When I saw the cover of the magazine "Accu-Jacking" I knew I HAD to have it! First of all, the velvet bell-bottom pants, polyester shirts and bizarre wallpaper are worthy of both of my upcoming features of "Interior Desecration" and "Crimes of Fashion".

But the real appeal of this photo set from "Accu-Jacking" is the primitive Fred Flinstone sex toy itself, the "Accu-Jack" appliance. I call it an appliance because something that big and bulky, nearly the size of a wood grained console stereo, would probably have been found in the Major Appliance Department of Sears, right next to the refrigerators.

I remember seeing ads for this device when it came out, but I never saw one in person, and I'd never even seen one demonstrated in such detail before. This magazine obviously was a product demonstration to show it in use.

Through a series of vacuum pumps, plastic tubing, fabric belts with buckles and snaps, two guys can enjoy the machine together as they would on a spaceship! It also had separate attachments for sucking AND fucking - almost like a fully accessorized Kirby vacuum cleaner!

I scanned the entire magazine and cropped each of the 97 individual photos so you get the full demonstration of this modern marvel of a sex toy. In comparison, the Accu-Jack from the 1970's is so much more space age high tech than the current favorite sex toy, the Fleshjack. The Fleshjack is almost TOO simple in comparison. But here's a challenge for you - take your Fleshjack, join the VintageBareback.com VIP Room and watch the slideshow from Accu-Jack, and I'll guarantee you an awesome orgasm! 

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I just scanned a magazine from the 1960's called "69 Sunset Strip", which was probably an homage to the popular TV series "77 Sunset Strip" which ran on ABC from 1958-1964. The introduction to the magazine says,

"The 1920's Gingerbread style apartment house at 69 Sunset Strip has to be the swingingest, gayest 10 stories in West Hollywood, or anywhere. It counts among its tenants artists and actors (the retired superstar dating from the silents), insurance executives who spend their evenings in Western or leather togs (one has redecorated his bedroom dungeon style), a model agency, three transvestites, and two cock photographers. The parade of handsome males past the rococo lobby's potted palms equals the crowd at West Hollywood's popular gay bars, just over on Santa Monica Blvd."

Why did they choose to parody "77 Sunset Strip", the prototype for private detective shows in the late 50's and early 60's starring Efram Zimbalist, Jr.? My guess is the blond guy (see top photo) resembles Edd "Kookie" Byrnes, who was a major male sex symbol at the time. Next door to the fictional detective agency at 77 Sunset Strip was a restaurant called Dino's, and IMDB says,

"Seen often was Dino's parking lot attendant, a gangling, jive-talking youth named Kookie (Edd Byrnes), who longed to be a private detective himself and who often helped Stu and Jeff on their cases. Kookie provided comic relief for the series, and his "Kookie-isms" became a trademark... But it was Edd Byrnes' character of Kookie who caught the public's fancy and propelled the show into the top ten. In the first telecast of the 1959-1960 season he helped Stu Bailey catch a jewel thief by staging a revue, in which he sang a novelty song called,"Kookie, Kookie, Lend Me Your Comb". The song was released on record as a duet between Byrnes and Connie Stevens(who also starred on another Warner Bros. detective series,"Hawaiian Eye",which was on the same network), became a smash hit making Byrnes' character of Kookie, the "Fonzie" of his day, making him a very popular celebrity."

"Edd found escape from family problems at the movies and at the gym, where he developed an athletic body. At age 17 he was approached by a man who offered to take free "physique" photos of him. According to Edd's 1996 autobiography, "Kookie No More", this led to a few years of "hustling" older, well-to-do men, despite the fact that Edd was heterosexual. One of these men acted as Edd's mentor, introducing him to fashion and culture and encouraging his hopes for an acting career."

"Viewers quoted his dialog, ("Baby, you're the ginchiest!"), and young males imitated the way he wielded his ever-present comb. His fan mail soon reached an astonishing 15,000 letters a week and his single with Connie Stevens, "Kookie, Kookie, Lend Me Your Comb", became a top-5 hit. The hip-talking, hair-combing image clung to him, however, and Edd felt he lost the lead in PT 109 (1963) because President John F. Kennedy didn't want to be played by "Kookie." A few more movies and TV appearances followed, but his career had passed its peak before he turned 30."

"In 1975, Merv Griffin hired Edd to host a new game-show called "Wheel of Fortune" (1975/I). Two half-hour pilots were filmed. NBC bought the show but didn't want Byrnes as host. Griffin replaced him with Chuck Woolery (who was later replaced with Pat Sajak)."

I was old enough to remember the song, and even old enough to think he was kinda hot, but all that. I remember the mannerisms of him combing that hair caught on, and pocket combs became a necessary accessory to carry at all times.

