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October 2nd, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Hot Dude’s Predicaments

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It all started when Molly Ren tweeted “I love this image so much and I know almost nothing about who took it or where it’s from.”

My first impulse was to tweet back something snarky like “There’s an app for that” with a link to my porn research and attribution service that not enough people use. But I made my saving throw, and thus spared Molly my snark.

Still, the image that caught her attention was intriguing and engaging, even though (like so many Tumblr specials) somebody had cropped off the watermark. I ended up tracking it down anyway, along with a companion image. They are from a page that currently loads some source but will not render for me in any of my browsers, that’s also not in the Internet Archive, but fortunately at the moment when I was looking, Google Cache still had it.

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According to mouse-over tool-tip text I found on the cached page, these photos are “Collaboration #1” and “Collaboration #2” by Michel Groisman and Manuel Vason, and they’re dated “Nottingham 2006”.

Am I good at this? Yeah, I’m good at this.

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October 1st, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Why Porn Banner Ads Are So Bad

Ever wonder why so many banner ads on adult sites are crude, amateurish, and stupid? It’s a deliberate design strategy:

I had to do it in a lot of different languages–Russian, I don’t know why Russian! And he told me “just Google Translate it!” And I said “but it won’t be right”, and they said “no, it’s not supposed to be right, because then people click it more”.

They’re supposed to be written with spelling mistakes. It’s not that it looks homemade, as much as something is disturbed about the picture, so you look at it and you click. It’s all about catching the eye. It’s psychology. Low, low psychology. Also, really simple, stupid sentences, like “fuck the neighborhood sluts” or “hot MILFs”.

From Things You Learn Designing Porn Banners for a Living.

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September 30th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Modeling An Anal Tunnel Plug

Remember when I was all “WTF?” about a new-to-me insertable butt toy called an anal tunnel plug? Thanks to advances in porn discovery enabled by Tumblr, here’s a Sex And Submission photo of such a plug being worn and modeled in a (perforce) gaping anus:

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It looks hotter than I would have thought, actually. Maybe the recent anal gaping explainer I blogged has helped build empathy for that family of fetishes?

Photo is from Anal Bounty Hunter III.

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September 29th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Skinny Dipping Muses

 
September 28th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Sex Gangsters Game

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More than five years ago I did a brief survey of the then-available sex games. Then and now, it struck me that that sex games are an underdeveloped genre, with a lot of profit potential. But I haven’t really kept up with developments in this space.

I did recently learn of a freemium browser game (no download, free to play, lots of opportunities to spend real money for in-game perks) called Sex Gangsters.

My first impression is that it’s a brotastic male-gaze extravaganza of pimpin’ misogyny that wastes no time worrying about consent issues. “But other than that, how was the play, Mrs. Lincoln?” What caught my eye (and my interest) are the game’s art assets. It proceeds from panel to panel in an interactive graphic-novel style, and by all appearances, there are hundreds-to-thousands of said panels. Despite the generally low status and poor treatment of women in the game, they are sometimes seen getting the upper hand:

two women dragging a naked sex gangster by his heels

The artwork itself is nothing special, but there is rather a lot of it. Although the Japanese were there long ago, this is the first non-anime-style sex game of its type that I’ve seen in English. I’d love to see something like it with a gender-egalitarian sex-positive storyline. A crowdfunding idea for somebody to run with…

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September 28th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

A Careful Handjob

I like how she slyly kneels out of the “line of fire” when she realizes he’s about ready to shoot his load:

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Another Gracy Gimp creation, this one titled Un peu de douceur. (That means something like “a little sweetness” according to Google Translate.)

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September 27th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Trigger Warning: No Trigger Warnings

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I just did a search. 4,663 posts on ErosBlog, and the phrase “trigger warning” does not appear in any of them. Sadly, with this post I am blowing my perfect record.

For interest, I searched all 19,233 comments, too. No “trigger warning” phrase in any of them, either. I interpret this to mean that nobody has complained about the lack. (That’s not the only possible explanation; a complaint like that might have been moderated away if it was sufficiently jerkish. But I don’t remember anything like that ever happening.)

I don’t use trigger warnings. I don’t think they make sense. But I have refrained, ere now, from sharing this opinion, because I was (and remain) open to the possibility that my antipathy reveals me as a giant dick. But still, I don’t use them. I don’t think they make logical sense. No stranger can predict what will “trigger” another stranger. Put it another way, you got your trigger warning when you turned on your computing device. It’s up to you to protect yourself, using all the contextual clues that everybody uses in deciding what they should or shouldn’t read and view on the internet.

Although I don’t have much more to say about that, Erin Kennedy at Sex For The Rest recently explored the subject at length in the post Trigger Warnings Are The Arm Floaties Of The Internet. This part of the post does a good job of explaining my perspective:

Trigger warnings create an unrealistic expectation that people will cater language and behavior to accommodate you.

In kink culture, you’re responsible for your own self-care. If you’re walking through a dungeon and happen upon a scene that really squigs you out, you do not have the right to step into that scene and ask the participants to warn you the next time they decide to shove metal rods up someone’s urethra. Kink colloquialisms vary from city to city, but in my hometown if you see something you want to unsee, you say, “I’m going to go get a cookie.” Then you leave the room and have a cookie and a breath. Because the locus of control over your emotions is internal. It is not up to the people doing or saying the potentially disturbing whatthefuckever to tailor their expression to your comfort level.

Sex therapist and writer Buster Ross had similar feelings and expressed them at his workshop with Dr. Chris Donaghue about sex shaming at Catalyst Con:

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