The statue of Laocoon and His Sons reminds me of Shokushu Goukan, or Tentacle Rape, a distinctively Japanese form of pornographic art in which the subject is being entered, usually without consent, by a monster with many penis-like tentacles.
The tentacles can also act as ropes for bondage.
There is mouth and anal entry, and either penis manipulation or some sort of tentacle-fellatio.
The origin was probably a non-pornographic yokai who grabbed unsuspecting fishermen and pulled them to their deaths. A little tweaking, and the cautionary tale becomes porn.
Contemporary artists usually show hapless space explorers running afoul of multi-tentacled alien monsters with sexual congress on their minds, but there are also furry and fantasy-world tentacles.
The monsters can be plants, animals, or miscellaneous, sentient or not.
Sometimes the encounter is not accidental but by design, the hero captured by a mad scientist or Medieval torturer.
We usually don't see the being, just the straining, struggling muscles and the multiple entries by the tentacle/penises, so the acts becomes stylized, pure entry, sex without an object.
See also: Laocoon and His Sons; and Yokai: The Gay Goblins of Japan
Friday, March 13, 2020
Thursday, March 12, 2020
The Pentecostal Porn Star's Top Boyfriends, Tricks, Scenes, and Hookups
I hope Alan isn't reading these stories in the afterlife, or I'm in for a major haunting. He would hate being called a Pentecostal Porn Star. He didn't like talking about his porn career.
Actually, he didn't like talking about his past at all. Most guys in West Hollywood loved swapping stories about coming out, seducing a straight man, or seeing a celebrity penis, but Alan generally kept mum: "Who cares about the past? It's dead and gone. We're young, we're hot, we're in the greatest place in the world. This is our time to LIVE!"
Still, when he was tired and loaded up on sugary snacks, he could tell a good story. Here are his top 20 boyfriends, hookups, and back room exploits.
Alan was born two days before Halloween, 1956, under another name, in a small town near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. When he was ten years old, he began going to a Pentecostal church, got saved and filled with the Spirit, and began speaking in tongues.
1. The Pentecostal Boy. His first sexual experience was at age 16, with one of his Pentecostal buddies. Neither of them had any idea that gay people existed, but they fumbled around and discovered oral.
2. The Preacher at the Bathhouse. After graduating from high school in 1974, Alan enrolled in the ultra-fundamentalist Waynesburg College. He majored in either English or History, and played football to become more "macho."
There's an investigation of Waynesburg College on Small Town Beefcake
He also began going to the bathhouses of Pittsburgh, where he ran into the minister of his hometown Pentecostal church.
After he got his degree in either English or history, he told his parents that he was gay. They had a big blowup, and didn't speak to him for years. He moved to Los Angeles, and got a job teaching ESL to new immigrants.
3. The Son of a Gilligan's Island Star. One of his first boyfriends was David Johnson, son of Russell Johnson, the Professor on Gilligan's Island.
4. Will on Land of the Lost. Alan made the rounds of closeted and semi-closeted celebrities, including Wesley Eure, who played the teenage son on the Saturday morning live-action series Land of the Lost.
5. Porn Star Kip Noll. He also began going to the bathhouses and bars of pre-AIDS Los Angeles. One night he met someone who, impressed by his size, introduced him to porn director William Higgins, who cast him in a movie about a boy who wanders around West Hollywood picking up guys. Kip Noll went down on him. He refused to do anal.
6. The Football Coach. Later that year Alan starred in a movie about a football player who gets blown by his teammates and tops his coach. The exteriors were filmed at UCLA. While doing research, he met and began dating the football coach of a L.A.-area university. He wouldn't say which one, although I'm quite sure the name would mean nothing to us.
In all, Alan appeared in five porn movies, but his star potential was limited due to his reluctance to do anal, and by his lack of serious gym time -- he was getting a little chunky.
7. The High School Boy. He got a job teaching English at a Catholic school, and began seeing one of his students -- after class, right in the classroom.
