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Above is a free video clip of a very rare vintage piss movie, “Recycled Beer”. You can read more details about it from my blog post the other day, but if you like the clip, you should get a VIP Membership to the whole 12 minute version and look at the 72 photos that go along with it.
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Shag carpet? – Check.
Distinct tan line? – Check.
Claw marks on black vinyl couch? – Check.
Orange curtains with a pattern that keeps you awake at night? – Check.
Bushy sideburns? – Check.
Blond pompadour? – Check.
Tattooed hairy daddy? – Check.
Poorly composed photo with all the action to the left. – Check.
Sucking on a big, fat cock? – Double check.
This photo from the 1970’s hardcore gay porn magazine “Coming Up Strong” meets all the criteria for special attention. It’s now up to you to take the next step by becoming a VIP Member of Vintage Bareback to see the rest of this classic magazine. Do it now before you forget.
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See also: Diary of A Young Man Coming Out – Kip Noll Fucking On Shag Carpet
It’s no wonder porn gets a bad rap for low quality production values. This came from the magazine “High Rise Boys” and no one noticed that the photo lighting was showing a reflection on the glass. Oops. This picture is the most obvious example, but it’s not the only bad shot either. If you look through the whole magazine there are several shots with the lighting umbrella reflection – even on the cover!
But then again, who really looks at that stuff besides me? Here’s some cute blond twinks fucking naked and I’m obsessed with stuff like shag carpeting and technical flaws. Get a VIP Membership and see for yourself.
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I just added another 61 photos from a magazine called “Come Again” to the VIP Room. In it, wealthy queen that looks like John Holmes is busy fucking and 69ing a black kid with an afro and gets interrupted by a phone call.
He continues fucking while on the phone with the escort service who sent the first guy. They’re sending over another specimen, which turns out to be Kip Noll (see above). It turns into a raucous three way sex scene, and since it was the late 1970’s it’s as hardcore and explicit as can be. Join now to see the young Kip Noll at his finest.
Kip Noll did some early film loops but became a house hold name after working with William Higgins in films like Class of ‘84, Boys of Venice and Brothers Should Do It. Details about Kip Noll’s real life are sketchy, but Wikipedia states that he died in 2001.
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I just added a fun new gallery of photos to the VIP Room from a magazine called “A Stitch In Time”. The clever title comes from the fact that the scene takes place in a men’s clothing store, hence the “stitch” reference. But it’s not just any men’s clothing store. You can tell by the posters of beefy muscle men in skimpy bathing suits that this store caters to a very gay clientele – something that was rather rare and somewhat scandalous at the time. The time period was probably around the early 1970’s.
No doubt a friend of a friend had this store and agreed to allow a porn shoot there. Then somebody had access to a mailman’s uniform and viola! An idea for a scene developed from there.
It starts out with the local mailman on his rounds. While delivering the mail to the gay little store, he notices that his pants have torn right up the crack. Horrors! The fussy little shopgirls insist that he remove that pants immediately and the cutiepie dark haired tailor takes them to the work room in another building.
Meanwhile the mailman is stuck in the dressing room in just his underwear. The curly haired surfer type clerk quietly locks the door and checks to see if the mailman “needs any help”. Next thing you know the clerk is sucking on the mailman’s cock in the dressing room decorated with bodybuilders.
Moments later, the tailor returns to the locked store with the repaired pants over his arm. Before long, all three are having a gay romp on the green shag carpeting. And you know the rest…
“A Stitch in Time” has 83 wonderfully campy photos from the early 1970’s, showcasing some fun hair and clothing styles, and they are only available to VIP members. Join now and as a VIP member, you also get access to everything at LavenderLounge.com, too!
And one more thing. Notice how the mailman looks exactly like John Holmes, at least in the face? I had to look him up to be sure, but this mailman is shorter than John Holmes, has a nicer body, and more hair on his chest. The cock size is pretty close, though!
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.
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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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!
