More teasers.

A TIM manhole gives it up for a room full of topstuds

Porn and Pancakes

Church attendance is in trouble. Congregation after congregation in this country is showing precipitous declines in attendance. And all the Sunday Catfish Fries, Hallelujah choruses and Godspell-like bands rocking out behind the daises won’t change a thing. Part of it, naturally, has to do with technology. This current generation of churchgoers lives in an informational bubble where, with the click of a mouse, one can learn more about the teachings of the Bible – its message, its meaning, etc. – faster and with more multimedia pizzazz than from even the most charismatic of evangelical preachers. Part of it has to do with the messenger. Hypocrisy, hate and crystal-snorting power bottoms don’t exactly round up the pious to Sunday morning meetings. But church leaders aren’t stupid. Many of them are good business managers and realize that in order to keep their coffers filled they need to adapt to the times. And one sure fire way to do that is to turn their attention to sex. As one church in upstate New York recently discovered sex sells. Increasingly churches across the United States are beginning to focus their attention on sex – specifically pornography. There’s even a site devoted to the subject cleverly entitled XXXchurch.com. (Hell, they even ministered at the 2006 Adult Expo.) But the question is really whether or not pornography has multiplied so insidiously to meet the demands of an ever growing body of technological delivery systems – VOD, cellphones, MySpace pages, etc. – or have churches succumbed to the times by offering seemingly scintillating topics masked as moral rectitude in order to keep the flock engaged. My hunch is sex sells whether it’s in Advertising or the public square of ideas and church leaders aren’t stupid. And that’s why in order to keep the faithful engaged, we’re probably going to see a lot more appeals to the prurient with talk of “Porn Sundays” and the like. After all if you can’t beat ‘em…





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Teaser

Here are a couple stills from an upcoming release. Enjoy.

A mysterious presence

in the Treasure Island parking lot.

Christian

Here's a picture of Christian, our beloved bottom-boy exclusive.

Not That Again

Some ideas are simply great. Think Penicillin. Or Fleshlights. Others have a certain charm but quickly come and go. Like pet rocks. Or Ricky Martin. And yet others are just simply bad. Take, for example the idea for a new, triple XXX domain. ICANN, the International Corporation for Assigned Names and Numbers, is once again considering a domain name for the Adult Entertainment Industry. Supporters defend the move as an effective means by which pornography can be filtered thus making libraries safe once again for the viewing public. Others, a curious mix of conservative organizations and civil libertarians, are arguing against just such a move. Conservative groups like the Family Research Council say that by establishing a XXX domain you legitimize the Adult Entertainment Industry. Other domains such as .com (commerce), .org (non-profit organizations, among others), and .edu (educational entities) serve a legitimate purpose, they argue. Further, businesses that traffic in porn are under no obligation to switch. They can maintain their .com domain name if they so choose. Civil libertarians (read: porn producers) argue that they have a legitimate, first amendment right to do what they do and, thus, should not be stigmatized or penalized with what would be seen as a widely pejorative domain name. What both groups do agree on, however, is how utterly ridiculous the whole idea is because it would be completely unenforceable. Setting aside for a minute the “optional switch” clause for a moment, businesses outside of the United States would be under no obligation to accede to the demands of ICANN. And since the move would be optional, unenforceable and has brought together two ideological camps not known for agreeing on much of anything, we can safely say this idea ranks well below Fleshlights and somewhere just slightly above the inflatable radiator

Mountain Man

A couple pigs interested in being TIM models.
Let us know what you think.

Some Advice For Utah

A bill is being discussed in the Utah Legislature that would make viewing pornography in public high schools a Class B misdemeanor punishable with up to six month in jail and fines. Of course, this shouldn’t come as any surprise coming as it is from Utah – a state whose dominant religion requires their adherents to wear a sexually neutering undergarment. Thinking back to high school, though, I can’t really recall much of a need to watch pornography since it seemed to be all around me anyway. Especially in those ten or so minutes before and after gym class when we changed into and out of our school clothes and all the jocks would prance around the locker room, showing off their taut, athletic bodies while engaging in incredibly homoerotic behavior – simulating anal sex, getting hard-ons, etc. In fact, one boy, Patrick, used to spray unsuspecting freshmen with his semen after jerking off in front of all of us. He didn’t have much of a body but he had a huge, veinal dick and occasionally some of the other guys would stand behind him while he allowed them to jerk him off until he came, using his cock in a manner akin to a firefighter using a hose to put out a fire. (Of course, they were straight.) So, while Utah makes plans for another useless piece of legislative claptrap, let the record state that the only way to ban “pornography” from high schools would most likely involve ban the ones who watch them as well.



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A New Congregation

Now that the second volume of What I Can't See has been released, we're receiving hundreds of reactions. The vast majority are, I'm happy to say, extremely satisfied and excited. The responses have been tremendously gratifying and exciting.

