This video not only goes into the category of the very rarest vintage gay porn movies, but I'd also classify it in the "What The Fuck Is Going On Here?" section. When I got this movie on 8mm film, it was in a plain white box with no printing or identification. There's no titles and not even any kind of intelligible reference etched into the leader of the film. Judging by the props, clothing style and film stock I would guess this was shot in the early 60's, mostly because the mop-top haircut which would place in the early Beatlemania era. It was shot in black and white, I didn't make any color corrections. Again, I feel it my duty to rescue these gay porn oddities for future generations.
By the nature of the so-called "action" it's clear that this was one of the underground "smokers" that was all tease with just a hint of nudity, but no erection. When you think about it, coming up with an idea to titillate with no sound and just a naked man would be rather difficult if he's not allowed to get hard or touch his genitals. Plus, it was all experimental, so no one really knew what worked and what didn't.
In the 15 minute clip available in the VIP Room, a husky blond guy with long wavy hair and walrus mustache gets woken up by his clock radio. He sits up in bed to show his nakedness, then proceeds to light up his pipe. I know a lot of stoners that love to wake-and-bake, and anyone who smokes cigarettes looks forward to their first fag of the day, but how many contemporary men use pipe tobacco anymore?
By today's standards, the model looks rather chubby, but with a hairless chest, he wouldn't qualify in the bear category. He begins a rather clumsy set of calisthenics, which would explain the spare tire around his middle. It's so absurd it's comical, especially when I noticed how much he resembles Captain Kangaroo! (Oh-oh, there's a hard-on killer right there!)

In a complete reversal of most porn, the plot continues with him putting ON clothes rather than taking them off. After putting on his black socks, white boxer shorts, net t-shirt and high-rise slacks, the scene ends abruptly when he gets fully dressed, probably because they ran out of film.
This may not be the hottest jack off material, but I enjoy oddities, too. There's lots more man-on-man action from the 1970's waiting for you in the VIP Room, so go ahead and join without letting the Captain scare you away. And as an added bonus, a VIP Membership to VintageBareback.com also gets you access to the VIP areas of LavenderLounge.com and MuscleBearCub.com, too!
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 created a short teaser clip of an obscure little vintage gay porn orgy movie I titled "Fucking Clones". You can read a more detailed review of the movie here, but you would probably prefer to see a sample first. Upon watching this free preview clip once more I noticed something I hadn't seen before. The guy in the turtleneck looks exactly like Kurt Hummel (the gay kid) from Glee! I must warn you though. If you click the link to Chris Colfer (aka Kurt Hummel) on IMDB.com you find out what year he was born. Scary.
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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?
It starts with soft focus and a close-up of two men kissing passionately. As the camera pulls out, we see they are on a mattress in front of a roaring fire in a large, empty room in a elegant home. Is it true romance? We'll never know. The details of this shoot are left to your imagination...
The star of "Muscle Romance" is hunky guido-looking guy with an awesome build and a thick, meaty cock. Though there is no sound, he is clearly in charge, as evidenced by his steamy looks and no-nonsense attitude. He has a naturally muscular body with a full, smooth chest, protruding pecs, and pointy, very suckable nipples. John Travolta could have studied him for "Saturday Night Fever". The partner is also mid-twenties with blond hair and a regulation mustache of the period.
I really think you'll like this movie from the mid-70's. It's two regular guys that get right down to the fucking with no extra trappings or pretensions. Back then, the term for them was "clone".
By sheer luck I was able to match this movie with the glossy magazine spread that was put out to promote it. You can see the entire 10 minute loop and the 33 high quality scanned images (viewable in a slideshow) only if you become a member of the VIP Room, so join now!
I think you're going to really like this gallery! The free 60 second movie clip above shows how this movie has some of the best color saturation and sharpest picture of all the movies I've transferred so far. It's also one of the longest scenes I have, too, clocking in at almost 18 minutes. And by keeping a diligent watch on items for sale on eBay, I also found the full-color glossy magazine that went it, too! With a membership to VintageBareback.com (or LavenderLounge.com) you'll see the full 18 minute movie (available full screen, too) and see a slide show of 40 high quality magazines scans!
