I must say I certainly found this article to be a bit of a show stopper as I drank my morning coffee… Best sentence: “Our parents recognized what we actually do, and it was not good.” From Salon :

Based on their YouTube channel, Elijah and Milo Peters just seem like your average, slightly awkward Czech teenage twins. They enjoy role-playing games and steak. They like frolicking around on the beach in their elaborately patterned underwear and taunting each other while bodybuilding. (“Hey you lazy-ee boy! Put some weight on eet!”) But the Peters twins aren’t quite as innocent as their goofy grins and adorable accents suggest.

Over the past few months, they have become two of the most controversial performers to hit the gay porn world in a very long time. That’s because they’re willing to break a taboo that, even in an industry that thrives on extremes, is too extreme for many: twin incest (or, more succinctly, twincest). While the concept of twin performers is not new to the gay porn world, the Peters twins are notable both because of the extent of their popularity and the things they are willing to do with each other on camera. They French kiss; they perform oral sex on each other; they have anal sex; and most shockingly of all, they do it in a tender and romantic way.

“My brother is my boyfriend, and I am his boyfriend,” says one of the twins during a phone call from Prague (Elijah and Milo sound so much alike on the phone it is impossible to tell which one is speaking). “He is my lifeblood, and he is my only love.”

The twins’ astonishing lack of shame—and their willingness to do anything with each other on camera—has helped turn them into a gay porn phenomenon. Since they first began appearing on Czech porn studio Bel Ami’s website in 2009, the company’s traffic has doubled to 1.5 million users per month, and Milo and Elijah have become the subject of breathless coverage on adult blogging sites like Fleshbot and The Sword. They’ve even been flown from Prague to the United States for a whirlwind tour of Florida gay nightspots. But their surprising popularity raises some disturbing questions: Who are these twins? What keeps so many people watching them? And what, exactly, are viewers getting off on?

 
Read more: Gay porn’s most shocking taboo (Salon)

 
Questions: will they still be adequate in the making of projectiles?  And will using them allow you to be oh, maybe, please, just a little bit raptured?  From the New York Daily News:

Call it pint-sized protection for preteens.  A Switzerland-based company is manufacturing extra-small condoms for the 12- to 14-year-old set.  Dubbed the Hotshot, the prophylactic was developed in response to a study that indicated young teens were regularly engaging in unprotected sex.

“The result that shocked us concerned young boys who display apparently risky behaviour,” said Nancy Bodmer, who oversaw the research for the study at the Center for Development and Personality Psychology at Basel University in Switzerland.  “They have more of a tendency not to protect themselves,” she said, adding that because of their young age, they also do not know much about sexuality.  “They do not understand the consequences of what they are doing,” Bodmer said. “The results of this study suggest that early prevention makes sense.”

Several organizations, including family planning groups, campaigned for the production of the small condoms.  The Hotshot measures 1.7 inches in diameter (as opposed to 2 inches found with regular ones), and 7.4 inches in length.  According to the company, Lamprecht AG, it is only available in Switzerland.

(via Sociological Images)

 
This is recent New York Times article is awesome for so many reasons. I used to live a block away from the Stonewall Bar for a number of years and I never saw a single superhero walking in or out of the place. Then again, Clark Kent could have changed into his Superman duds after he was amongst his super friends?

Dim lighting. Rendezvous-friendly nooks. Muscled bartenders. Pulsating dance music. At first glance, it could be any Saturday night in any gay bar in New York.

But then you notice, off to one corner, Superman flirting with Green Lantern. And there, across the room, someone in the form-fitting outfit of Black Adam, Captain Marvel’s foe, determinedly working the floor. In fact, there seems to be an inordinate number of men here tonight who look as if they have all but jumped from the pages of a comic book. And in some way, they have.

This is Skin Tight U.S.A., the occasional costume-fetish party held at the Stonewall Inn in the West Village, which draws a regular group of men (and their admirers) who enjoy a special kind of dress-up. Some wear heroic outfits; some, wrestling gear. The crowd can range from 25 people on an average night to 250 on a spectacular one. The common thread is that the muscle-cuddling garb often leaves little to the imagination.

