March 1st, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Er, OK, I realize that there are already some people out there who aren’t prepared to think fisting sounds or looks sexy. If you’re one of them, this may not help:
We first watched a lot of fisting footage we downloaded. Lots of stores here won’t carry fisting titles. Brett called around, blithely asking whether they carried fisting videos as I cowered behind the couch, as if someone were watching or listening. Anyway, I watched the downloaded footage, fascinated yet utterly baffled.. not so much sexually aroused as reminded of the times I’ve reached into the cavity of a turkey or chicken carcass to pull out the giblets. These unfortunate images kept popping into my mind as I put my hand in Brett’s ass.
That’s from Hiromi, at Panties Panties Panties.
February 28th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Via Pursed Lips, this hilarious anecdote from a New York City screening of Inside Deep Throat:
The New York screening of Inside Deep Throat at the Paris Theatre was a hoot. … The hapless lot of directing a post-screening panel fell to Elvis Mitchell, former movie critic at the NY Times. … Mitchell looked on helplessly as McKinnon did her thing, claiming that the film we had just watched was promoting the acceptance of rape. At one point, however, her righteous zeal became unhinged when she claimed that it was not possible to do deep throat safely, that it was a dangerous act that could only be done under hypnosis. “What’s so funny?” she snapped as the audience rippled with mirth. Todd Graff’s hand shot up – “I can do it,” he said, and the room echoed with a chorus of gay men going “me too!” (Gigi Grazer – wife of Brian – later told Graff to stop bragging and that she could do it better than him and had the rocks on her fingers to prove it. Touché).
Sounds like McKinnon picked the wrong audience to spout her anti-sex drivel….
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February 28th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I give up.
I never understood why everyone crapped all over the movie “Catwoman”. Maybe it’s because I was never a comic book fan and don’t understand the aesthetic. It was a light, silly action flick designed to show a lot of Halley Berry in leather, and it delivered. Fluff, sure, but who expects anything else from a comic book movie?
I guess I’ll have to stop saying “I thought it was pretty decent, for what it was.” Because Halle Berry herself has called it a “piece of shit.” If she can’t be bothered to be proud of the spectacle she presents in a leather catsuit (who, I ask you, bought a ticket for any other reason?) then I guess it’s not worth wasting any more fan loyalty on her.
Gratuitous pic of Halle Berry wearing a bondage collar:
Mmmmm.
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February 27th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
On the one hand, my ErosBlog editorial policy is to refrain from trashing anybody’s sexual choices. On the other hand, I don’t think I’ve ever been heard to say anything nice about adulterous affairs. Not because I feel judgmental or condemnatory about them, but for a much simpler reason: all the real-world examples I’m aware of have caused or resulted in a degree of pain that calls the net hedonic benefit into question.
I don’t think this little excerpt from Have to Share is any exception:
I drove the 3 hours down, spent maybe an hour with him, purely sex. Then I made the 3 hour drive back. He hasn’t really spoken to me since. I don’t know what to believe from him anymore. He says he cares for me, but the majority of the e-mails he sends are describing sexual escapades he would like to have in the future. I write him a little of both. I love him. I love the person he is. However, he reminds me of the way my step-brother that molested me in how he treats me. I am wonderful for his amusement over the webcam. I am fascinating when describing sexual adventures for the future. I am amazing when I’m on top of him. Yet, when none of this is going on, he is too busy too speak to me. He’s too busy working. Or, he’s at home, too busy with his wife.
Ouchies.
February 26th, 2005 -- by Aphrodite
Aphrodite blogs:
Although this guy isn’t as unclothed as Bacchus’ recent gay blade guy, I think he’s way hotter. He can board me amidships anytime!
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February 25th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Rask writes on his Diary of a Porn Publisher:
For Valentine’s Day, I bought some used tires for the slave’s Mustang on eBay. It has been suggested in the past that I am romantically-challenged, but I’m sure that this extravagant gesture will put those claims to rest.
I’m sure, I’m sure.
February 25th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Behold, ye mere mortals, and tremble:
This gleaming vision of delight pretty much demands that you see the full-sized image.
From alt. binaries. pictures. nude.
