, but what it all comes down to is that we are all fruit. Lesbian, gay, bi, transgendered and straight we are all human. Fuck hate!http://fckh8.com/
http://www.gaystraightalliance.org/

Rock Out With Your Cock Out

Ex•hi•bi•tion•ism
-noun
1. A tendency to display one's abilities or to behave in such a way as to attract attention. The act or practice of behaving so as to attract attention to oneself usually by exposing ones genitals.
2. Psychiatry- A disorder characterized especially by a compulsion to exhibit the genitals in public. A perversion in which sexual gratification is obtained from the indecent exposure of oneself (as to a stranger)

The best way to describe the first definition is to relate it to common practices and behaviors. Like for example; a girl that flashes her breasts at Mardi Gras in order to obtain Mardi Gras beads and attention from onlookers. The second definition suggests that exhibitionism is a psychological disorder. For example; indecent exposure, involves the same sorts of exposure, but done in a threatening manner or in a manner perceived by those being exposed-to as threatening. Like a male flasher whom exposes himself to women or children. (pervert) Below are various types of behavior that can be classified as exhibitionism:
Anasyrma: the lifting of the skirt when not wearing underwear, to expose genitals. (Like most female celebrities. Britney Spears, Paris Hilton etc we've all seen their pink tacos.)
Flashing: chiefly the momentary display of bare female breasts by a woman with an up-and-down lifting of the shirt and/or bra. (Like on the Girls Gone Wild videos) It can also involve the exposure of a man's or woman's genitalia. (Ew vagina! It's like a dark scary cave!) Jeffy states "Straight guys will drop trou quick in a 'I'm in an effin hurry.' Though it's usually done as a joke, not sexual. I think it depends on how comfortable the guy is."

Martymachlia: a paraphilia which involves sexual attraction to having others watch the execution of a sexual act. (Like Public Sex while people are watching. See the post 'You Wanna Do It Here?')Mooning: the display of bare buttocks by pulling down of trousers and underwear. There tends to be a gendered double standard here: with straight males, the act is most often done for the sake of humor, or mockery than for sexual excitement. With females sexual arousal (or at least sexual attention) of those mooned is the intent. (Let's be honest we have all mooned someone at least once in our lives.) I'm mooning all of you right now. Yes this is my ass.

Streaking: the act of running nude through a public place. (Like sporting arenas. This is mostly done by males. Nothing like a swaying pork sword in the wind. As Nell would say "Swayin' in da win'!")Candaulism: when a person exposes his/her partner in a sexually explicit manner. (Like exposing your partners genitals in front of strangers or friends. Also by showing naked pictures of your partner to others. Either in a way to brag or to bring about sexual arousal. "My Boyfriend has a bigger cock than yours!")
I would consider most gay males to be exhibitionists. It has to do with the fact that guys in general are visional creatures. Naked bodies usually turn us on unless of course they look like Fat Bastard from Austin Powers. (But then again there's chubby chasers so I guess I can't really say that. To each their own.)

At gay bars where it's primarily men it's common for you to see a wang or two. It's like a game of peek a boo sometimes. Kevin once showed me his in the bathroom he of course was completely smashed and I told him to put it away. Also one time he showed a friend of ours his jack-off video he made on his phone. That then turned into his phone being passed around for everyone to see. One time James asked Steve what he could do in order to get out of paying his bar tab......cut to James whipping out his anaconda on the bar. Like magic our bar tab just disappeared. The bar even has wet underwear contests; where the guys that entered in it have to wear these ultra thin white boxers and are completely hosed down with water! The last wet underwear contest I saw, a big built black man won, go figure. He did look like he could rearrange someones insides.

  The world of smart phones have brought exhibitionism to new heights. On Apps like Grindr it's common practice to say hello with your penis. I can't tell you how many times that a guy has messaged me and instead of saying "Hello, How are you?" I get a dick picture. I always end up blocking them but if it's a really nice one I may save it to post on here later! Haha! (Side-note: be careful what you send me because if I don't like you I'm gonna show the world.)

