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I'm guessing these guys may have known each other prior to the photo shoot. One of them got into modeling first then got his workout buddy into it too, maybe for a $5 finder's fee, which was a lot of money back then.

$5 could buy 75 jockstraps or 100 handjobs. You haven't lived until you've experienced a nickel handjob. They are everything.

Sure, each of them is selling his good looks. But, just like the semi-handsome local news weathermen (who are selling knowledge of the weather), there is something else going on. The good looks are the opening play. What else is being sold?

Bulge. Cock. Ass. All of it. And the awareness of one's own desire that may somehow carry into the real world. And that may be it as far as fantasies go. But, just for giggles, I'm preferring to think of each of these guys as a door-to-door salesman. What would each of them sell?

Thankfully, for all admirers of men and smiles, Australian male model James O'Halloran has added his XY chromosome self to the venerable game show The Price is Right. No, he hasn't been naked on the show, but his friendly, flirty presence is welcome, as judged by the audience screams.

Now since I don't make a practice of watching the show, but somehow the YouTube video preference algorithm gets me, it suggested this video. Sure it's not ejaculatory or kinky or obscene. Perhaps he saves that for when he's at his house, the beach, or favorite alley.

And the giggly reaction from Drew to the beefcake situation is quite adorable. I'm sure Drew (in his heavier days) got all the attention nerdy bear millionaires deserve. 

And James should get all the attention Australian male models in boxer briefs do, of course they are black to hide the assumed precum stains.

As for prior instances of male models on game shows (beyond some definitively hunky hosts like smooth-voiced and tan Joe Perry or ex-Tarzan Ron Ely from way back), Sale of the Century (as hosted by Joe Perry) had two male models often in swimsuits. Board short cut of course. Wouldn't want the audience spontaneously ejaculating.

Donato Reyes returns to Pornland after a four-year break and his comeback scene is a scorcher. This is Reyes first-ever bareback fuck scene and it's also a threeway. Andre Donovan, who recently just signed with Lucas Entertainment, and Russian hunk Andrey Vic take turns fucking Donato and douse him with this jizz in the finale.

Sean Maygers unloaded his nuts for the first time in Pornland back in August, and a few months later, he's everywhere. Private Practice is his debut appearance for Hot House. He's playing doctor with Josh Conners. The pair of interns are the last people left in the clinic, so they lock the door and blow off some steam in an exam room.

How long have these guys been tied up now? Forty years? Fifty? Someone better go back and untie them and unshackle them and ungag them. They probaby need a good shower, stretch and rubdown. 

Then to be bound again, because it's what they're best at. Sure, tied up guys aren't great at giving hugs. And gagged guys aren't great at sucking cock. But they can do so much more.

Like make an excellent conversation piece at your next dinner party. I'm assuming you like to hold your dinner parties in grubby basements. I do. It sets expectations low.

It's been a long time coming, but muscle stud Jessie Colter finally goes bareback. Scott DeMarco slides his fat, Italian dick into Jessie doggy style, then Colter bounces on it. Finally, Scott drills Jessie on his back until he empties his nuts all over himself.

These guys must have spent a fair bit of time at the gym or played sports or both. All to get bodies that were desired and admired. And for one what appears to be an exceptionally fuckable peach of an ass.

It's good to know what one has to offer.

And that's sometimes just a happy-go-lucky attitude and softcore poses, leaving much to the imagination. Not necessarily making people wonder what their cocks look like under the g-string, but more so what they sound like in a hardcore situation.

If there could be a crappy TV show called Fantasy Island, why couldn't there have been Beefcake Island? It could have been on from 1951 to about now, featuring lovely plot lines, beautiful sets, and incredible performances.

By which I mean the camera would follow each model as he woke up (from his random sleazy motel room, West Hollywood apartment, dorm room, or back seat of his car) and made his way to the set.

Once on the set, he'd be greeted by an oiler, a fluffer, a hairstylist, and a makeup artist (or in some cases, none of those things) and then he would pose under hot lights, crafting beefcake from thin air.

Doug Acre's been gone from Pornland for a while, but this week he returns to MEN.com in their series called The DILF Diaries. Acre arrives home after a long, sweaty soccer practice and jumps in the shower. Suddenly he discovers his Mom's boyfriend standing in the doorway watching and stroking his own dick.

Super cosplay is that sort of blend between more formal cosplay (in which you just better get it absolutely right or face the wrath of a gaggle of nerds) and superhero softcore (in which you have to give someone a boner through your personification of superhero or supervillainy).

Plus there are bulges.

While it's not a kink I directly share, I am kink adjacent. Because I'm super into doing the laundry of super folks. There's just something about cum stains in tights. It's what unites humanity (and dry cleaners) everywhere.

I'm a 55-year-old gay man in good shape, and I have salt 'n pepper hair, and a big grey mustache. I guess I fit the daddy look because I'm constantly being hit on by younger men, even 40-year-olds, who want to call me daddy and be dominated while I'm topping them. I prefer to top, but I've never thought of myself as a daddy and don't really know how to play this role, nor do I want to all the time. Is there an online daddy school where I can learn the ropes? What is this daddy stuff all about?

-New Daddy

As you make your holiday shopping lists, remember that big cock is timeless. Like a strand of pearls made from semen shot from big cocks, then frozen into little balls and put on a string.

That probably didn't make the Oprah's Favorite Things shopping list she promotes like all hell, but it's one of my favorite things and that's much better and more accessible to the masses.

Before clothes, nudity wasn't a thing. Not having any clothes on wasn't a state of being. Now, thanks to clothes, it is. Because clothes are for taking off. 

And preferably when that special someone can see. By special someone, I don't mean anything romantic. But the grand someone. A crowd of someone. The amorphous glob of onlookers gawking and smiling and leering and whatever else globs of onlookers do. Hopefully shooting globs.

My boyfriend of two years has suddenly decided that he's gender fluid and is demanding that I refer to him as them. He says that some days he feels like a boy and sometimes a girl. He assures me that he wants to keep his penis, but feels that sometimes he might feel like wearing a skirt. But he's not into wigs and make-up. I didn't sign on for this, I'm so confused. He's got a cock. He's a boy. I love him but feel like this is a deal breaker. What do I do?

-Gender Shook