Is this the gayest living room ever? Okay, here we go:
-And those two nelly fags… where do I begin? They put the Crisp in Quentin Crisp.
-I imagine the blond saw Paul Lynde on an episode of Bewitched and squealed, “I simply must have that baby blue neck scarf to go with my lime green button down Ban-lon shirt! Oh here, sweety, let me light that for you…”
-I wonder how long it took them to discover that the floral print couches didn’t match the floral striped wall paper?
-Thank god for the poster of the rough trade smoking a cigarette, it really helped butch-up the place!
-What is he saying in the photo insert? “OOOOoooooOOOO! He’s got a biiiig dick!”
Maybe I’m the only one who notices these things (or cares) but part of the fun of collecting vintage gay porn is spotting things in the background. No Holes Barred is a magazine with a photo set that looks very familiar. I’ve seen that same plaid couch a couple times, and maybe even recognize one of the models, but there is no indication anywhere who shot it or where the location was.
I picked these two examples of things in the background most people would miss. First is the poster on the wall of Senator George McGovern. He was a Democratic presidential candidate in 1972 (lost to Richard Nixon) and somewhat of a liberal because he was against the Vietnam War. The youth backed him because they didn’t want to get drafted, so that’s why it was common to have his poster on the wall.
The other interesting thing you might miss in the second photo was the shoes. I had a pair of shoes exactly like those in 11th grade, and it wasn’t till I went on the Senior Class Trip to New York that I was able to find platform shoes with higher heels. Around the time these photos were taken, the really tall platform shoes for men were only worn by rock stars because they had to get them custom made. I was so proud to have the highest pair of platforms in my school that fall!
So what about the sex in this magazine? As the title suggests, it’s “No Holes Barred”! If you like penetration shots, this magazine has a lot of them. Join the VIP Room to see the set.
“In fashion, one day you’re in, the next day you’re out.”
Part Two of my analysis of a new magazine I added to the VIP Room, “Muscleboy” from 1965 deals with the sociological aspects of some of the first emergence of gay identified fashion in magazines. Though this magazine was clearly geared to be the porn of it’s day (and really tame by today’s standards) it was a breakthrough to do a fashion spread (or editorial) with photos of obviously gay models wearing clothing that could purchased from an actual brick and mortar store. Again, this is from 1965, the era portrayed in Mad Men, when men’s fashion was very strict. To us, the clothes look goofy, but back then they must have thought they were from Mars!
The store was called “Town Squire” at 1318 Polk Street in San Francisco, the center of what was the gay neighborhood at that time. Just the fact that a store existed that openly catered to gay men is astounding. Innocent as it sounds, it was actually daring to put an address for such a business in print in a magazine like this during a period when employers and the government actually conducted witch hunts to find suspected homosexuals. And here’s an address where you could find them shopping!
And on a slightly related note, the blond guy in the fashion spreads also did some shots without wearing any fashionable clothes – or anything at all, as you can see below. Those eyes are some of the most seductive I’ve ever seen. Other than being adorable, I added this last photo as an example of what might have been defined as “glamor” to a young homosexual during the mid-60’s. Can you now see where Liberace got his taste?
Besides the Nude Male Olympics that I wrote about the other day from the magazine “Mr. Sun“, there are three other photo series in that issue. One is a character study of a studly black guy with a mustache, another is a little romantic romp with two twinks taken from a softcore 8mm “nudie film”, but I found some decidedly anti-aesthetic quality to a photo series in the same magazine titled “The Wrestlers”.
Neither of them look like wrestlers, nor to they make any moves that remotely look like wrestling moves. In fact, the “wrestling match” takes place at a non-AAU sanctioned location – a vinyl couch. As always, it’s the subtle things in the shot that intrigue me the most. In this case, the photo of a chubby pinup girl on the floor, the one shoe that looks exactly like a pair I wore at the time, and the rug with the frayed edges. But, best of all, lets talk about the guy wearing black calf-length socks.