The iPhone even has its own cult following of exhibitionists, the website of mostly sexy men, Guys With iPhones.

DJ Pauly D from MTV's The Jersey Shore
The website states it's "Powered by a love for hot men who appreciate the finer gadgets in life." If you go on the site you'll surely see what they mean.

Guys With IPhones features of course men with iPhones (I know duh, right) and comments that people can leave on each picture. Their only requirement to post a picture on the site is; you have to have an iPhone in the picture and there has to be a guy in the picture. Pretty much anything else goes. What's the most common picture on the site? The pic of a naked guy in his bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, holding his iPhone in one hand and letting his Yankee Doodle dangle.

Personally I love Guys With iPhones it's very entertaining. Be prepared to spend at least an hour though looking at the pictures of sexy men (laughing at the funny ones) and reading all the horny driven ridiculous comments. The comments really are the best part of it sometimes. Although most of the photo submissions aren't what you call "classy" Guys With iPhones itself makes exhibitionism classy and I will always be a viewer.

Sexting seems to be taking over lately. Sexting is the act of sending sexually explicit messages or photographs, between mobile phones. It brings exhibitionism easily to your eyes. I have sexted before with Edward and a little bit with Knockers. Recently Bobby and I discovered a new pass time I'd like to call Twexting! Twexting is the act of sending sexually explicit messages or photographs, through Twitter. I'll be honest I am currently Twexting with someone. I do consider this an act on exhibitionism. Even though we have never exchanged sexually explicit photographs (yet) the content of the messages is still rather exposing and attracts attention to oneself. Here's an example of a message he sent me: "Then I start pumping. Pumping that tight ass because If your gonna cum It's gonna be when I say and I say now. I pull your body even closer. I can feel your cock reacting to the friction between our bodies. And then you..." Ok that's all you're getting the rest is private but you get the idea.

  Saturday night Bobby and I went to the Takeover event at the Stonewall. They were doing a Mr. Takeover 2011 contest. It's kinda like a beauty pageant with homos. The contestants were mostly a bunch of 20 something year old Twinks with 0% body fat. Some of them looked like they desperately needed to eat a cheeseburger. I'm sorry but are we in Ethiopia? One contestant looked like he was possibly close to forty the poor soul didn't stand a chance. Bobby, Kile and I stayed upstairs as long as we could. Bobby was more content in actually watching the sports play on the tv than he was in going downstairs and witnessing this display of twinkness. Bobby, Kile, Derek and I stood back a bit from the stage. I didn't want to get to close to the stage in fear that if they opened their mouths wide enough a penis would fall out and smack me. You could call the contestants exhibitionists after all they are running around on stage in their underwear for not only a chance to win $300 but also for attention. During the underwear portion of the show some of the boys seriously looked like their mama picked out their underwear. It was like K-mart granny panty with their names written in the waist band kind of underwear. My gorgeous friend Derek and I were chatting back and forth about the show. I asked him as I lightly tug on his shirt and pull on his jeans. "So boo what ya got under there" He laughs and said, "Spanx!" So who won the Mr. Takeover Contest? As I had predicted a 20 something year old twink with 0% body fat. Ritchie (Who is actually a really nice guy.) won first place and Joshie won runner up. Apparently an "ie" at the end of your name means you're a winner! You can't tell from this picture but Ritchie is literally all ass. He has some booty on him I must say. All hail the queen of the bottoms! BUT seriously guys congratulations!