“I was always attracted to the superhero physique,” said Matthew Levine, 31, who helped found the party in 2005 with Andrew Owen, 44, and who was one of the few participants willing to be named. The two become friends as, respectively, the graphic designer and Webmaster for Hard Comixxx, a predecessor of Skin Tight, once held at the Eagle bar in Chelsea. Mr. Levine is a big fan of the X-Men (who have a handful of gay characters) and the Transformers (all of whom seem straight) and has been reading comics since he was 8. “As I got older,” he said, “I realized, ‘Oh, this is why I admire the Grecian ideal of manhood and musculature.’

Out of the Closet and Up Up and Away (New York Times)

Thank you Alexandra Le Tellier!

 
Anti-piracy public service announcement from a group of “all star” pornies, including “hedgehog” Ron Jeremy, a bunch of sluts I’ve never heard of and Sarah Palin porn-a-like, Lisa Ann (I’m no fan of Palin’s but this woman looks like Sarah Palin maybe after she’s been hit in the face with a shovel).

This PSA will have perhaps less of an effect even than anti-marijuana messages, which is to say next to none. How many horny guys dialing up LubeTube will have second thoughts about stealing their product after seeing this? I’d wager zero is the winning answer to that!

Thank you Marc Campbell!

 
Author Ted Cox’s last gig saw him going undercover at a “furry” camp.  His next assignment brought him to Phoenix, Arizona, and “Journey into Manhood,” a Christian-backed weekend retreat designed to help gay men go straight.

In the guise of an SSA (same-sex attracted Christian man), Cox, who’s both straight and an atheist, experienced everything from the “Motorcycle” position, to having erections pressed into his back.

He also happened to witness a fellow retreater taking a baseball bat to a dummy of his own father and beating the shit out of it.  Cox’s motivations for going incognito were, to say the least, complicated:

First, I was raised in the Mormon church, which has taken the lead against equal marriage rights for gays and lesbians.  It’s been ten years since I left Mormonism, and I feel a particular need to stand up against the church’s well-funded opposition to marriage equality.

Second, while the ex-gay movement has publicly declared that they can bring “freedom from homosexuality,” there’s no evidence that someone can change his or her orientation through these religiously motivated programs.  Rather than turning straight, the men and women that I met throughout this project dealt with a cycle of repression, backsliding into sin, then shame, guilt, and repentance.

Third, these programs are dangerous.  Ex-gay watchdog groups document the stories of men who, after years of failed attempts to become straight, resort to suicide.

As reads go, it’s long, but definitely worthwhile.  A short segment with Cox on Fox News follows below:

 
What Happened When I Went Undercover at a Christian Gay-to-Straight Conversion Camp

 
Back in 2001, filmmaker Liz Canner (Deadly Embrace: Nicaragua, The World Bank and International Monetary Fund) took a job editing erotic videos for a pharmaceutical company.  Like most jobs probably involving pornography and drugs, it wasn’t at all what she thought it’d be cracked up to be:

Her employer is developing what they hope will be the first Viagra drug for women that wins FDA approval to treat a new disease: Female Sexual Dysfunction (FSD).  Liz gains permission to film the company for her own documentary.  Initially, she plans to create a movie about science and pleasure but she soon begins to suspect that her employer, along with a cadre of other medical companies, might be trying to take advantage of women (and potentially endanger their health) in pursuit of billion dollar profits.  ORGASM INC. is a powerful look inside the medical industry and the marketing campaigns that are literally and figuratively reshaping our everyday lives around health, illness, desire — and that ultimate moment: orgasm.

 
Orgasm, Inc. Official Website

(via Alternet)

 
Left image: SATANIC RAM.  A tactile picture of a naked voluptuous woman dressed as a Satanic ram.  She wears a long cardboard mask of spires, a beard and an inverted cross.  Her pubic hair forms a triangle between her legs.

Right image: POSING IN SNAKESKIN SHOES.  A tactile picture of a naked woman standing in snakeskin shoes.  She wears a plastic bag over her head, with paper cones for eyes.  This photograph was taken from a lower angle revealing a vagina shaved bare.

Just two of seventeen images for the visually impaired by Toronto artist Lisa Murphy.  Her book, Tactile Minds—part erotica, part objet d’art—was created after Murphy realized that the “blind have been left out in a culture saturated with sexual images.”