8. A Drag Queen Fairy Godmother. After a series of crises in the early 1980s, including getting fired from his teaching job, the death of a close friend, and a sexual assault by a vice cop, Alan turned "ex gay," proclaimed that God had "cured" him, and joined Homosexuals Anonymous. To prove to himself that he was really straight, he went to one of the dive bars in Hollywood and picked up a "woman" -- who turned out to be a drag queen.
That night he was an anal bottom for the first time.
In the morning he realized that God loves gay people after all. He retired from porn, changed his name to Alan, turned blond, grew a beard, and joined the gay-positive Metropolitan Community Church. He became Student Clergy.
9. The Norwegian Con Artist. Alan and I met in the fall of 1985. We dated briefly, until he dumped me for a Norwegian con artist (the relationship didn't last long). Then we became friends, and roommates for about a year.
10. The Bed-Hopping College Boy. In the summer of 1986, Alan returned to his old idea of becoming a missionary, with a gay twist: he moved to Japan to start a gay Pentecostal church, but returned to West Hollywood at the end of the summer. When I went to visit him, he picked up a college boy named Minoru, who kept switching between our beds all night.

11. My Celebrity Boyfriend. In the spring of 1987, I dated the Celebrity, a still-closeted former teen idol. Alan asked him out immediately after we broke up -- or maybe before -- and they dated twice.
12. The Kept Boy. Alan found three in a bed distracting, so he didn't do much "sharing." Our first "sharing" experience was accidental, with a kept boy who we didn't realize was drunk
13. The Parisian Cop. In the fall of 1989, Alan moved to Paris to...well, start a gay Pentecostal church. But soon he gave up that idea, and became a permanent Parisian. When I came to visit, he picked up a Parisian cop.
14. The Father and Son. While in France, Alan took a trip to Hong Kong, and picked up a father and son -- a biological father and son!
15. The Lapp. The nice thing about Paris is, everyone in the world eventually gets around to visiting, including a member of the Sami people, the nomads of northern Scandinavia.
16. The Hong Kong Hustler. Alan loved Hong Kong, and visited as often as he could. Unfortunately, it didn't have quite the sexual freedom as Paris. In the summer of 1992, feeling deprived, he hired a hustler, and bottomed. Without a condom.
A few months later, Alan discovered that he was HIV positive. Deeply depressed, he moved in with his sister in Norfolk, Virginia, became "ex gay" again, and cut off all contact with his former "sinful associates."
17. Sandy. Soon Alan changed his mind -- God loved gay people after all. He started going to the Norfolk Metropolitan Community Church, where he met Sandy: middle-aged, African-American, rather feminine, almost as big beneath the belt as he was, also a recovering Pentecostal. They stayed together until the end of his life.
18. The Substitute. I visited them twice in the early 1990s, once in Norfolk and once in DC. Since becoming HIV positive, Alan insisted on monogamy -- no "sharing," not even with safe sex. But when I spent the night with them, they brought in a substitute. Ok, that's my scene, not Alan's.
19. The Colonial Williamsburg Boy. In New York in 1998, I met Barry, who grew up in Colonial Williamsburg and went to Howard University in DC. Turns out that he had dated Sandy!, Ok, that's Sandy's.
20. The Male Nurse. We gradually lost contact in the 2000s, as friends who live across a continent from each other do. But one day in 2005, Sandy called to tell me that Alan had died of AIDS-related cancer. He was in good spirits during his last days, content with his life and certain of his place in heaven. Almost his last words were "Isn't that male nurse hot?"
Alan LIVED until the end.
Actually, he didn't like talking about his past at all. Most guys in West Hollywood loved swapping stories about coming out, seducing a straight man, or seeing a celebrity penis, but Alan generally kept mum: "Who cares about the past? It's dead and gone. We're young, we're hot, we're in the greatest place in the world. This is our time to LIVE!"
Still, when he was tired and loaded up on sugary snacks, he could tell a good story. Here are his top 20 boyfriends, hookups, and back room exploits.
Alan was born two days before Halloween, 1956, under another name, in a small town near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. When he was ten years old, he began going to a Pentecostal church, got saved and filled with the Spirit, and began speaking in tongues.