After the contest I hung out at the bar with my friend Sam (For background story on Sam please read the post 'Forty And Fabulous?') and his friend from out of town Shane. Shane was tall and good looking. He was downing hypnotic shots like they were going out of style. Sam was telling me about his sexcapades he had the night before. He said he met the guy on Grindr. (of course!) He told me the guy actually had a boyfriend. I of course yelled at Sam, "YOU just ended a relationship with someone because THEY cheated on you and here you are willingly helping someone else cheat on their boyfriend!! That is so fucked up!" He replied, "I know, I know" and continued to tell me about it anyways. Sam said he bottomed for the guy which is something he hadn't done in a long time. Sam said in his pervious relationship he was always the top (and this is where he goes on to boast) "Because I'm well endowed." At this point Sam reaches for his phone and pulls up a picture of his cock and continues to show me. I laugh at him at say, "I've seen it before. Don't you remember on your birthday you kept sending it to me saying "You know you want it!" over and over?!" He laughed and said, "No!" Shane was listening to our whole conversation. He grabbed Sam's phone and said, "Yeah you sent me a pic of that scary looking cock before. That isn't a big a cock this is." Shane pulls out his phone and pulls up a picture of his cock and shows me. Shane was right it looked bigger and was prettier. I think in an effort to get a rise out of Sam, Shane grabbed me and pulled me up close to him. He kissed me. Realizing how insanely drunk he was I pulled away, but him of course being bigger than me, I didn't have much choice. He then continued to nibble on my neck and ear lobes. I could sense Sam was getting jealous. Not a second after Shane let me go I felt someone humping me from behind. Seriously what the fuck is going on here?! I'm like a female dog in heat letting out a smell to attract these guys! It turns out it was just an extremely drunk Harold. He whispered in my ear that I should have entered the contest and kept continuing to try to hump me. I said, "How drunk are you?" His glassy eyes looked at me and said, "You think I'm drunk?" My response, "Does a bear shit in the woods?!" I think he thought possibly he was turning me on, but seriously as he tried to hump me all I felt was his beer belly rubbing up against my booty. Yeah that's really hot! (*rolls eyes)

So why are most gay men exhibitionists? As you read up above it was no problem at all for Sam and Shane to show off their Cocks and trust me I have seen many other friends as well. I believe gay men do it for the attention purposes and for the ego boost. It's the equivalent of a female showing off her boobs or posing for Play Boy. If you got it, flaunt it. Rock out with your cock out.

You Wanna Do It Here? (Public Sex)

Jules: "Would you ever bang a guy in the bathroom?"
Sven: "If I did, it wouldn't be someone that I needed to get a rabies shot for!"

It is estimated that at any given time there's at least 5,000 people in the world having sex. The most common place for adults to have sex is in the bedroom or somewhere else in their home. "On the bed, on the floor, on the towel, by the door, in the tub, in the car, up against the mini-bar!" The second most common place is actually in their car. Having sex with the light on is great just make sure the car door is shut. Public sex is a lot more common then people think. Straight couples have had sex in public places obviously, but it's more common among gay men, bi-sexual men and closeted men. (They feel that it's their only option.) Some reasons for public sex are; fetishes, people get turned on by the thought of getting caught, it's adventurous! They have no other choice, you live with someone or you aren't out yet. Str8 men or bi men meet for anonymous sex. And then there's that possibility that they are just a sausage swallowing, tubesteak loving, cum guzzling slut!

In the gay world you are bound to run into public sex. Fooling around in gay bar's bathrooms is almost a rite of passage. (back door passage) There's of course the Gay Church aka The Gym where sexual acts have um gone down and there's even bathhouses that cater to gay sex acts where men can get a facial so to speak. Even gay porn is cashing in on public sex. There's a few gay porn sites that feature men having sex at movie theaters, restroom, and even stores! Now I'm not 100% sure if these are really real or just an act. I know acting in porn vids, that's a new one! I did have to watch some videos (We'll call that 'Research') and in some of the videos they do get caught doing the deed.

Now some of my friends on the other hand, well let's just say they are a tad bit more adventurous or um sluttier than I. I've heard stories about them having sex behind a Red Robin restaurant, parks, public bathrooms, on a picnic table at the beach, porta potty's at pride events, on the bus (I have a friend that commutes to New York for work.) and some even had sex at work. Bobby said, "Yeah I've done stuff in the parking lot at my old job. It was a right of passage with the employees that worked there! Haha!"