"Muscle Jock Workout" features three young jocks at a late 1970's style gay gym pretending to do a workout. Let's not mince words, they're not really lifting weights, come on. By today's steroid-fueled standards, they're not what you'd call "built". And it's odd to see nary a tattoo nor a single bit of pierced flesh between them! Though not the ballooned up pin-cushioned cartoons we're accustomed to in modern gay porn, they've got the rock hard abs and v-shaped torsos of a swimmer / gymnast / jogger. Cute faces and big juicy cocks, too.
Extra points are given to the costumes in "Muscle Jock Workout". The tiny jogging shorts and tank tops with contrasting colored piping on the edges and knee-high white socks with horizontal stripes only recently made a comeback with the uber-hipsters. I think it's the colors-not-found-in-nature that give it that camp appeal the hipsters love. They spend most of the movie in nothing but white jock straps, not that they need to, but there are a lot of guys who get turned on by sweaty jocks.
I also took note at the workout machine they were using and it occurred to me I hadn't seen one of those "universal" machines in a long, long time. That was one of the first machines available at gyms that made it "safe" for non-jocks to enter a gym without any training in free weights. They've now been replaced with much more high tech machines, and sadly, everyone still uses them wrong.
If you like the short preview clip above of "Muscle Jock Workout", the gallery with beautifully preserved video and vivid still photography is now available in the VIP Room of VintageBareback.com (accessible with LavenderLounge.com passwords, too!)
I've heard the phrase "caught red handed", but I've never heard "Caught Hot Handed". That simple twist of a phrase must have triggered some latent homoerotic cravings for the producers of this quickie slapped-together magazine from the late 60's or early 70's. It's mostly a mishmash of photos thrown together, with a small storyline attached to a sexual tryst outdoors. But if you just want to wank to cute young guys with trim physiques and big cocks, "Caught Hot Handed" is worth your membership money right there.
I learned graphic arts back when magazine pages had to be manually pasted up onto art board, and without Photoshop or Illustrator, we used "border tape" to manually create designs on the page. It's clearly evident in this magazine someone had just recently learned graphic design went a little crazy with border tape to be "creative". Aren't those sample pages above greatly enhanced with those strips of border tape? Doesn't that make you immediately want to buy?
I also enjoy some of the words of (nonsense) wisdom such as on page 27, "The beginning of wisdom is the realization that there are other points of view than my own. Understanding those views is the next step. The final test of wisdom is understanding why those views are held."
WTF?
I think they opened a random page of a textbook from freshman Philosophy 101 to get that quote! What the hell does it have to do with sucking cock or fucking guys in the ass?
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.
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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!
White knee high tube socks with stripes around the top and polyester gym shorts with white piping on the edges have made a big fashion comeback recently. If you look at this scene, you'll see why the younger generation is turned on by that look. I wore that same uniform myself in the 1970's and I was the same age as those guys then, too. We didn't have any problem whatsoever walking around in those tiny, tight shorts with nothing on underneath. One guy's shorts have zippers on the sides that open all the way to the waist band, so I am not sure what sport would benefit from that athletic gear, other than male stripper.
"Oops, excuse me young man, but since your balls just fell out, I might as well suck it." That's kind of how this scene played out. A blond, curly haired jock with six pack abs gets a crotch shoved in his face by an equally athletic brunette and the show begins. They are later joined by another young blond in a blue tank top and jock strap with a big hard dick and a gymnast body.
The action all takes place on the bench in front of gym lockers in varies pieces of skimpy athletic gear to satisfy the sports fetishists out there. The scene is a full 16 minutes of jocks fucking, sucking and rimming in amazingly brilliant color with slow motion cum shots repeated on a second camera, which was also rare at the time.