1. The Pentecostal Boy. His first sexual experience was at age 16, with one of his Pentecostal buddies. Neither of them had any idea that gay people existed, but they fumbled around and discovered oral.
2. The Preacher at the Bathhouse. After graduating from high school in 1974, Alan enrolled in the ultra-fundamentalist Waynesburg College. He majored in either English or History, and played football to become more "macho."
There's an investigation of Waynesburg College on Small Town Beefcake
He also began going to the bathhouses of Pittsburgh, where he ran into the minister of his hometown Pentecostal church.
After he got his degree in either English or history, he told his parents that he was gay. They had a big blowup, and didn't speak to him for years. He moved to Los Angeles, and got a job teaching ESL to new immigrants.
3. The Son of a Gilligan's Island Star. One of his first boyfriends was David Johnson, son of Russell Johnson, the Professor on Gilligan's Island.
4. Will on Land of the Lost. Alan made the rounds of closeted and semi-closeted celebrities, including Wesley Eure, who played the teenage son on the Saturday morning live-action series Land of the Lost.
5. Porn Star Kip Noll. He also began going to the bathhouses and bars of pre-AIDS Los Angeles. One night he met someone who, impressed by his size, introduced him to porn director William Higgins, who cast him in a movie about a boy who wanders around West Hollywood picking up guys. Kip Noll went down on him. He refused to do anal.
6. The Football Coach. Later that year Alan starred in a movie about a football player who gets blown by his teammates and tops his coach. The exteriors were filmed at UCLA. While doing research, he met and began dating the football coach of a L.A.-area university. He wouldn't say which one, although I'm quite sure the name would mean nothing to us.
In all, Alan appeared in five porn movies, but his star potential was limited due to his reluctance to do anal, and by his lack of serious gym time -- he was getting a little chunky.
7. The High School Boy. He got a job teaching English at a Catholic school, and began seeing one of his students -- after class, right in the classroom.
8. A Drag Queen Fairy Godmother. After a series of crises in the early 1980s, including getting fired from his teaching job, the death of a close friend, and a sexual assault by a vice cop, Alan turned "ex gay," proclaimed that God had "cured" him, and joined Homosexuals Anonymous. To prove to himself that he was really straight, he went to one of the dive bars in Hollywood and picked up a "woman" -- who turned out to be a drag queen.
That night he was an anal bottom for the first time.
In the morning he realized that God loves gay people after all. He retired from porn, changed his name to Alan, turned blond, grew a beard, and joined the gay-positive Metropolitan Community Church. He became Student Clergy.
9. The Norwegian Con Artist. Alan and I met in the fall of 1985. We dated briefly, until he dumped me for a Norwegian con artist (the relationship didn't last long). Then we became friends, and roommates for about a year.
10. The Bed-Hopping College Boy. In the summer of 1986, Alan returned to his old idea of becoming a missionary, with a gay twist: he moved to Japan to start a gay Pentecostal church, but returned to West Hollywood at the end of the summer. When I went to visit him, he picked up a college boy named Minoru, who kept switching between our beds all night.

11. My Celebrity Boyfriend. In the spring of 1987, I dated the Celebrity, a still-closeted former teen idol. Alan asked him out immediately after we broke up -- or maybe before -- and they dated twice.
12. The Kept Boy. Alan found three in a bed distracting, so he didn't do much "sharing." Our first "sharing" experience was accidental, with a kept boy who we didn't realize was drunk
13. The Parisian Cop. In the fall of 1989, Alan moved to Paris to...well, start a gay Pentecostal church. But soon he gave up that idea, and became a permanent Parisian. When I came to visit, he picked up a Parisian cop.
14. The Father and Son. While in France, Alan took a trip to Hong Kong, and picked up a father and son -- a biological father and son!
15. The Lapp. The nice thing about Paris is, everyone in the world eventually gets around to visiting, including a member of the Sami people, the nomads of northern Scandinavia.
16. The Hong Kong Hustler. Alan loved Hong Kong, and visited as often as he could. Unfortunately, it didn't have quite the sexual freedom as Paris. In the summer of 1992, feeling deprived, he hired a hustler, and bottomed. Without a condom.