I have never had actual sex in public (Cock to an orifice) but I have had extremely naughty dry humping, fondling, panty wetting kind of making out in public. You know the kind where you are both so hard that you're walking like a penguin. Let's just say that involved us leaving quickly and going home. (Pound, pound, pound, pound, pound!!) I did give my boyfriend of the time a handjob in my car. It was behind a shopping parking lot while we were waiting for another friend. I'm glad I had Armor All Wipes in my car cause he shot everywhere! I remember when we picked up my friend she said, "I love that new car smell!" I smell sex and Armor All, yeah! I guess I could count that as a form of public sex even though there was no penetration. It's funny I'm not usually one for PDA (Unless I'm with someone that makes me feel safe. Don't want to be chased with pitchforks!) and public sex is like PDA on steroids! I will admit there's a few guys I would totally ride till they are puffing out air, even if it was in public. Hey if they said yes I'll take it where I can get it.

Kevin has had a few public adventurers since I've known him. He's been on more laps than a napkin. One time he hooked up with this guy whom had a kid and they fooled around in the guy's car. Kevin had to ask the guy to put the child's carseat in the trunk so they could get it on. He told me he actually sat on a McDonalds Happy Meal Toy. Now for most people this would be a mood killer, but Kevin powered through. Last year when Kevin and I were in New Hope he fooled around with a semi straight married guy that was there with his wife. (I'm pretty sure they were swingers) They hooked up in the bathroom, the semi straighty blew him in the bathroom at this hotel we were hanging out at for the day. (It was a gay resort with a big pool we spent the day swimming. I hung out with Knockers.) I only lost track of Kevin for 10 minutes it was a get in, get off kind of thing. So why does Kevin like public sex? He had this to say, "Well for me public sex is exciting! There's nothing hotter than the thought of getting caught by someone! Especially in a parking lot behind Red Robin!! Chicken fingers and sex...yum!!!"

Saturday night Kevin and I were out at the bar. I was doing some research on the public sex topic and I asked a couple of friends if they have ever done it. My friend Allan told me he had many times and then continued to ask me when was the last time I actually had sex. (He knows I can be semi prude sometimes.) I told him it actually wasn't that long ago. He said, "Oh yeah when?" I told him when I was in Philly back in April ("I'm Naked Y'all!") He looked at me and said, "Oh with Knockers, right?" I said, "Um no with Edward!" Apparently the rumors about Knock and I are still going around. (Rumor Has It) Everyone thinks I'm riding him like a jockey. Perhaps I should call him Seabiscuit now. I suppose the rumor could be worse and if there has to be a sex rumor between Knock and I, I'm glad it's with him. He is totally a hottie after all. I told Knock that Bonnie Raitt's song 'Lets Giving Them Something To Talk About' keeps playing in my head. I asked Knockers if he has ever had sex in public before and he said, "No. I'm not really the outdoorsy type. I did join the mile-high club back in 2000 when the bathrooms were a little bigger. It was just the tip though." I'll be honest I would have let him play with my cockpit as well. Hmm I'm thinking maybe Knock and I need to take a vacation together. Haha. He said, "I prefer to have sex in a hotel suite." I agree with him, but I guess I'm not as picky cause after all I did lose my virginity in a Best Western.

Below is an interesting ABC News Article it reminds me of when George Michael was arrested for lewd acts in a public restroom.

When Men Cruise for Sex in Public Places, Police Take Notice, Some Gays Say It's Unfair While...

