A pair of handsome Dutch TV presenters have got up and close and personal for the latest issue of L’Homo magazine. Jan Versteegh and Tim Hofman caused a splash when they made out on a beach to encourage discussions about sexuality and homophobia. On set the duo sported skimpy speedos, before getting a little more ‘hands on’.

Check out the behind the scenes video where they look more than comfortable getting a little gay.

It’s in Dutch, but we’re guessing you didn’t come hear for the narration.

[H/T: Attitude]

UGH, all this talk of Brexit is making us roll our eyes so hard, we dropped a contact lens. Sure, it’s a good thing that people are getting passionate about politics, but it really is bringing our the boring side in people. SO, back to ogling dreamy dudes – while backing our point to remain. Let’s say this: you boys can forget the referendum and feel free to immigrate into our bed, mmkrrr…

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Don’t you hate it when you’re stuck on public transport in summer, and it just gets so stuffy. Well, Mark Hudson, a US comedian must’ve been feeling the heat when he recently ripped off his pants on a New York subway.

With classic stripper jam ‘Sweet Cherry Pie’ playing from somewhere in the background, Hudson is seen pole dancing, grinding and thrusting along the carriage in a thong smaller than floss as onlookers filmed his escapades. Our fave though, is the horrified mother covering her child’s eyes.

Must be the Magic Mike effect…

[H/T: Gayety, Queerty]

Julius Dien was curious how bystanders would react to homophobia abuse in public – so he set up a social experiment where he verbally abuses his friends as partake in public displays of affection on the London underground.

A majority of the witnesses stood up to Julius, with a few guys threatening to “throw [him] off the train”. The results of the video are really quite heartwarming in which most of the public are supportive of the gay couple. ALL OF THE FEELS. Kudos, Ldn.

Check out the results in the viral below:

[H/T: Attiude]

If you thought the notion that after so much progress we might reach a stage where we’d end up going backwards, was out of reach – you could well be wrong. Although the gay community may seem stronger than ever after recent tragedies, the anti-LGBT attitudes also seem to be building rapidly. First there are reports of Brexit chants claiming to get rid of the “Poles” and then the gays.

Now it seems that a bunch of ignorant homophobes have started a ‘heterosexual pride day’ to counteract LGBT Pride. Here’s what Twitter had to say on the matter. Although, we can’t help but wonder if it only began trending because of the amount of united gays mocking the idea.

There was unique about the mass shooting that took place in Orlando just a couple weeks ago, something that really hit home. We’d assumed it was because being gay, it had struck a personal chord with us. But it became evident that beyond that it touched a much wider audience just as deeply. Down the terrifying details, there were so many heartbreaking tangents to the larger incident.

Ryan Murphy directs a tribute, and rounding up some of his most famous friends (aka, the entire cast of American Horror Story) in doing so. Lady Gaga, Matt Bomer, Laverne Cox, Sarah Paulson, Michelle Lea and Colton Haynes are all among the faces paying a beautiful and emotional tribute to the lives lost at Pulse nightclub.

*If you’re feeling emotionally fragile already, ensure the tissues are within reach.

[H/T: OUT]

We’re not really down with what’s been going on US Big Brother 18, as it doesn’t air over here – but we still discovered the scandal when it was Kenny Brian. Plus Paulie is quite cute! But all we really know is, he’s an ex-soccer player, and he’s pissing a load of people off… And now his ‘alleged’ dick pics are here. Welcome to reality TV.

Califiore supposedly sent Snapchats with the caption: “Soft. Can you handle it hard?” Well, we’d have to see it before we could tell you babes.

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[H/T: AntiTwink, Sprinkled Peen]

Well, it is Wimbledon season after all. And it seems Daniel Kollerer is really getting into the swing of it. The former pro tennis player from Austria went full frontal in a recent episode of German celebrity Big Brother – you gotta love the relaxed European attitude to nudity. We’re fangirling over the tatts too.

Kollerer was banned for match-fixing in 2011. So you know he got that bad boy streak too…

Our saying goes, “I go to the gym to get pretty, I don’t make myself pretty to go to the gym.” But hey, we lazy AF. This chick on the other hand never has a day off, least of all when she’s up in the gym working on her fitness. Our fave trans model Arisce Wanzer is back to gag us with another ferocious fashion short directed by Brandon Smithson. This time she’s modelling pop of neon, a hunky PT and those infamous pins.

BTW girl, who’s you’re trainer? We need a hand stretching our groin. (His name’s Michael Joseph Massetti, FYI).

Photography: Dustin Sohn.

Tyra would be proud girl. Maybe it’s about time we take a leaf out of Arisce’s book next time we head to the gym.

You may have heard the saying, “Finding a top in West Hollywood is like finding a hymen in a whorehouse”, and while it’s all fun and games until gay men start scissoring, a recent report has outlined the seriousness of – what has been coined – the Tupperware Turmoil (too many bottoms, not enough tops). Researchers at the West Hollywood University of Versatility have discovered that only 9% of the city’s population have ever topped in their lifetime. That’s the same amount that have felt the emotion empathy.

Leaving forecasters to worry about the future of their gaybourhood. In fact, by the year 2022 it’s questionable if there will be any sex happening at all, apart from when outsiders visit. But even then, the unsuspecting gentlemen are hoovered up like a game of Hungry Hippos.

It’s said that the minute number of tops that reside in the surrounding areas, will have been worn out by the high demand for dick; many of them moving further out to Orange County and San Francisco to allow their genitalia to recover, while gyms will be overrun with muscle marys attempting to rid pent-up sexual frustration.

