bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings

Thursday, August 07, 2003
Yes, sometimes I eBay non-porno stuff:
  • Jeffrey - good film for the hysterical laughter it often induces, but the "love story" part of the film is just awful. I hate the aids-phobic Steven Weber character (maybe you're supposed to?) but worse, there is no reason for studmuffin Michael Weiss to fall in love with him, and worse, continually pursue him rejection after rejection. Ugh.
  • Threesome - sorta bisexual, I guess, except two characters are hetero, and one is gay. Somehow the three become close freinds and decide to give the 3-way a go, but we are spared actually seeing them too naked. phewww!
  • Priest - gay priest and older hetero fornicating priest share a parish; gay priest struggles with sanctity of confessional wheren he learns of a girl being sexually abused.
  • Philadelphia Tom Hanks as "aids victim", Denzel Washington as homophobic lawyer who saves the day. Best summed up as "it's for them, not for us".

Meanwhile, I do have some adult paperbacks

  • Massage Parlor - "Chapter 18: Jennifer has sex with a gay guy who wants to make his boyfriend jealous! Both their boyfriends watch! The cop from chapter one comes back and he and Jennifer decide to set up their own fancy massage parlor!"
  • Greek Lover - ""Michael's attempted detachment from a serious love affair causes him to only have steady tricks. Dimitri, one of the many tricks, falls hard for Michael; but Jeff, who Michael's eyes are now fixed upon enters the scene and a temptuous love affair begins. But still, Michael needs freedom - and Dimitri waits for his lover..."
  • Lusting Lifeguards - "Scott and Brick work as lifeguards on a florida beach. Scott, young and innocent, never suspects that Brick - macho and ten years older - is a closeted gay who has trysts with married men in his spare time. Nor does Scott suspect that he will let himself be seduced by some of the more sophisticated guys who live near the beach!"
  • Big Rig Hunks - "The driver had come into the Big Rig shower room looking like a fugitive from the tar pits, covered with oil, grime, sweat... but more. He was all biceps and chest and thick thighs. His jeans were crusted so that they crackled as he peeled them down his hairy legs. He had come in tired and hungry, but not too hungry to take things first..."