...many Americans may only be vaguely familiar with the idea of "cruising," there is a secret world of sex between men that exists in public places across the country.
The police officer who arrested Sen. Larry Craig, R-Idaho, in a men's restroom at the Minneapolis airport for allegedly looking to engage in gay sex wrote in his June report that he "recognized a signal used by persons wishing to engage in lewd conduct."
Craig tapped his foot up and down and swiped his hand underneath the bathroom stall in which the undercover cop was sitting, according to the police report.
Those actions led to Craig's arrest by Detective Dave Karsnia and the senator's guilty plea to a disorderly conduct charge. Craig told reporters today that he did nothing inappropriate and said his guilty plea was a mistake.
Public places like men's restrooms, in airports and train stations, truck stops, university libraries and parks, have long been places where gay and bisexual men, particularly those in the closet, congregate in order to meet for anonymous sex.
Over time, people familiar with cruising told ABCNEWS.com, gay men began using a codified system of signals to indicate to others that they were interested in sex. In an effort to curb lewd acts in public — or as some gays argue, in an effort to persecute gay men — undercover police began sting operations in places known for sex soliciting and employed the same codes.
"Tapping of the foot is pretty standard for men who cruise in toilets," said Keith Griffith, owner of Cruisingforsex.com, a Web site on which visitors post locations popular with men looking for anonymous sex.
"They will usually go to the stall at the far end of the strip of toilets. They will see each other and usually decide to go someplace else. The vast majority have no interest in being seen. They may be meeting in public locations, but they will be as discreet as possible," Griffith said.
Cruising areas traditionally have been those parts of town "women and children are told to avoid," but through word of mouth, bathrooms at places like Wal-Mart or Home Depot can become cruising locales, he said.
Griffith said that officers involved in such stings tend to be young and that anecdotal posts on his site indicate the local arrest rates increase around the time of elections or when media attention focuses on the issue.
Because much of the signaling is itself benign behavior, some gay rights activists and lawyers have admonished police departments for arresting men who have done little more than tap their feet.
"Citizens have a right not to confront lewd activity in public places," said Steve Sanders, a lawyer and gay rights activist. "But if there is evidence that a sting is motivated by anti-gay animus, that may represent a more troubling issue."
At trial, Sanders said, police would have to prove that actions such as foot tapping were known signals for soliciting sex.
"What constitutes probable cause to arrest someone? If a case like this went to trial, police officers would have to produce evidence to say here is how we can say with certainty this is was really a lewd act," he said.
Craig pleaded guilty to the charges and therefore opted against a trial.
Today, Craig denied being gay and said he made a mistake by pleading guilty.
Police officers, for the most part, only investigate an area after members of the public have complained about it being used for sex, said Rich Gregson, executive director of the California Peace Officers Association.
"Police officers will investigate areas that have known histories of this sort of activity. They rely on their own knowledge and experience to tell what is happening. Most officers know the difference between an intentional signal and a stray motion," he said.
The public has a right to enter public areas without worrying about inadvertently seeing lewd acts, Gregson said. The 35-year veteran police chief said he believed this sort of activity took place "in every jurisdiction" and heard stories of "off-duty officers and even judges being caught and arrested."
With many other options available for gay men to meet each other, Gershen Kaufman, a professor emeritus of psychology at Michigan State University and author of the book "Coming Out of Shame," said public cruising is practiced mainly by deeply closeted men.
"Cruisers are not sex offenders. They are deeply, deeply closeted. There is a lot of self-hatred and shame and they can't allow themselves to come to terms with their sexuality. There is also the added element of danger and being discovered," he said.

Did you find that article helpful on picking up men in public restrooms? Who knew tapping on the ground with your foot is code for "wanna fuck?" The news is so educational! Hmm maybe I can convince Kevin to try this and I'll do a follow up post on his cruising for guys in bathrooms. I'll bribe him with chicken fingers. The only thing the article doesn't mention is that most public restrooms where cruising actually happens there are glory holes. What's a glory hole you ask? A glory hole is an opening cut into the partition between two stalls in a men's restroom, through which oral sex can be performed. (That awkward moment when I had to explain to my mom what a glory holes was.) Chances are if you didn't know what a glory was you've probably seen one. Acts like this usually involve the closeted men that don't want to be seen like the article states.

Well I guess as long as there's horny adventurous men there will be sex in public. My only advice is becareful! Check your surroundings before you play poke me in the brown eye. Avoid places where there is children! That's just wrong! Use protection! The last thing you want is that adventurous romp to give you something you won't be able to get rid of! It's actually safe to keep a condom in your wallet for about a month before it becomes subject to breakage. I am not a promiscuous person in the lest but even I keep condoms in my fag bag cause you never know. AND lastly, try not to get arrested! (Try explaining that to a possible future employer.)

So inquiring dirty minds want to know your story! If you had a public sexual encounter please share it by clicking on the blue comment link below. Remember all comments can be left anonymously. Even I won't know who you are or how big of a dirty kinky freak you actually are.

Gay For Pay

Gay for pay is when you have a heterosexual male who will preform gay sexual acts for money. I've been noticing that the straight male is profiting off on our need (as gay males) for hot men to lust over. No matter where you go in our 'Gay World' you're gonna run into so called straight men that are pretending to be gay just to earn a living. Just think about it; that muscly Go Go Dancer at your local gay bar, the bartender, barback, club security, even the club owner are most times straight. The heterosexuals have found a way to make money off our lifestyle and it's 'Cha Ching' all the way to the bank.

I was at our local gay bar recently and this establishment is known to hire muscle looking kind of guys to dance. (If you call it dancing. Apparently swaying back and forth and flexing is dancing to these guys) Most times these guys do nothing for me. They dance around in G-Strings, Jockstraps, and Thongs to try to entice us to give them a dollar. (Yo, Hercules can you break a five?) They aren't allowed to be fully naked so they have to stay semi-covered. There's even guys that wear flake penis underwear (their real junk is actually behind it or in it. It's kinda like a prosthetic penis) I swear I can spot a fake dick a mile away. My ass has dickdar. When I get close to a nice one my ass puckers up, but if the dick is fake It wants nothing to do with it.

There was only a handful of times where the gay for pay dancer actually did anything for me. A few weeks go there was a hot one out at the bar who was actually a really good dancer. He did this dance move where he did a headstand and humped the air. It was pretty amazing. His outfit choices consisted of thongs. He had a hot body and at the end of night he came out in this see through mesh cocksock thing that left nothing to the imagination. (You could see the vein in his cock!) As Bobby drunkenly said in a voicemail to Krissy, "His steak and mash potatoes where out, if you know what I mean."

The porn industry has picked up on the gay for pay trend but if these men are having sex with other men are they still considered "straight?" Here's Bobby's take on the whole thing, "Gay for pay doesn't really impress me. I could see how some people may get very turned on by the "straight" guy having gay sex, but these are porns they aren't real. In my opinion the guy is no more straight then that naughty pizza delivery boy looking to get a nice 'fat tip', or the horny farm hand looking to 'plow a field'. At the end of the day you wanna see gay sex. Unless the fantasy itself helps you get off by them actually commenting that they are straight, then there is no difference." In my opinion if these straight guys are performing gay sexual acts on other men then they really should be calling themselves "Bi."

Websites like; Fratmen, Fratpad, HazeHim, DickDorm, Sean Cody and others all feature straights (there's of course some gay and bi-curious men too.) willing to do things for a buck. Alot of the websites are centered around a fraternity and show horny college boys fucking and sucking their way through school. These website are actually fake though. These so called "fraternities" were created to provide an illusion that this behavior happens when you put sexually active men together. These fratboys went through screenings and auditions just like anything else, it's an act for the camera. Just think about it when in your life have you've seen a frat house full of guys that look like that?? Seriously frat boys have bad skin and beer bellies! The gay porn industry seems to market the same type of boy. They are always 20 something jock types with 6% body fat, cum gutters (six pack abs) and a desperate need for money. The more money offered the more intense the sexual act.

If you watch MTV on Wednesday night you'll meet a gay for pay who actually made it to mainstream television. Dustin Zito from The Real World: Las Vegas was a gay for pay. He went by the name of Spencer for the porn sites. On the very first episode he tells us that he was a model and worked for this website where he walked around naked on a webcam. He stated that the website was actually geared towards gay men and featured college aged boys in a fraternity. When he got The Real World gig he kinda sugar coated things with MTV a bit saying that he never really performed gay acts. (um oral sex and handjobs with another guy sounds like gay acts to me) Apparently the gay sites were suppose to take every picture and video of him down (as far as I know they have now unless it's on someones personal site) of course the sites took their sweet time. The porn sites aren't stupid they know people are going to look him up and pay to see him play with another guy.