One prediction includes zombie-like bottoms roaming a West Hollywood wasteland, wide-eyed and pale-skinned searching for a top to suck the life out of. Other, less dramatic interpretations, suggest WeHo will be reduced to dildo parties where bottoms will gather and reminise about the real thing. Some will allow another bottom to penetrate them with sex toys while he throws up into a bucket (and we don’t mean another party-goer), while others will get drunk on mimosas and mourn the loss.

It wouldn’t be uncommon for the bottoms to form a seance, where they sacrifice a drag queen and drink the blood of a twink to summon one. But even the Powers that Be are running low on resources.

“Looking for a top in WeHo is like finding a unicorn in a forest of pricks”, cried one concerned Grindr hoe. A rather apt comparison when every queen in the town thinks they’re a unicorn, but are frequently just your everyday prick.

It’s not all bad news though, underwear designers such as Andrew Christian and Marco Marco will be richer than Richard Branson, just from their line of jockstraps. Party.

So how do they plan to prevent the epidemic? One psychologist suggested that they’re all so far up their own arse, that they should just fuck themselves – if only it were that simple. One idea that been discussed vigorously is the concept of reinforcements being shipped in, but this will extend the Tupperware Turmoil to an international scale. And while it’s often compared to searching for a needle in a haystack, these haystack holes won’t accept no needle dick either. So if you’re not packing some serious package, you’d be better at home fucking a plastic bag.

Officials are urging versatile men to enter the city – with caution – and lead the way in influencing a balance via versaility sex classes.

#WeHoeWithWeHo

It’s kind of part of the process of going on ANTM that you world sees you anatomy too. Just ask Dustin McNeer or Don Benjamin. While we’re waiting for Nyle DiMarco‘s, here’s Bryant Wood’s who featured in the 22nd cycle.

And it wouldn’t be the first time a celebrity has whipped their kit of for Michael Stokes photography – man must have some kind of knack for making their clothes evaporate. That’s skills.

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It hasn’t been the best week for YouTuber Calum McSwiggan. Firstly it seemed he was the victim of a homophobic attack, which was then quickly followed by accusations that he lied about it. Confirmation of what actually went down is still to come to light. And while we wonder if this interim if he was actually beat, someone’s leaked footage of him beating (off) two of his mates.

Eeek… Who knew those kinky webcam chats would come back to haunt us one day?

You can view the full 51 mins of webcam willy fun HERE.

Former fashion model (Calvin Klein, obvs) Mehcad Brooks went on to become one of Hollywood’s most promising stars, you’ll probably recognise him from Desperate Housewives, True Blood and Supergirl. And as these snaps show, he wasn’t only blessed with acting ability, but also some pretty damn fine DNA. Yes gawd.

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Geordie lad Rogan O’Connor is certainly not shy when it comes to showing off his body, and while we may have seen it ALL before in those saucy webcam snaps, that doesn’t mean we’re done looking. The reality star ditched the clothes for his 2017 calendar shoot, where he flaunted his peachy butt.

**DISCLAIMER: This post contains dark humor, and venomous banter. If you’re an uptight bitch, click the cross in the corner of the screen. 

In the name of the fillers, the botox, and the holy hot messes; please pray for the delusional souls of desperate wannabes; brutally destroying their looks on the feeble quest to be anything other ordinary. Don’t get me wrong, being ordinary is an absolute travesty, but I’m not going get face-fucked by botch surgeons just to make it onto the Daily Star. Y’all looked DEAD before, and y’all still look DEAD after rinsing your bank account on silicon. You’re supposed to look done up, not dug up; rest in pieces, girl. 

The Desperate Wannabes are like a deranged religious cult. Their Gods are Heidi Montag, Kendra Wilkinson, and any other try-hard with their own show on E! The higher priests are glorified foul-mouths like Frenchy Morgan and Farrah Abraham, while the congregation is made up of pedestrians with “public figure” Facebook pages and Josie Cunningham (even milk curdles when it looks at that one). 

Although every one of these disciples is a total Judas, that’ll sell you out for a few column inches. Why don’t y’all take a leaf out the Bible and get on the fucking cross? You are basically dying to be famous after all. Don’t kill yourself for a bit of publicity hun, not when so much of the general public are willing to lend a hand. I’m fairly certain if the Desperate Wannabes existed in biblical times, there’d be a verse in there somewhere that ended with them all being publicly stoned.

Of course there’s nothing wrong with ambition; and it’s healthy to strive for success. But not when it comes without hard work, talent, skill, relevance or a face that doesn’t resemble a Picasso painting. Telling doctors they wanna look like Katie Price, and coming out like Katie Half-Price. 

Whitney once sang, “I believe the children are the future.” Fuck me sideways and call me Pamela. If that’s the case, ‘the future is not-so bright, and extremely orange’. But what can we expect with walking Wotsit Ryan Rutledge on our screens, promoting tanning injections – which he thinks the NHS should pay. Tell you what we will pay for, you cheeky twat, a syringe full of malaria. Although I’m sure he’d die of delusion before any other disease; she needs more than a prayer… she needs to get on the cross. The future also looks like a Baboon’s prolapse with desperate teenage whores sucking off a Dyson to get lips like Kylie Jenner. Smh, when I was 16 we performed oral on Henry – but he wasn’t a hoover. 

They say fame comes at a price, which you paid heavily to look like a sex doll that nobody wants to have sex with.

I won’t even divulge into the hopeless Kardashian kulture we live and breathe everyday, because although they’re everywhere; they’re funny. They seem nice. And they’re also pretty to look at. So believe it or not, there is actually a basement floor to this hideous house of horror. And they all have about as much social awareness as the Fritzl children that spent 30 years in one. 

We have the rise of reality TV to thank for that one. