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BroJob: The Post

Ever hear of a Brojob?:

Think about this scenario. Imagine you’re having a boy’s night out at a friend’s apartment. Playing some poker, shooting the sh!t, all of that. Pop in a movie, have some beers, you know the drill. Now the night is getting to that point where everyone’s just completely chilled out, not an ounce of tension in the room. Then, you’re thinking, ‘man would i like to get off’. you’re just imagining how relaxing it would feel, how perfect a climax it would be to such a great night. Little do you know, or maybe you do know, that all your friends are thinking the same thing.

Brojob Rules:  “A BroJob isn’t just a free-for-all–it has rules.”

Bromance Consummated with Brojob:
Austin, TEXAS—A long-simmering relationship between two bros in this free-wheeling Texas college town was finally consummated, sources close to the bros reported. The consummation occurred sometime around 11:40 yesterday evening, after a Shins concert.

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Today in Music

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Two great new songs from two of my favorite bands = a good day:

Deerhunter – “Helicopters”

Belle & Sebastian – Write About Love promo (ft. “I Want the World to Stop”)

And while I’m at it, this one’s pretty great too (the song and the video) – Royksopp, “The Drug”

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New (Old) Porn Crush

Repost from old blog, 12/28/2007
This happens to me from time to time. I still remember my first true porn crush – his name was Blake, and he was featured in a trashy Old Reliable rag I found in a Phoenix porno shop, during those heady first days of gay self-discovery. I thought he was as hot with his clothes on (yes, there was one shot of him fully clothed) as with them off, and I unconsciously started to dress like him. Oh, Blake – I still hold a dull flame.

But times change and my newest sweetheart is a young man I discovered the other day while trolling XTube. His name is Shane, and he’s featured on a site previously unknown to me, Dixter.com. The site actually seems pretty great, and I’ll be able to verify that in a few days since I just plunked down the money for a goddamn one-month membership. It was all for Shane, of course…sigh…

Shane embodies an aspect of eroticism that’s been on my mind lately – he’s an exhibitionist. He also shows off his ass a lot. He gets off so much on showing his ass, that in his first video, he cums pretty much spontaneously just from spreading his cheeks. Jeezus.

Aside from that, he just seems like such a nice guy…sigh…

UPDATE for 2010: I was thinking of this post the other day because I came across a new collection of Old Reliable photos, which features Blake, my old porn crush, on the cover! I need this book!

Ain't he adorable?

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Storytelling

Most TV shows are after the unexpected. They want to create that water cooler moment that brings you back the next week, still buzzing about what you saw before. John Locke was in a wheelchair. Livia Soprano takes out a hit on her son. Michael Scott drives a car into a lake. The secretary runs over the new guy’s foot with a lawn tractor. All of these moments – good and bad – traffic in that instant when you gasp in shock and awe, amazed by the way the storyteller led you away from what you expected and toward something else entirely. Being surprised by a story is one of the most basic of human thrills. But I don’t think it should be the only thing we build our stories off of. The more storytellers try to surprise the audience, the more the audience goes in always expecting to be surprised. But stories can do other things as well. They can move us or comfort us. They can create a way for us to re-hear truths we’ve long believed. They can reflect our lives as they’re really lived. Surprise is a great tool, but it often seems like the only tool TV fans and critics value anymore. There’s something to be said for a story that holds a mirror up to our own flaws and emotions and says, “We know how this feels, too.”

Todd VanDerWerff on “Huge”

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New Story Alert!

For you: Stifler’d, a story that depicts Seann William Scott as the voracious, bossy bottom we all know hope he is while presenting an examination of post-9/11 American ennui.  Never say I don’t give you your money’s worth around here. (What money, you ask? That’s up to you.)

But seriously, I had a great time writing this – thanks to all who voted and hope you enjoy.

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Your Friday Nifty Experience

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As I said, normally I would be all over this fellow, but he was Kathy’s boyfriend still (they always got back together eventually-I think she liked to give her vag a break for a week or so). I told him to calm down, that he was drunk, to quit being silly. He told me that he knew I was gay, that we had some friends in common that I did not know about. Besides, it had been over a week for him and he was horny. And Kath wouldn’t know unless I told her about it. And besides, when else would I have an opportunity to play with something like what he had to offer?

Read “Kathy’s Boyfriend” by Expat Stud

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Greasy Kid Stuff

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Repost from old blog, 9/22/2007I read Blake Nelson’s novel Girl when I was in high school (back in the day, devouring my girl friend’s used copies of Sassy in study hall). I enjoyed it a great deal (a novel about teens with sex and drugs!), but Nelson fell off my radar until recently, when I read that his young adult novel Paranoid Park was the basis for Gus Van Sant’s latest film (I’m a big Van Sant fan, with a particular affinity for his slowest, most boring work).

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Story Situation Poll Results

Congratulations, pollsters: you did the right thing. I know I pushed for the Seann William Scott/Stifler story, but truth be told I voted for the ill-fated story about a tanning salon clerk. But that’s cool – apparently THREE OTHER PEOPLE think it’s a good idea, too (even my devoted bf suggested I nix it). What is it about preening, body-conscious dudes that turns me on so much? Sorry, world – you may never know (unless, of course, said world reads any of the dozens of other stories where I write about shaved, cologned assholes).

Anyway, the Stifler story is already a quarter of the way written, and I have a good feeling about it. It’s making me laugh, at least. These celebrity/slash fiction pieces are the most fun to write, mainly because I don’t have to come up with the characters. Hell, I can basically plagiarize Wikipedia:

Stifler is a popular, confident, oversexed jock. He can be a bully and a prankster, but is always good natured. He is known to have had many sexual partners, with 23 acts of sexual intercourse and at least one act of oral sex in his freshman year of college alone.

Done and DONE.

In related news, it seems our beloved SWS has gained some weight. It’s okay with me – I’m sure his ass is just that much more succulent.

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