You could consider mainstream actors gay for pay as well. Television production companies realize the importance of putting gay characters on tv. Darren Criss (Blaine) from Glee "came out" so to speak as straight. He has said in interviews, "It doesn't matter if I'm gay or straight, I'm just playing a role." In a recent episode he had a scene where he kissed Kurt. (played by Chris Colfer who is a real gay) The kiss was actually epic and has created both positive and negative feedback. Darren Criss goes on to say, "I think it's more empowering to everybody, including myself, if I'm articulate about identifying myself as a straight male playing a gay character. Ultimately, that's more powerful for both communities." This is one case where being gay for pay has created positive role models for young gay teens. More and more actors are jumping at the chance to play gay characters. On 90210 Trevor Donovan's character (Teddy) came out of the closet and gays everywhere got a little wet in their crotches. Yes he really is that yummy! If you think about it almost every television network features a gay character somewhere on their lineup and most times he is a young jock pretty boy kind of type. Sex sells and we're buying it.

So why do you think we find straight men so appealing? Why are porn sites marketing straight and so called bi-curious men (bi is really just a sausage ride away from Gayville anyway.) to the gay community? Well to really break it down simple. I seriously think the reason why we love straight men is because most of them are unattainable. (It's a fantasy and desire.) You know what they say when you can't have something that's when you want it the most. After all we are gay we love men! Manly men! Gimme, gimme! Some gay men also enjoy the challenge of trying to sleep with straighties. It becomes kind of like a game. (For most the idea of possibly changing a straight guy is a turn on.) Three percent of men report having a sexual experience with the same sex this past year. I'll be honest I like to flirt with straight men and most actually find it a compliment. Have I ever had sex with a straight man? No, everyone I've been with were gay, but I have made out with at least two different straight guys before. They were drunk. One even stated "I bet you're really good at giving head." and kinda suggested that he was interested. I of course didn't take him up on his offer.
Kevin seems to have a straight guy fetish (the perfect market for the gay for pay industry. He is also the average age these porns go after.) whether it's porn or actually hooking up with so called straight guys. He's been confirming straightness since 1999. When I asked him why he liked them so much his reply was, "Well when you hook up with them you know it's all good because there's no strings attached. It's like a nice hump and dump. I had fun and they don't really want to bring it up again for fear that someone will find out. OR most times they just don't remember because they were really that fucked up." (Cough, whore haha)

This past weekend I was invited to a house party at my friend Lukas's and I dragged Kevin along with me. It was a very diverse group of people full of fags, hags, and stags. Kevin and I did a little 'basket shopping' (when you check out a guy's package in his pants) and drank a lot of cosmos. (which we will now call Devil's Drank. Lukas had cosmos mixed up on tap and he must have made at least five batches.) After Kevin's third glass of cosmo he then asked Lukas, "Can I have my next drink in red Solo cup?" Lukas looked at him puzzled and I said, "He's known to break things and spill stuff." I was right even with the Solo cup he managed to spill a little pink cosmo on his white T-shirt. (I have to remember to start carrying the Tide Pen) There was a few really good looking straight guys at this party. Here we go again. When one of the guys came in Kevin got all excited and said, "Wow he's really hot I wonder if he's straight?" Lukas replied, "Um Kevin you aren't saying that in your head. It was audio, everyone heard you. Yeah he's straight leave him alone." Oh snap!

I think the most interesting part of my evening was at the end of the night. This kinda cute 20 something gay guy Aaron drank a little to much and ended up getting sick. Someone put him to bed and Kevin and I went upstairs to check on him. Kevin was talking to other people in the room and I was chatting with Aaron. He pulled the blanket off himself to show me he had no pants or underwear on. He smiled and laughed I quickly threw the blanket back on him before anyone else saw and said, "Hunny cover your twig and berries." It was really funny and he pretty much passed out shortly after that. The next day he messaged me and had no recollection of what happened.

I guess what it all comes down to is that men in general are visional creatures (that's why 70% watch porn) so as long as we are attracted to the guy it doesn't matter if he is bi, gay, or straight we'll be interested. It's all about the eye candy! As long as there's straight men willing to play gay, well be willing to pay. Would I ever be "straight to date?" Well considering I practically shit glitter I think that's impossible. I love my girls, but Ew pooter.