A few months later, Alan discovered that he was HIV positive. Deeply depressed, he moved in with his sister in Norfolk, Virginia, became "ex gay" again, and cut off all contact with his former "sinful associates."
17. Sandy. Soon Alan changed his mind -- God loved gay people after all. He started going to the Norfolk Metropolitan Community Church, where he met Sandy: middle-aged, African-American, rather feminine, almost as big beneath the belt as he was, also a recovering Pentecostal. They stayed together until the end of his life.
18. The Substitute. I visited them twice in the early 1990s, once in Norfolk and once in DC. Since becoming HIV positive, Alan insisted on monogamy -- no "sharing," not even with safe sex. But when I spent the night with them, they brought in a substitute. Ok, that's my scene, not Alan's.
19. The Colonial Williamsburg Boy. In New York in 1998, I met Barry, who grew up in Colonial Williamsburg and went to Howard University in DC. Turns out that he had dated Sandy!, Ok, that's Sandy's.
20. The Male Nurse. We gradually lost contact in the 2000s, as friends who live across a continent from each other do. But one day in 2005, Sandy called to tell me that Alan had died of AIDS-related cancer. He was in good spirits during his last days, content with his life and certain of his place in heaven. Almost his last words were "Isn't that male nurse hot?"
Alan LIVED until the end.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2020
A Sausage Sighting in Fairbanks, Alaska
Fairbanks, Alaska, February 2008
In the spring of 2008, when my temporary visiting position at the University of Dayton was winding down, I applied for about 50 academic jobs. Most were in or near gay neighborhoods, but I also applied to some in places that would be interesting to visit.
In the spring of 2008, when my temporary visiting position at the University of Dayton was winding down, I applied for about 50 academic jobs. Most were in or near gay neighborhoods, but I also applied to some in places that would be interesting to visit.
A free trip to some exotic locale, a guided tour of the city, free meals in the best restaurants. And who knows? Maybe I would like it so much that I would take the job.
So I applied to the University of Alaska at Fairbanks,
I always keep a scorecard of pros and cons, to decide whether to take the job, if I get the offer.
Fairbanks Pros
You can see the aurora borealis. 5 points
The University has a gay student group. 5 points
The Museum of the North. 5 points.
My office would have a window. 10 points (you'd be surprised how important this is).
The University offers classes in Yupik, Inupiaq, and Tlingit. 10 points
10% of the population is Native American, and 10% Hispanic. 10 points
There are 14 Thai restaurants. 10 points
Total Pros: 50
Fairbanks Cons
It's low and flat, and very spread out, 32,000 people in 32 square miles -5 points.
It was 10 below zero degrees outside. -5 points.
In the 2004 presidential election, 61.5% of Fairbanks voted Republican. -10 points.
The governor of Alaska was wack job Sarah Palin. -10 points
The university had no wrestling or male swim teams. -10 points.
No gay bars, although I heard that the Palace Saloon was "gay" after 11:00 pm. -20 point.
I always keep a scorecard of pros and cons, to decide whether to take the job, if I get the offer.
You can see the aurora borealis. 5 points
The University has a gay student group. 5 points
The Museum of the North. 5 points.
My office would have a window. 10 points (you'd be surprised how important this is).
The University offers classes in Yupik, Inupiaq, and Tlingit. 10 points
10% of the population is Native American, and 10% Hispanic. 10 points
There are 14 Thai restaurants. 10 points
Total Pros: 50
Fairbanks Cons
It's low and flat, and very spread out, 32,000 people in 32 square miles -5 points.
It was 10 below zero degrees outside. -5 points.
In the 2004 presidential election, 61.5% of Fairbanks voted Republican. -10 points.
The governor of Alaska was wack job Sarah Palin. -10 points
The university had no wrestling or male swim teams. -10 points.
No gay bars, although I heard that the Palace Saloon was "gay" after 11:00 pm. -20 point.
The nearest gay neighborhood was in Seattle, 3 1/2 hours away by plane. -20 points
Total cons: -80.