"69 Sunset Strip" (the magazine) has three pairs of hot young guys that supposedly represent the swinging residents of the gay old building. The photos and action are so hot, I actually had to look at it again before I noticed that there is no penetration! It's that hot! There are 75 very sharp, clear images (sorry, just shy of 77...) mostly in black and white, available to VIP Members.

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Back in the 1970's, for some reason I was really into blonds. If I had seen these two guys at that time, they would have been the most handsome men I would have ever seen. Even today, they're pretty fucking gorgeous, but my tastes have grown to accept guys with other hair color. Am I too superficial? Don't answer that...

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You can purchase this scene on the DVD "Hairy Muscle Daddy Collection" at GayDVD.com.

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I wrote about this scene earlier, click here for some of my brilliant insights about this pre-condom classic that has been virtually lost for 30 years or more. Basically, it's two cute, clean-cut twinks with nice fat cocks that have passionate sex, shot in the 1970's. What's not to love?

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Somebody convinced his sugar-daddy to lend them the keys to the shag carpeted penthouse condo in Santa Monica to shoot some gay porn sometime in the mid-70's. It was a quickie amateur production in mostly black and white. Production of this magazine was so low-budget that nobody even noticed the glare of the studio lights reflected in the window. Not only did then fail to notice the glare in several shots, it's also glaringly evident on the back cover! The underground, amateur aspect of it makes it even more raw and natural - just as natural as that sex position you see on the right! Hey, I could do that all day, couldn't you?!

High Rise Boys (with the emphasis on "high") has several interchangeable players, some cute blond twinks, long hairs, and at least one tough customer with prison tattoos. Plus, there are some of those bad haircuts that is in the in-between stage of growing it out, resulting in a hairdo that just looks unkept, but the long sideburns are flawless.  

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A Wild Weekend was one of the first vintage gay porn magazines in my collection, and it's one of my favorites. The cover guys are two massively built bodybuilders named Cassidy and Dakota. They're obviously both straight and just going through the motions, but it's a sight to see.

The one with the hairy chest is Dakota, and he is an example of what a bodybuilder is supposed to look like without steroids. Back in the 1970's steroids were already in use, but not as frequently as today, and neither was  body shaving. His big, burly chest is greatly accentuated by the lush hair on his pecs, abs, legs, and balls.

Cassidy, sometimes known as Jim Cassidy but mostly as Rick Cassidy, was a popular star of straight porn having done as many as 100 adult movies. His good looks is obviously a turn on to gay audiences, too, so at some point he expanded his horizons, including this photo shoot for the magazine, "A Wild Weekend". The extensive text that goes along with it sets a scene about these two supposedly suburban husbands that get it on one weekend while the wives are away. And you know what happens next...

"A Wild Weekend" is a 50 page magazine from the mid seventies, with mostly black and white photos. The first half is the muscle guys above and the second half is "A Visitor From Canada" featuring two tattooed bad boys. My sick sense of humor focuses immediately on the "little" things going on in the background. The orange shag carpeting, the green velvet bedspread, the chain lamp, and the checkered fake fur bedspread in red, orange and black. Awesome! Join now to see all of it in it's glory.

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"Moonscape Fuck"? Is that some new fetish? No, but I needed to come up with a title for this movie that would distinguish it from any other 1970's vintage three way scene, and its' the first and only time you'll ever see a giant wall-sized mural of the moon in the background of a gay porn movie - past, present or future. 

The men in this movie are very good looking with tight, trim bodies and nice cocks, but without many close-ups or establishing shots, they're not very memorable. (I know what that's like...) Today we classify them as "regular guys", but back then they would have been called "clones". One has longish hair, one has a bushy mustache and sideburns, and one has a single, very faint tattoo. Pick any three modern guys today and you probably have more than a dozen tattoos between them!

The movie gets points for Interior Desecration not only for the tacky moonscape wallpaper, but the mattress on the floor is pretty horrifying, too. But admit it, we have all gone through periods with the mattress on the floor, milk crates for bookshelves, and cinder blocks with 1 by 10's as our entertainment center. And even if you didn't live like that yourself, how many times have you had sex with somebody who's mattress was on the floor? I'll bet you still do...

Like I said, I had to assign this movie a name myself because this movie had no opening credits, just a code number written on the leader of the film. It came in a plain white box with the same code printed on the flap, too. I don't know who the porn stars are, who the director is or even the company that put it out. There's a cheesy "The End" graphic at the end, but it appears there should be another reel or two after this, because they only got around to oral sex and rimming in this segment. The fucking probably comes later on. I have hundreds of reels just like this, so who knows, there may be big finale somewhere buried in my boxes of movies! With that in mind, make sure you sign up for a recurring membership at VintageBareback.com to find out if we solve the mystery!

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A few months ago I took my 8mm projector and some movies to a dinner party. After a lovely meal with a group of gay men, I pointed the projector at the wall and showed the movie, "Sex Salad". The retro-cool angle of pulling out a Deco style steel and Bakelite antique gadget is, in itself a fun parlor trick. The fact that the images projected were kinky XXX rated gay porn only added to it. The audience was rolling on the floor laughing at this movie - a better reaction than I ever would have imagined.

