I know. Despite the fact that I love large dildos, textured dildos, and toys that come in green, and despite the fact that I would’ve bet money I would enjoy this dildo before I tried it… I cannot find it in my heart to fully endorse the Rippler. I’ve never, since the first time I tried it, been psyched to use it. . . . read the rest
Good Vibrations (often shortened to Good Vibes) is a popular and longstanding sex shop, both online and off. They also make some of their own toys under the name Pleasure Works. Check out my favorite toys that they carry.
I’ve never been a big participator in St. Patrick’s Day. I don’t go out and get wasted on Irish Car Bombs, nor do I specifically remember to wear green every year. But I do have quite the affinity for the color green. Green is one of the most under-used colors in the sex toy market, and it’s time someone honored the toys/companies that dare to go there. Thus, a giveaway! For St. Patrick’s Day, yes. But mostly for green.
There is something about Kimberly Kane’s brain that I really like. My Own Master, her latest directorial movie, reminds me exactly why. Static on the TV in the background? Sailor hats? Music that I actually like? What is this? Surely it cannot be a porno.
A little creativity goes a long way in porn. Remember Kimberly’s Live In My Secrets, with a Jesus painting, a gumball gag, a dude in a horse sling, and fake blood? Yeah, that was awesome. And so is My Own Master.
My Own Master (which is shot by Eon McKai) begins with an awesome song by Deathelectric, and Kimberly smoking and making sexyfaces at the camera while wearing a sailor hat, denim jacket, a collar that reads MASTER, and boy undies. . . . read the rest
Courtney Trouble’s Seven Minutes in Heaven is a queer reality porn series. I am enamored with the first Seven Minutes in Heaven, and I thought Seven Minutes in Heaven 2 was pretty good as well. Seven Minutes in Heaven 3, however, feels like a step backward in ways that are difficult to articulate.
The thing is, I don’t connect with many of the performers. The exceptions are the adorable and endearing Cyd Loverboy (duh, he’s amazing) and Drew Deveaux. I like Red Jackhammer, too, but Red doesn’t really do anything exciting in this installment. The rest just don’t strike me as people I want to watch fucking. . . . read the rest
So Billy Castro, hottie extraordinaire of Bordello and Speakeasy, now has his own film. It’s called Billy Castro Does the Mission, for obvious reasons. In it, he wanders around the Mission having sex with any woman he can get his hands on. Four, in all.
After a jack-off session on a weightlifting bench, Billy wanders out onto the street, where he finds Dylan Ryan stealing his bike. Obvious answer to this? Follow her and have frantic, slightly angry sex with her in a hot tub. I don’t care if this makes sense — it’s awesome. Billy’s attitude — something along the lines of “you stole my bike; I will cut you. . . . read the rest
This shall excite you: Bordello is basically Clue porn. There is a murder, a selection of murder weapons, and a dramatic reveal at the end. It’s only 58 minutes long, but its composition and scope make it feel much more epic than any other Courtney Trouble film of the past. And everything — from the costumes to the set to the lighting — is done with a more exacting eye than ever before.
Bordello is hot as hell, really and truly, but it’s also deliciously subversive: its performers play with the theme of sexualized violence, using that violence and its objects (a gun, a knife) to embody queer experience. . . . read the rest
Roulette Berlin follows in the footsteps of Roulette Dirty South and the original Roulette; it is a film composed of vignettes, meant to celebrate the diversity of queer sexuality. But it differs from its predecessors, too — it is more expertly made. The music in Roulette Berlin generally stays out of the way — and when it doesn’t, it usually fits the action. There is also some beautiful lighting to be seen, although a few scenes are still not up to my lighting par. . . . read the rest
I was really impressed by Seven Minutes in Heaven, so I was practically foaming at the mouth to watch Seven Minutes in Heaven 2. Two of my favorite performers from the first Seven Minutes are in this one — Puck Goodfellow and Sophia (err, her name is Chocolate Chip now) — and everyone else gave me a hard-on during the opening sequence. Especially James Darling.
And I was not disappointed! Seven Minutes 2 is just as hot and exciting as the first, with the same playful atmosphere. . . . read the rest
Roulette Dirty South is the second installment in Courtney Trouble’s Roulette series, which consists of vignette-style films. Per its name, Roulette Dirty South seeks to evoke a southern atmosphere, where the sun is hot and the queer sex is hotter.
There are two outstanding scenes in Roulette Dirty South — mainly, the scene between Dylan Ryan and Trucker Cash. Holy mother of god! Set in the semi-outdoors, in someone’s garage or something, it is bright, sexy, and perfectly captures the sweltering southern heat. . . . read the rest