It's one of our best, if I do say so myself.

But two scenes are getting particular attention, both from Treasure Island men and from reviewers. Worldwide, "Sleeping Beauty" and "The Preacher Finds Religion" are gleaning lots of comments, lots of praise (I agree completely with one reviewer who calls "Sleeping Beauty" an "incredibly sensual and disturbing porn scene".

But guys are also asking me head-on: "Are these two scenes on the level? Are they for real?"




The answer is an unequivocal YES: these are both for real.

In "Sleeping Beauty" the guy really is knocked out and being fucked while he's unconscious. Modern pharmaceuticals are a boon for the innovative and experimental pornographer.




And yes, the guy in the big first gangbang scene is a first-time raw bottom who *is* in fact a real preacher. With a congregation.

The only thing he balked at during the gangbang was when I asked if we could put a Bible on the bed with him. "Absolutely not," he replied, and then waggled his sperm-leaking ass for the next randy fucker.




The really interesting fact is that since we released WICS2, I've personally received not one, but THREE requests from other preachers around the country (mostly from the South) and a separate enquiry from a MONK asking to be included in future blind-fold scenes.

I always knew there was a close connection between sex and religion--- it just makes sense. Serious cock-worship is older than Christianity, Hinduism, Judaism. But I had no idea so many of the men at the heart of it all are just plain ol' sex pigs in denial.

This bodes well for both porn and religion, if you ask me. Certainly when I was a kid being forced to go to church I would have related a hell of a lot better if I'd known that the guy up their on the pulpit was, like me, craving a deeper connection not only with God but with the infinitely fascinating world between a man's legs.

--Paul

Canada Takes The Plunge

Shelley Fralic reads more like a Canadian T.V. guide than a reporter as she laments the rise in pornographic material on mainstream Canadian television by cataloging the Friday night fare. Sexumentaries, as they’re called by our neighbors to the North, Seymore Butts’s reality t.v. program and Sin City, a sexual travelogue that has some would say one lucky host searching the world for sexual practices populate Canada’s Friday night Showcase Channel. So has pornography finally arrived in the mainstream in Canada? I frankly don’t know whose standard to use and I certainly don’t know enough about Canadian culture to suggest one way or the other whether she’s right or wrong. But I do know that Canadians have always been more liberal on social and sexual issues than we have. I also do know that they have a shockingly low rate of murder, that they have far fewer abortions than we do but proportionate to our respective populations have about the same number of procedures performed. They have one of the most literate populations in the world. I know they don’t have hang ups about youth trying alcohol in the form of wine and they more than tolerate homosexuals. They have successfully incorporated them into their society. I’m wise enough to know that good parents, whether Canadian or American, are smart enough to recognize why children shouldn’t be watching these programs and the steps necessary to prevent it from happening. I also know that these same, smart parents should be able to enjoy a healthy sex life and if these programs get their juices flowing, well, more power to them. Sex doesn’t have to be a dirty thing that corrupts minds, blunts healthy emotional growth or perverts children. If anything and anyone, Shelley Fralic, by suggesting her outrage at the level of adult programming on a Friday night in a very progressive society clearly intended for adults, exemplifies how sex perverts, corrupts and demeans. Oh, and Shelley? It’s cable, dear.



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2006 – Good Riddance

2006 was so many things. It was the year when an elected official solicited a 16 year old page and their Instant Messages became the stuff of Urban Legend. It was to be only one scandal in a scandalous year for which, time permitting, another equally damaging one would certainly have come along. It was a year when another state began plans for banning the sale of adult toys but because it was in South Carolina nobody noticed. It was the sixth year of George W. Bush’s presidency but it was also the first year that the F.B.I. and representatives from the Adult Entertainment Industry sat down and negotiated how their records were going to be inspected with the utmost of cooperation and, thus, the least outrage.
2006 was a year unlike any other. Sexually, however, we seemed not to notice. It was a year of sex, lies and videotape and the further integration between pornography and culture. But like other conservative eras, the sexual goings-on – which tend to be most revolutionary during periods where all forms of expression are suppressed – were sidelined, pooh-poohed or out and out dismissed. Simply put, there was another sexual revolution going on this year flying low beneath the guardians of popular culture. Ask any neighborhood priest what happens when you try to clamp down on one of two basic urges and the results will almost always be shocking but predictable. Sex is on the rise. Six years after toothless ABC theories of prevention, virginity pledges that make a mockery of pledging and gays-at-all-costs slash and burn politics, sex has remained the one durable constant in 2006. From Britney’s Vagina to what goes on behind the mind of a 58 year old, sex, in all its permutations – some arousing, others repugnant - shot forth across a bow of ineligible analysis and insanity. With the last remaining ounces of energy, I kiss the worst of 2006 goodbye and to 2007 I welcome you gladly. May the revolution continue.
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