Showing a movie after dinner on with Blu-Ray disc on giant flat screen is so passe it's almost automatic. Marshall McLuhan was right about film as a "hot" medium and television as a "cool" medium. The simple act of projecting a 30 year old movie onto a wall versus looking at the TV on the opposite wall made the simple act of watching instantly more engaging.

But back to the movie itself, "Sex Salad" was an obscure movie that has been sort of "lost" over the years. Long before Johnny Knoxville and his gang started performing "Jackass" style hi-jinx, (actually before those boys were born...), the unknown film maker did a small series of kinky videos that were more slapstick than sensual. There has always been an underlying vein of humor associated with porn, and most attempts at piercing through that thin veil are unsuccessful or unintentionally funny. The makers of "Sex Salad" knew they were creating comedy, but tried their best to keep it straight-faced and butch.

So what's so funny about "Sex Salad"? It's the inventive ways to use food as sex toys. Rather than just shove a cucumber up a guy's ass, they went to the trouble of coring out the inside of the cucumber for the top to wear over his dick to fuck someone in the ass. The hard-shell waxy skin of a cucumber makes a great green prosthetic dick and the extra wide thickness of it pleases the hungry bottom, actually giving new meaning to "hungry bottom".

But the cucumber is not the only vegetable exploiting in "Sex Salad". Carrots, tomatoes, celery, olives and lettuce are also subjected to acts of debauchery. Butt fucking with a bright red Beefsteak tomato worn as a cock ring is a sight to see! But the crowd pleaser when showing this movie to an audience is watching a dozen olives get shoved up a guy's ass only to have them spit out again and landing on another guy's face! Showing that scene will spice up any dull dinner party!

Before I get too analytical and pretentious (Did I really bring up McLuhan in a porn review?), I should talk about the men in this movie. In a word - HOT! In order of appearance, there is a hairy muscle daddy with a beard, followed by a shapely pretty boy with a perfect v-shaped torso and furry chest, and a smooth twink with a pre-Emo haircut that proudly matches the length of girth of his cock with that of a fat, juicy cucumber. For me, the burnt-orange shag carpet and red brocade curtains play a role just as important as the men themselves, but that's just my twisted sense of humor.

A well-orchestrated fetish sex comedy needs a boffo show-stopping finale, and this one truly delivers. The hunky three-some stand over a salad bowl of Romaine lettuce and tomatoes and shoot their loads into a tasty, though slightly salty, Bukaake Salad. The epilogue shows the boys fully clothed in period wear of the mid-1970's serving the "Sex Salad" to guests at their own dinner party.

If your dinner guests are beyond Martha Stewart, Paula Dean or Rachel Ray recipes and you need to get the conversation going, fire up VintageBareback.com and show them a bit of "Sex Salad". The party will either turn into a sloppy sex orgy, or they'll go home early and give you some private time to watch more porn.  

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Junior Cadets No. 4 is an action-packed magazine from the 1970's with three distinct story lines. The first scene shows two lonely Cadets sitting in their dorm in full uniform looking bored until a civilian friend comes to visit. It must be his floral print shirt with horses and trees that get them turned on enough to engage in three way sex. Or maybe it's the poster of John Denver on the wall that got them all hot and bothered!

Next is a solo scene with a tall, lanky guy with a giant cock pleasuring himself in a shower.

And to take full advantage of the uniform rental, two other guys wear the cadet uniforms to the movies and engage in some tearoom sex with the theater usher. After getting kicked out of the movies, they head back to their gay auntie's living room complete with green shag carpeting and plaid couch. You've got to look closely at this example of interior desecration to fully appreciate it. For example, take a look at the crystal figurines that completely cover the coffee table, not to mention the rhinestone necklaces framed on the wall. Like I said, it must be someone's gay auntie that lives there because it certainly wouldn't be a military school barracks!

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"Preppy" was a term we used to label clean-cut, fresh faced young guys who wore nicer clothes than those dirty rock and roll hippies in the 1970's. The term came mostly from Ivy League colleges on the East Coast referring to the type of guy who went to an expensive prep school before college. They might also cross over into the area of "clones", referring to gay males in the 1970's that all looked alike. 

In this movie, two classic preppy guys go at it in a dorm room. Both have classic good looks, smooth chests, trim athletic bodies and nice meaty cocks. The sex is spirited and free-wheeling and the camerawork and color is superior to many 8mm film transfers. The scene is divided into three clips totaling about 15 minutes of hardcore vintage pre-condom gay porn footage you can watch in full screen.

Be sure to take note of the old-fashioned rotary phone in the background, and I am awarding an Honorable Mention for the 70's style bedsheets in bright and yellow with bold pattern.

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