Gay Fetish Blog

If your balls don't get wet when you sit on the toilet, you're not doing it right. If your balls get wet when you're standing at a urinal, you're doing it wrong.

Unless your balls get wet when you're standing at a urinal because you cruised the guy standing next to you and invited him to piss on you. Then all is dandy.

While these photos are some extreme examples, including the guy at bottom left whose balls are in a different zip code than his belly button, enjoying the sensation of ball stretching is pretty damn common.

Tugging on the sack as part of jacking off is ball stretching, no accessory required besides an opposable thumb and forefinger to circle around the base of the balls and exert the desired pull.

Intentional or not, dick slips are attention grabbers. And hopefully after a good, long stare and some mutual eye contact, a dick slip can also lead to dick grabbing.

At first glance, it could seem like the guy playing rugby, or football, or whatever it's called because I'm too distracted by him to analyze his actual sport, is having a completely unintentional slip. But then you remember that jockstraps are a time-tested (and testes-tested) technology that he seems to have uninstalled from his person.

And the maybe the guy with the huge, raging boner hanging out of his shorts and blocking a large swath of his muscular thigh is having an intentional slip. But maybe that's what his dick looks like soft and he's having a clothing failure caused by non-organic cotton. Totally.

Finally, a kink I want absolutely nothing to do with. Sure, I've written about others which I would find equally dissatisfactory or distasteful, but I reserve a special place in fetish hell for one that's destructively messy.

Unless it's 100% organic jojoba oil and the oiling up is at someone else's place and I can take two showers after. Make that three.

Now I do appreciate the aesthetics, which are shared by the competitive bodybuilding world. And there were plenty of oiled-up bodies in vintage porn and sword and sandal movies. I'm not about to badmouth Hercules (though he seems rather emotionally inaccessible at times).

Some of these pairs may not stay tight for long, considering what a big, precum-dripping boner can do to cotton. But all it takes is a wash and dry to bring them back to body-clinging life. Except if you're into never washing them because that's a thing too.

There's a laundry detergent with the slogan "keep your whites white and and colors bright" but really once you get a pair home, or are with a guy in wonderful white briefs, all bets are off. Maybe you want that underwear-clad bulge in your mouth, turning the fabric nearly transparent with your spit.

Or maybe you want to watch him pose from across the room as you treat him the exact way you used to treat the underwear section of male clothing catalogs. Or rubbing your covered bulges is a fine way to spend time together too.  It's up to you and your underwear-loving buddy.

In trying to find some examples of the invisible man fetish (in which someone imagines an invisible man ravaging them in a good way), I quickly realized that's better suited for video. And when I imagined what those low-budget videos may be like, I quickly realized that's better suited for high-budget video. So let's leave that one in the imagination. And to people so consumed by sexual guilt that they pretend their affair was with an invisible person/alien.

No disrespect meant to invisible aliens who come to Earth to fuck some of us. As long as it's consensual, that could be cool.

So I ran across this kink, specifically clothing that comes to life and goes sexual. Because clothing that comes to life and then starts doing interpretive dance or plays chess hasn't elevated to kink level yet apparently.

While these examples all include socks, that doesn't mean the kink must always be sock-related. There just seems to be an overlap, probably because feet can be expressive in how they're pointed and flexed (similar to hands), and can perform various sex acts while calling to mind an aggressive jock.

Don't try this at home. Do try it while at your job as a judge. But if you're doing the latter, expect to be fired and disbarred as happened to the infamous pumping judge. Don't worry about feeling for him as if he experienced some sex-negative backlash. He was creating a hostile work environment and was a shitty judge anyhow.

So actually do try this at home if you want, because it's consensual, and (as long as you get properly schooled by a good, informative sex toy seller and use all safety precautions and correct equipment), it should be generally fine to do. If you extend into saline or (shudder) silicone pumping, talking to your hopefully sex-positive doctor is exceptionally important, especially for the latter. 

And if you're feeling shy or ashamed about it, well that's a good gut check to tell you you're not quite as sexually liberated as being kinky may imply. They are sometimes mutually exclusive.

Gradual is key, and I imagine part of the fun, as is documenting the experience visually. Some folks may want a pleasant tug and swell, while others are going for specific length and thickness (and ball size and hang) goals, temporary or permanent.

The convenient thing with a fetish is that at least sometimes it's purely about witnessing the object or action in question. So if you're into tight abs, that doesn't mean you have to have a set of your own. Though if a fetish can inspire you to work out, go for it.

I also get that being into abs doesn't mean the first-thought view of tight abs here, as it can also be about the tactile experience, which could include more body hair or fat on top. And for body building extremists, possibly some of the guys here have too much of a fat layer. They all look good to me, though.

Just don't ask me to have a conversation with them all. The potential for that to go well is minimal. Though I'm sure I could spend at least 10 minutes talking to the guy at the middle right about his black C-IN2 underwear, which since they are not mesh or sheer, I cannot see into.

