One of our favorite, hot, hot stories from the Inner Circle, Steve Giammarco’s B-52 at Edwards AFB, has been given the royal treatment by our new friend, excellent cartoonist Kenzie LaMar.

This is naughty stuff, and we can’t keep it to ourselves. For your enjoyment, a favorite passage, and a couple of Kenzie’s kick-ass drawings:

Gripping the elastic of his boxers, I let go of his toy. It quivers but remains at the same angle rising up toward his navel as I stretch the band up to clear his bone and slide them along with his fatigues down until his kneecaps show. Fuzzy blonde haired balls are pulled tightly against his body. What a studpup. From this angle I can see the cleft of his ass pressed against the steel grate that serves as flooring on Deck One. How will he explain the cross-hatch marks on his ass and thighs?

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Who doesn’t like a good blow job? Wolf wants his partner (boy or girl — he doesn’t care) to take their time on his thick and sloppy eight inches. He’s got all the features: foreskin, perfect form, and that ridged and rugged length that can’t be ignored.

Watching Wolf get off on Keefe’s pretty-boy mouth is almost as good as getting the same treatment for oneself. We’re sure you’ll know how to make up the difference.

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“How verdant is the heather, how manly are my loins?”

The song rings down the glade as the Highlands meet the Lowlands.

The kilt is back with a vengeance, though it never truly went away.

Old by 19th Century standards when it was popularized by the Scots, the garments are becoming more visible than ever. The Scottish Military still requires them as a uniform. In Europe, rugby players and their roughneck fan base don them on and off the field. They’re even turning up on the runway. Now the kilt even has a fab subcultural acronym: the M.U.G., i.e. the Modern Unbifurcated Garment.

Why the resurgence at this time in history? Aesthetics for starters. The look is undeniably hot and surprisingly complimentary to nearly every type and age of man.

Legs characterized by granite thighs and vascular calves can often be a man’s best feature after all. The kilt accentuates the power of the waist, the breadth of the shoulders, the contours of the hips. (more…)

A full month before Inauguration Day, no-Drama Obama finally made his own first public blunder, selecting Pastor Rick Warren to give the invocation at his swearing-in ceremony on January 20.

Yes, that’s right, Rick Warren. Public Proposition 8 supporter, and pastor of Saddleback Church, an Orange County Evangelical megachurch, who humbly stated that same-sex marriage is comparable to incest or pedophilia and could lead to hate speech prosecutions of Christians.

Who knew that the first controversy President-Elect Obama would be responsible for would bypass the fringe right-wing mobs that called him a Muslim or a socialist. Instead the outrage comes from the left, people in the heart of the pro-diversity coalition that Obama inexorably represents, rightly offended by Warren’s views.

It’s not hard to imagine what the transition team’s reasoning was, as the decision was likely made without much thought. Warren is a staunch social conservative whose following voted for John McCain, but agrees with Obama on climate change, AIDS, energy and concern for the downtrodden, where Obama’s most ambitious agenda lies. The Obama team hoped to reach out to “both sides” to make the inauguration into an all-American event rather than a partisan one. (more…)

Christmas is almost here, with its perennial promise of expanding our wardrobes, often with gifts so unnecessary and trendy we’d feel too guilty to buy them for ourselves. Magazine ads are all about retail, where waxy models put away the swim trunks and don the most up-to-date name brand clothing.

That’s good news for the oglers, because there’s something about a well-dressed man that never disappoints, even as we grow so accustomed to exposed 6-packs that they get boring.

Fashion is something I forgot through college, where everyone conspicuously dresses like shit. But in high school, attire was a person’s primary identity statement, and conversations about attraction used to go like this:

Question: “What kind of guys do you like?”

Answer: “Skaters* and preppy boys. No goths, ew.”

A guy’s “type” was determined entirely by what he wore. It wasn’t body type - since just about every openly gay high school male I knew was absurdly skinny - it wasn’t personality or approach to relationships, and was rarely skin, hair or eye color. It certainly wasn’t the (IMHO) now-overplayed “top” vs. “bottom” dichotomy. Sweaters and Abercrombie and Fitch were the classic style of the popular kids at my predominantly-white suburban school. “Skaters” were their foils - kids who wore beanies and stuck big safety pins all over their clothing, sock bands over their wrists and flashy stickers on their backpacks and bedroom furniture.* (more…)

Remy Delaine. We’ve had a long-running obsession with the French Polynesian Raging Stallion ‘Man of the Year,’ and this is exactly why. His solo scene in Manifesto is nothing if not breath-taking, and we’re featuring it right now in our members area, the Inner Circle.

“Husky” is good, right? We would want three hours of continuous, hardcore action from some of Brazil’s “huskiest” men, wouldn’t we? Is it like rugged, only thicker, with grunting and stubble?

A loosely-held secret of porn promotional blurb-writing is that no matter what material the writer is handed, he must find some way to speak well of it.  That said, though he can’t blatantly insult it, he doesn’t want to be entirely dishonest so there are quite a few occasions on which a writer is stuck saying something most easily likened to “that sweater-vest is so different!”

That’s because even though porn is a multi-billion-dollar industry, the quality of the product is wildly unstable. Writers must forge forward and say the best thing they can say to promote the video they may or may not have actually watched.

To that end I’ve compiled this short guide, after years of weary and dedicated porn promo-reading, to help you through the hurdles and hoops of discerning what should be the least traumatic path to your healthy erection.

Physique

Sexy: (Tommy’s sexy body) The model’s body is of appropriate weight and built. Unfortunately, models who are described as “sexy” also tend to have egregiously overwrought hairstyles and a propensity to tilt their heads to the side.

Despite looking like the lost member of the Pussycat Dolls, this model illustrates what porn promo copy writers are talking about when they say someone is “sexy.”

Chiseled: (Baker’s chiseled good looks) The model has protruding muscles and lower-than-average body fat. This is often accompanied by bad skin and a sunken face. (more…)

It was a scorching summer night and we were making out on the couch in his father’s fancy business condo, away from where his parents lived and where he went to school on the East Coast. After two bottles of wine and a few repeats of the same Coldplay CD, he now had his lips against my neck, one arm wrapped behind me, one leg thrown up over my lap. He paused for a moment to mutter, “so you really don’t mind this even though I’m probably voting for McCain?”

OK, stop.

What compelled him to bring it up then is, to this day, beyond me but at this moment it was his first time mentioning who he’d vote for. I’d been talking about the election earlier, and he apparently assumed I was already aware of his politics — and surely it didn’t matter at that point; it’s not as though I was going to hike my pants and drunkenly trot off to my car in the parking lot to sleep it off in the back seat. (more…)