Grand total: -30. Not interested in that job.
I was on my own for dinner the second night. I tried to find a place within walking distance of the downtown Marriott (which, in 10 below zero weather, means two blocks).
All I could find was Soapy Smith's Old Tyme Restaurant and the Cafe de Paris.
Ok, the Cafe de Paris.
When I got there, I found an ugly yellow space decorated by case after case of wine bottles.
I hate alcohol! I almost went to Soapy Smith's Old Tyme Restaurant instead, but it was too cold to trudge through downtown Fairbanks again.
So I sat down and looked at the menu.
Lobster, steak, chops. Nothing of interest. Did I go through a time warp into the 1950s?
No -- the cheapest item on the menu was $30.
I ordered two appetizers and a Diet Coke, which came watered down in a bar glass, with one of those little red straws and a cherry.
Figures.
It was quite early, so there were only a few people around. Hetero couples mostly. I felt out of place.
Grand total: -30. Not interested in that job.
I was on my own for dinner the second night. I tried to find a place within walking distance of the downtown Marriott (which, in 10 below zero weather, means two blocks).
All I could find was Soapy Smith's Old Tyme Restaurant and the Cafe de Paris.
Ok, the Cafe de Paris.
When I got there, I found an ugly yellow space decorated by case after case of wine bottles.
I hate alcohol! I almost went to Soapy Smith's Old Tyme Restaurant instead, but it was too cold to trudge through downtown Fairbanks again.
So I sat down and looked at the menu.
Lobster, steak, chops. Nothing of interest. Did I go through a time warp into the 1950s?
No -- the cheapest item on the menu was $30.
I ordered two appetizers and a Diet Coke, which came watered down in a bar glass, with one of those little red straws and a cherry.
Figures.
It was quite early, so there were only a few people around. Hetero couples mostly. I felt out of place.
After finishing, I said "no" to an expensive dessert and went to the restroom.
It had two urinals, very close togethr, with no barrier between them. The far one was in use: a tall, husky, dark-skinned guy, probably Native, in his 20s, with a round face and prominent cheekbones. I couldn't judge his physique under his sweater and heavy coat, but I got a good view of his penis.
Huge! He could barely wrap his hand around that garden hose, soft! It had to be a Kovbasa++++, a footlong, aroused!
I stood, trying not to stare, imagining going down on that monster. Were all Native men hung?
He finished, shook it a little, and turned to me, smiling, Kovbasa still in full view. He somehow managed to cram his penis back into his pants, zipped up, and squeezed past me to the sink to wash his hands.
"Not much room in here, is there?" Footlong said.
"No, not much room," I stammered.
Was he referring to the bathroom or to his pants?
When I finished and returned to the main room, Footlong was standing by a table, helping a young lady put her coat on. Our eyes met as they walked out into the night.
She was in for a surprise later! If Footlong was too much for her, I'd be happy to give it a try.
Pro: Sausage sighting of a huge Native guy: 100 points!
It had two urinals, very close togethr, with no barrier between them. The far one was in use: a tall, husky, dark-skinned guy, probably Native, in his 20s, with a round face and prominent cheekbones. I couldn't judge his physique under his sweater and heavy coat, but I got a good view of his penis.
Huge! He could barely wrap his hand around that garden hose, soft! It had to be a Kovbasa++++, a footlong, aroused!
I stood, trying not to stare, imagining going down on that monster. Were all Native men hung?
He finished, shook it a little, and turned to me, smiling, Kovbasa still in full view. He somehow managed to cram his penis back into his pants, zipped up, and squeezed past me to the sink to wash his hands.
"Not much room in here, is there?" Footlong said.
"No, not much room," I stammered.
Was he referring to the bathroom or to his pants?
When I finished and returned to the main room, Footlong was standing by a table, helping a young lady put her coat on. Our eyes met as they walked out into the night.
She was in for a surprise later! If Footlong was too much for her, I'd be happy to give it a try.
Pro: Sausage sighting of a huge Native guy: 100 points!
The travel-guide version of this story is on Small Town Beefcake
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