Here's my experience with glory holes. I read Edmund White's The Beautiful Room Is Empty, which includes graphic descriptions of glory hole cruising for plot and character development. Though I'm not sure how there could be non-graphic descriptions of glory hole cruising.

Even those "shocking exposés" about the evil worlds of homosexuality were actually for titillation purposes. Speaking of shocking, there's John Waters' Desperate Living which featured a titty glory hole. Holes in bathroom stalls are not just for penises anymore. Though cutting a hole big enough for tits is a more labor-intensive process.

Now it's possible that I may have been on both sides of a real-life glory hole or two, purely as a sociological exercise, and not necessarily in a public toilet. Rather one might have considered it a private space, or club if you will. As I don't think there are public bathrooms with clear lucite walls.

To quote '80s-'90s Latin freestyle group Exposé, "seasons change" and with colder weather, flip flops are less in public view. The flip flop fetishists among us will mourn. Or just focus on indoor viewing in locker rooms and college dorms. 

They may or may not actively live or be allowed in the college dorms but that wouldn't stop a hardcore fetishist. And what's a tip that you're hardcore about it? Look at the guy at the bottom right and if your eye at least equally travels between his flip flop covered feet and his astounding body, you've got a kink going on.

And it could be literal, as in seeing the feet in that exact state maybe picturing your tongue between the big and second toes, same as the flip flop positions itself by design.

There have been periods in history, such as the Regency Era in Great Britain (1795-1837), in which men in corsets was a well-respected high fashion. These corsets shaped the body in sought-after ways, aligning with the style of the day. 

And while today, many folks still have an ideal (for better or worse) of men with slender waists, that's quite different than the extreme cinched effect a corset offers. Even here in these selection of images you may have different reactions to the macho guys in rather loosely applied corsets versus the more extreme cinching.

So you see the visual transition from fashion to fetish, and the blending of the two. While the practical shaping element is more commonly experienced via relatively mainstreamed shape wear for men. 

Thus we have product names of: High Waist Stomach Shaper with Boxer Brief, Belly Buster Zip & Trim Support Brief, and Abs Slimming Body Shaper with Back Support. "Abs Slimming" is an interesting turn of phrase, as I don't think folks with tight abs are interested in slimming them, so it's like they want the wearer to imagine they have defined abs and are just wearing a garment to match. 

If you're looking for an article of clothing to highlight yet teasingly hide the asshole, a thong is it. Keep this in mind for your next job interview at a Fortune 500 company, as I assume they are all powered by a combination of cutthroat capitalism and anal sex. Though I never even took Econ 101, so what do I know?

I did take Advanced Cultural Studies in Thongs and of course got an A. Plenty of "A"s actually. We spent a hole whole week studying the complex dynamics of the negative space thong, as shown in the guy here "wearing" a tan line thong made of your imagination.

Finally here's a benefit to global climate change that isn't solely for fossil fuel companies and their cronies. Which by the way those short-term profits won't even be able to be passed along to their children because you can't spend money easily in violently extreme weather and massively polluted air. Oh wait, the rich will commodify clean air, too.

Well, we're all fucked so may as well enjoy your sweaty guy kink now. Or if you don't have one, develop one, as it will come in handy in our perilous future.

Now, some of this sweating is self-imposed form intense exercise, sports or saunas. Or sex itself. And when air hits the sweat, it creates that cooling sensation. Or when a tongue his the sweat, it creates that warming sensation. Either way, it's a win.

Many men are basically given a personal microphone in the world, their words elevated above the voices of others, even if what they have to say is stupid shit. So while on an individual level, maybe the guy involved in the gag scene is not personally responsible for mansplaining the universe, it's still a bonus to get a guy to shut the fuck up on occasion.

And if that includes him tied up and showcases his desperate expressions and muscles straining against binding, that's just plain neat.

Remember any sort of play that involves blocking the nose or mouth or putting someone in a challenging position requires proper safety precautions and training. Definitely more training is needed than if you're going to go out and, in the course of a robbery, gag a bank vice president, tellers, security guards, and customers.

What does your mind race to when seeing these guys? Do you picture running your hands over their bodies, squeezing and stroking muscles and whatever other body parts you find? Whispering in their ears your plans for them so the anticipation builds for both of you?

Or are you a bondage purist and pretty much just want to see them tied up and writhing around in struggle? For some folks, that is the sex, no genital, oral or anal action is required.

Though I think cock bulges would generally be appreciated.

Astounding how guys with long hair tend not to be romantic leads in many movies or TV shows, with Thor and other medieval-related shows being an exception. If you count music videos of many genres and Playgirl magazine (especially from the '80s and '90s), the numbers skyrocket.

And soap operas have their fair share. I'm talking to you, Ricky Martin, in your role as Miguel on General Hospital. But there's never been a long-haired James Bond anyhow.

I guess the look is too distinctive, plus his enemies could grab more easily grab his hair in a fight. That is pretty much the only sight that could get me to watch another James Bond movie actually.