Pornographic Magazine For The Blind Launched

 
Former porno actress Stormy Daniels—star of Frosty the Snow Ho, Space Nuts and Operation Desert Stormy—sent out a press release today announcing that she was joining the Republican Party. The rumor is that she’s going to run for the Senate against morally compromised hypocrite Senator David Vitter. Vitter is an uptight religious prig with a hooker problem. He is a Creationist, wants to ban gay marriage with a Constitutional amendment and to declare a National Tea Party Day!

I say God bless Stormy Daniels!

Here is her almost Swiftian statement. It’s a mini-masterpiece:

“After months of careful deliberation and consult as to the true nature of my political affiliation I am ready today to declare that should I seek the office of US Senator from the great state of Louisiana that I will do so as a Republican.

“While this decision has not been an easy one, recent events regarding Republican National Committee fundraising at Voyeur, an LA based lesbian bondage themed nightclub finally tipped the scales.

“As I have said for well over a year, it is time that our government and our tax policy begin rewarding entrepreneurship and creativity again. It is time again to inspire positive risks and out-of-the-box thinking in the interest of growing a strong economy and a strong America.

“For me, this spirit can be summed up in the RNC’s investment of donor funds at Voyeur.

“As someone who has worked extensively in both the club and film side of the Adult Entertainment Industry, I know from experience that a mere $1900 outlay at a club with the reputation of Voyeur is a clear indication of a frugal investment with a keen eye toward maximum return.

“And I firmly believe that it is precisely this type of creative and calculated investing that we, as taxpaying Americans, should expect not only from our political parties but from our government. The American taxpayer deserves consistent conservatives who reject wasteful spending and unwarranted government intervention in the private sector.

“As is the case with so many of my fellow Louisianans, I have been a registered Democrat throughout my life. But now I cannot help but recognize that over time my libertarian values regarding both money and sex and the legal use of one for the other is now best espoused by the Republican Party.”

Is Stormy Daniels damaging the Republican Party? (New Orleans.com) [And to this I add: No, David Vitter is!]

 
Vulva Original is the perfume that smells like a vagina (With a name like that, it had better). Is this a good idea? I can’t tell. In theory it could be a good idea, but is it really a good idea? Please weigh in on the comments if you have an opinion about this. Not an opinion of vaginas in general please, but of this particular product.

DALLAS - A new scent claims to accurately capture the “the vaginal scent of a beautiful woman.”

Vulva Original bills itself not as a perfume, but an erotic feminine scent designed to offer pleasure and arousal by smelling it.

It is not clear what compromises the concoction but it is advertised as being a “slightly yellow, desirable substance” that contains “more organic content.”

Users are urged to apply it to certain areas of the body via a roll-on applicator.

The product, apparently available only online via its official Web site, sells for about $33.

The site is peppered with provocative photos and opens with a video depicting a woman working out on a stationary exercise bike.

 
What Do Gay Men Think Of “Vulva,” The Ladyparts Perfume? (Jezebel)

I went and bought that “Vulva” perfume (Basenotes)

Thank you Paul Gallagher!

 
I don’t know if any of you have heard about the whole sex scandal with Tiger Woods, but if the world famous golfer thought the worst was behind him, when he woke up this morning to the news that one of his alleged mistresses, porn star Joslyn James (real name: Veronica Siwik-Daniels), had put up 100 of his “sexy” text messages to her online at a site called Sexting Joslyn James.com, he was certainly disabused of that notion immediately. If his wife is already as homicidal as she seems to be, he’d better make sure all of his golf clubs (and all sharp objects) are well out of her grasp when she gets a load of this site, because this will push her well over the edge! It would be in poor taste for me to reprint them here, but trust me, this is some good, hilarious shit.

Unless, of course, you’re Tiger Woods…

Okay, here’s some of the better ones. Yuu don’t get her side, but it’s pretty obvious how she answers anyway:

Tiger:Sent: 01:28 PM 09/08/2009:
Have you ever had a golden shower done to you

Tiger:Sent: 01:29 PM 09/08/2009:
Just morbid curiosity

Tiger:Sent: 01:30 PM 09/08/2009:
Really. You. You have done just about everything havent you

Tiger:Sent: 01:32 PM 09/08/2009:
Never done it. I think i would get stage freight

The dude is fuckin’ toast, isn’t he? Talk about revenge served cold… ouch.