As soon as the porn business came of age, one of the first things that is universally acknowledged as “not sexy” is men wearing black socks during sex. That alone often indelibly marks a porn movie as poorly made or cheap, but in this case, I think the black socks are what give it it’s charm. What we have here is two average looking guys trying to have sex on camera without really doing anything that actually looks like sex (it’s tougher than you think…). They fumble around in several awkward positions throughout the photo session, including the other decidedly un-sexy pose – resting his balls on the head of someone sleeping. Wow, hard-on city!
Okay, maybe I’m being too critical, but I get such a kick out of digging into elements about porn that nobody else notices or appreciates for it’s humor, irony and fabulousness. If you think the same way, please join the VIP Room to see more – you’re in for some laughs!
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This movie could easily have been forgotten if it wasn’t for one single element that makes it unique – one character wears a pair of jeans covered in giant peace symbols. Clothing like that was a bold fashion statement at a time when the world was only accustomed to standard shapes, muted colors, and patterns limited to subtle checks, plaids and pinstripes. Clothing with outrageous graphics, colors and extreme shapes (bell bottom pants, wide lapel shirts, mini shirts, etc.) arrived in the late 60’s, but many of us couldn’t get ahold of those styles until well into the 70’s.
This movie was probably from the early 1970’s and appears to be from Europe. The movie opens with a brief clip of a bleached blond boy walking down a very European style street and meets a cute brunette who is wearing the peace sign jeans with a wide belt cinched tight to accent his tiny waist. And yes, he does fill out those jeans very nicely.
The blond takes his time seducing unzipping the peace sign jeans and pulling out a nice sized uncut cock. At this point, if you look closely, the blond has long, painted fingernails, also a rarity at the time. He gives a slow, seductive, lip smacking blowjob. He finally gets his own pants off to reveal a cute little pure white butt. He gets bent over the wooden arm of a Danish Modern chair (that would fetch a hefty price from collectors today) to get plowed by the uncut brunette.
The brunette fucks the blond silly and cums on his back. We then see something unusual. Generally at this point there’s a fade-out to the epilogue, and the scene ends. Instead we watch as the blond wipes his back with a cum towel and the top gets dressed again in his peace sign jeans. The brunette smiles and chuckles, then exits shirtless. The blond sits down on the Burnt Orange Danish Modern chair and smacks his lips and rubbing his own uncut cock thinking about the hot fuck he just had. As he stands up to exit and the camera zooms in on the lone cum rag sitting on the chair. Movies don’t often end with a cum rag, even today. Just another oddity that I love about vintage gay porn!
The entire 12 minute scene “Peace Sign Jeans” is available right now in the Vintage Bareback VIP Room.
Earlier this week I debuted another vintage gay porn magazine in the VIP Room entitled “Making It Big In San Francisco” starring Jack Wrangler. In my first blog post, I was spotlighting the local angle, now let’s talk about the sex, shall we.
This magazine was made in the vague period between softcore and hardcore. There was hardcore magazines printed at the time, and there was probably plenty of hardcore shots taken during this photo session, but this is another examples of “teasers”. They didn’t show any penetration. They could show a naked dick and a mouth or ass dangerously close to that dick, but they wouldn’t show any penetration.
On the positive side, this magazine is almost all color and as you can see, there is some excellent photography. Sign up for the VIP Room and see the rest.
I thought you might like more samples of a magazine I recently added called “Keep On Coming”. Notice the curtains. Nobody makes curtains like that anymore, do they? I got news for you, they don’t make PORN like that anymore either!
Be sure to become a VIP Member to see more of the Rex Reed Look A Like and the rough trade.
What does one do when patterned bedsheets get so bold the overpower the room?As you can see by this example, there’s not much you can do. There is no way to defend your decision to put those pink and chartreuse colored sheets on the bed. Give up. Submit. You are powerless against them. Just swipe your credit card – you need to see the rest of this magazine.
Country roads, take me home To the place, I be-long West virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads All my memories, gather ’round her Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
That John Denver poster on the wall is somehow out of place with these young twinks having three way sex.
