A few months ago, I blogged here that I couldn’t wait for the new dislike button on Facebook, so that I can start disliking comments and pictures thus effectively becoming a Facebook troll . Well that dream is out the proverbial window now that Facebook have decided against the button.
Secretly I am glad they reached that decision because a Facebook troll who goes around clicking away disliking posts on Facebook, is one step away from being an Internet troll who actually goes around and takes the time writing negative comments on every post the come across.
I belong to a Nigerian LGBT online forum (blog) kitodiaries. Its main intention is to act as a forum where Nigerian LGBT persons can speak out against the hostile legalized homophobic environment they live in. A forum where homophobic attacks can be reported, attackers identified and other gay people warned about the attackers. More importantly, it lets other LGBT people in Nigeria know that they are not alone. In other words an online sanctuary of sorts. Read More »
It was April and I was in Malaga for medical reasons. You see, the UK might offer economic opportunities and basic social freedoms, like allowing same-sex individuals snog in public places without fear of reprisals, if doesn’t offer sunshine. As a result I have to top up my Vitamin D levels periodically and my doctor in addition to prescribing Vitamin D supplements, suggested some time in the sun. So I booked a short 5 – day break in Malaga, Spain with the sole intention of lying on the beach and getting some sun……well until I got distracted.Read More »
London Gay Pride Parade was held yesterday and central london was splashed with rainbow colours. The theme this year is Pride Heroes and Londoners turned out in their droves, despite the heightened security alert following terrorist attack on British holidaymakers in Tunisia.
There was plenty for everyone – Human rights, Politicians, Gay marriage, Gay prosecution, Asylum, Welfare, Drag queens, S&M and plenty of eye candy.
I am not sure when I will get the hang of social media, but I seem to have fallen foul again of another “rule”, this time it is not with Facebook. but with Twitter.
A few weeks ago, I got a standard Twitter notification that someone had started following my account. I looked at the new follower’s account and for no reason at all, other than he didn’t look hot on his profile picture and all his tweets consisted of copious amounts of dick & ass pics, I did not follow him back.
I see you had a spot of bother last week regarding your comment about effeminate (fem) gay men. Every fem and their Chihuahua gave their 140-character text opinion on Twitter and some wrote articles vilifying and blaming you and other straight-acting (Masc) guys, for everything wrong with the entire world. You apologised and though some said it was a back handed apology, it prevented a melt down on social media.
Dude, I am a fan and I have seen you in most things you have done. I like your character in Looking, I can relate to his situation where he has to choose between his boyfriend and his office romance. I too have been in a similar situation on numerous occasion though not in the office (One shouldn’t shit where one eats). Right now I have to decide whether to bump my regular Friday night shag for the fresh meat I had a prior dalliance with. Tough, really tough.
I also saw you in Pass at the Jerwood Theatre upstairs at the London Royal Court. That was a hot play, especially the shower scene where you were butt naked. (Though not too sure about the dodgy Nigerian accent you tried to put on in one scene). For most of the play you were in tight Calvin Klein boxer shorts and I could see that the work you put in at the gym in preparation for your role paid off.
As you know the seating configuration of the theatre was such that the audience could reach out and touch the actors. You may or may not remember, but on the night before the play’s final run, during the scene were the stage lights were dimmed really low, just before you ran off exiting stage right, someone in the audience squeezed your bum and you fluffed your lines. It may or may not have been me, but all I am going to say is that you must have done some serious squats during those gym sessions.
I also saw you in San Francisco a day or so before Folsom street fair. You were walking with a lady who I now understand is your mum (lovely lady by the way). Around Mission and 17th Street you both stopped and talked to a homeless man. You reached into your pocket and gave him some money. That really moved me. ** Wipes away a tear**
Just to be clear, I am no stalker. We just happen to be at the same place at the same time…over and over again.
What you said about effeminate guys was a tad insensitive. In this blessed world of political correctness, you can think it, but you are not allowed to say it, particularly not to strangers holding a recording device. We are All God’s children (well the jury is still out on Vladimir Putin) and you can’t be implying (outwardly) that there is a more socially acceptable gay comportment than the other.
I am not going to go into the whole “internalised homophobia” accusations you got or into feeling of deep insecurity effeminate guys’ feel when they see “Masc only” on Grindr profiles and so on; for I am sure you have heard and read enough of that to last you a lifetime, so I won’t bore you. (But you can read what I think about it here between takes)
However, I would like to say in response to the comments made about your Dad, I think he is a visionary. When he saw your flair for acting he probably thought, after seeing the visible gay actors around at that time like Kenneth Williams and John Inman, why not go against the grain? Instead of his son being a gay actor, why not be an actor who also happens to be gay? That way you get to play other roles other than the stereotype gay comedy relief, that always for some reason are effeminate. So he shipped you off to a drama school where you learned and honed your acting skills. Incidentally you happened to get toughened up along the way. So fucking what?