 
I honestly don’t know what to make of this one.

This is an absurdist art piece from an ongoing project in which the artist David Livingston wears a 6’ long flaccid felt penis that he sewed and stuffed with sofa upholstery. All of his video art pieces thus far have taken place in various New York City neighborhoods.

From New York Press:

I find its childish humor appealing, and I am fascinated by my sudden transformation from anonymous pedestrian to attention-grabbing street performer. I don’t have to say a word, and it affects people in a whole host of ways. Most people either laugh or look away awkwardly. Some people are curious and want to start a conversation. Some people respond with anger. For me, the performance is about overcoming fear, but I like that it means something different to everyone who encounters me.

(via Nerdcore)

 
I think it’s a safe bet to say that there are many porn aficionados who are also fans of Dungeons & Dragons. A subset thereof. But it’s also probably not going too far out on a limb to suggest that nearly ALL D&D aficionados are porn fans, too. I mean, well…that’s just not a very controversial statement, is it?

So this is why author, artist and male pornstar Zak Smith’s blog, Playing D&D with Pornstars is becoming so popular. The name obviously has a lot to do with it—tell me your eyes didn’t go right to the title—but so might the alt porn kittens who dungeon master Smith plays with: Sasha Grey. Kimberly Kane, Justine Joli, Mandy Morbid and Satine Phoenix.

Four Ways of Looking at a Vampire (Playing D&D with Pornstars)

Thank you Anthony Miller!

 
Diogenes the Cynic roamed about around ancient Greece with a lantern searching for an honest man. But that was then and this is now. At the University of Montreal a group of scientists searched for men who had never looked at porn, but were unable to locate a single one!

“We started our research seeking men in their 20s who had never consumed pornography,” said Professor Simon Louis Lajeunesse. “We couldn’t find any.”

Although hampered in its original aim, the study did examine the habits of those young men who used pornography – which would appear to be all of them.

Prof Lajeunesse interviewed 20 heterosexual male university students who consumed pornography, and found on average, they first watched pornography when they were 10 years old.

All men watch porn, scientists find (Telegraph)

This lost gem of late-sixties psychedelic erotica by “Mary Sativa” (har har) documents the sexual exploits of a young woman while on seven different drugs (one after the other). Now that’s proper journalism, about actually important things. Check out this customer review:

Acic Temple Ball describes the loves and lovemaking of a young lady during the very peak of the psychedelic era of the later sixties, the height of glorified sex, drugs, and rock and roll. This book is truly a classic of it’s era. Our heroine in “Acid Temple Ball,” experiences lovemaking while using at least seven different types of drugs popular or available at the time. Her experiences while on LSD and other chemicals is both surprisingly seductive and amazingly accurate and believable and actually well written. Sharon Rudahl, shows her talent as a writer capable of fascinatingly realistic descriptions of feelings and emotions even in hallucenigenic and altered consciousness affected states, even at the young age of 21 when she wrote this paperback. This is clearly a paperback for adults only, something you wouldn’t want even mature young teenagers to read without some adult supervision. Nevertheless, this book is an unique trip into it’s time, focusing on the pleasures and sensualism of a young female during the height of the love generation and her experiences through the use of at least seven different types of drugs in various combinations. I recall reading this book in 1969, the year of it’s first edition. I think my beautiful Sri Lankan cosmopolitan girlfriend gave me a copy (or should I say “turned me on to it”), before she threw me a surprise birthday party in an old historic stone church in the University district of Minneapolis, complete with rock band, light show, and mescaline punch sponsored by the cosmic vendors association. “Acid Temple Ball,” by Mary Sativa, (Sharon Rudahl Peters), is part and parcel of the time, seen through the looking glass and mystic smoke of mind blowing sexual narrative unbalanced by the bummers, by-products and general downers of drug use - but what a trip it was. Sharon Rudahl later was a pioneer of “underground feminist comix” and most recently released the 2007 paperback novel “A Dangerous Woman: the Graphic Biography of Emma Goldman”, which is also well written and has been well received.

(Mary Sativa: Acid Temple Ball)

(Read it for free here!!)

A huge collection of films by “other cinema” pioneer Lutz Mommartz is available at the Internet Archive. Music in the first clip is by a group called The Iceni about whom I can find no further info. Anybody ?

 
Maybe NSFW. Definitely uh, hot…

thx Tara !

Brilliant mash-up of Star Trek: The Next Generation as one gigantic cosmic sex act. This is pertinent to my interests!

(Get Up Make Love: 21st Sentury Space Sexploration)

Check out this article I just wrote for h+ magazine on re-sexualizing space now that Obama has cut NASA’s budget to nothing.

I can’t say that I’m particularly surprised by Obama’s new plan to scarper plans of government-funded human space exploration. NASA’s till has been empty for decades—yet with this continued elimination of space agency funds for getting people into space, it feels like we’re letting go of something vitally important.

We weren’t supposed to just get up there to plant some flags and analyze some rocks, and then give up because we’d won the game of King of the Hill. What happened to the Great Dream?

It’s been twenty years since the Cold War ended. Now, in our global bureaucratic paper shuffle, it feels like we’ve lost some of the fight, the big project, the sense of having a goal. Now we’re drowning in our lack of motivation, bereft of that big vision of space that, for a small period of time, gave us a forward imperative, something inspiring enough to get our minds out of our collective crap, our business-as-usual-on-planet-Earth nonsense. Resource skirmishes, religious friction, global warming, and Obama just don’t really cut it in the same way the Space Race did; now, in the twenty-first century, it seems like we’re just coping and making do instead of pushing forward. We’ve taken a big step backward from “one small step for man and one giant leap for mankind.” We lost interest because space isn’t sexy anymore—and that’s the problem right there.

(h+: Get Up Make Love)

 
Blood, shadows, a pregnant woman screaming…the below trailer looks like it’s teasing some kind of It’s Alive knock-off.  But it’s really a promo spot for the “horror film” 2028, one of fifteen anti-teen pregnancy spots sponsored by the United Way of Milwaukee’s Healthy Girls organization.

Hoping to deglamorize Bristol Palin-type pregnancies, the trailers end with the message, Get pregnant as a teen and the next 18 years could be the hardest of your life,” and a Web address for BabyCanWait.  The campaign’s print ads are no less subtle with their “images of teen boys with pregnant bellies and a baby diaper with a brown scratch-n’-sniff spot.” 

And while BabyCanWait isn’t per se of an abstinence-only mindset (they provide information about STDs and contraception), Broadsheet’s Tracy Clark-Flory (breathlessly) wonders:

Are these shock-and-awe tactics the best way to reach kids? While I sympathize with the goal, and appreciate the clear and creative commitment to it, something about the trailer didn’t sit well with me.

For one thing, horror movies are glamorous, too. (Older) teens and women like Saw, say.  Not saying it’s aspirational, but the genre itself is seen as a double-dog-dare lark, not a cautionary tale about (say) losing your virginity at summer camp REE! REE! REE!  You know?  So there’s that.  There’s also something about it that contributes to an ugly stigma.  Teen mothers as screaming bloody victims.  The baby as some sort of evil spawn.  Or something like that.  Ick.  Not helpful.

Finally, I don’t think kids are running around getting (people) pregnant because Bristol and Jamie Lynn made it look so, like, cute.  Or even just because ADULTS ARE LYING TO THEM ABOUT BIRTH CONTROL, which they are.  There are so many naive, misguided, melancholy, ironic reasons that teens want to get pregnant, be parents.  They’ve seen their sisters and brothers and friends do it.  And it’s hard hard hard. But based on what’s become normal to them it’s not a horrorshow.  I’m not sure you can convince them it is in a one-minute trailer when the rest of their life says otherwise.

 
(via Alternet)

The Guardian discusses the “fun” of sharing a bed with somebody. Various positions and all. The article checks in with various British media people (?!) on how they do it. American mileage may vary, I think we’re all too drugged up on ambien and slathered in fried chicken grease to care as much…

It’s one of the first things to go in the war of attrition between romance and pragmatism ?

Humor via Punchbaby:

Just think of this as a guide to modern life, having an orgy is a great way to meet people, have some fun and let off some steam after a busy week in the office. The end result is a culmination of careful planning and of course inviting the right people ?