So now you can play any male role, straight or gay, requiring an Essex accent convincingly. I have seen an episode of Banished on BBC and you play the straight guy extremely well. Good on you and a huge thanks to your Dad.
For the haters that called you the “Worst gay ever”, just think of them as fans in denial. They will soon come round.
Anyway, the furore your comment caused on Twitter has all but died down now, just like most gay relationships in London for men aged between 18-40 these things tend to last a few days then we move on the next thing. Right now it is all about Jeremy Clarkson’s ‘fracas’.
If however someone out there is still throwing shade at you on social media and you need a place to hide out, drop me a line. I have a place you can hide out in London. No one will know where you are. It would just be two of us doing what masculine guys – hanging out in our underpants, wrestling on the floor, watching sports on TV and drinking beer (Non alcoholic beer for me though). I could even teach you a proper Nigerian accent.
I just got slapped by Facebook…AGAIN. I seem to fall foul of their ever changing rules which I don’t take time to read and I am yet to meet anyone who does either. It all suspiciously started not long after my blog post The fabulous life on Facebook. I wrote another blogpost that appeared on my timeline on facebook with a picture of a nice juicy phallus. The custodians of morality at Facebook Support Dashboard – FBSD (The acronym makes them sound like the secret service), removed the entry from my timeline because allegedly some self-righteous Mary Whitehouse wannabe found the picture offensive and reported it.
Fox hunting was banned in the UK in 2005. The Government of the day in an attempt to compensate for centuries of cruelty meted out on foxes, set up a reparation fund for the foxes’ protection.
Part of these funds was earmarked for the relocation of the foxes. Armed with these funds and coupled with the increase of overflowing rubbish bins due to the reduced refuse collection in the big cities (which to them is what the lure bright lights of Broadway is to an aspiring theatre starlet), the foxes packed their belongings and landed themselves in cities like London.Read More »
A friend of mine commented that all I tend to share are shag stories about me being the top and never the bottom. A fair comment which I have sought to address a few times. Like most tops out there, I am versatile when I am in a relationship. (Yes I have been in relationships!!). It is during these relationships that I have learned not only how to bottom but also how to give bottoms pleasure and by so doing be a good top.
Sadly, my ass is high maintenance and accustomed to certain ways. It is not built for quick online hook ups. To get into the mood, it requires cajoling by way of extended periods of pleasurable rimming and finger action to ease open the gates and pave the way bigger things. (A bit like John The Baptist paving the way for Jesus Christ). And when the bigger thing comes, entry has to be slow and every inch considered. Once the entry is complete and the tool fully accommodated then play can begin. Read More »
I went to the last Folsom Street fair in San Francisco a couple of weeks ago. It was very interesting. I expected to see weird and wonderful sex on the street, but it was kind of tame. Still there was almost every kind of fetish you can think of.
Like most things on a gay website or app, there was the Good, the Bad and the down right Nasty, but we shall not stand in judgement. I can’t use word to properly articulate what I saw, so a friend suggested I use pictures. (Thanks Trini)
So here goes….
Folsom Steward dressed for the party…..
Porn actor Adam Russo…..
..and his money maker
Some random guys posing for the camera….
…some more guys randomly posing….
….you get the gist….
..can’t get enough ass…..
You go girl…. Own it!!
Lucas Entertainment shamelessly fronting Bareback sex…..
The man himself with his stars… #SAFESEX Y’all
Some hot model…WOOF!!
…some guy checking messages on Scruff
Some model posing for my camera. Notice the booty on the right?
There it is!!!!
some more ass….
Hmmm…..loving the geek look…both anterior and posterior views
Andrew Christian caters to ALL sizes…WORD!!!
Adam Russo and his beau, Cutler-x
Guy meets his porn idol
Playing Twister at the Steam Works stand
Steam Works models taking a break….
Liked the outfits….
I sure hope that is cider…..
Some more ass….well kind of….
Sigh, they are everywhere……
The “12 years a slave’ stand.
Some more random hot(?) guys….
Mr FTM San Diego
Not sure what’s going on here……
another random guy ….
The Russians are coming…
Boricua in da house…..(Or they could be Mehicans…..)
I had a very stressful day at work with a very difficult client and at the end of the day I came to the gym to workout the frustration and reduce stress levels. After my workout I went into the sauna with the intention of relaxing the tense muscles and hopefully melt away the stress.
So there I was alone in the sauna minding my own business, trying to get my zenitude (calmness) back , when a man came in and sat down on the bench opposite me. He was white, about 6’2” tall, slim build, brown hair with a slight belly. He was not particularly good looking and he had a long face. Grindr age 35, but looked like was in his early 50s.
I nodded my head in greeting to acknowledge him, which is the polite thing to do. He adjusted his towel so that he could widen his legs and show his dick.Read More »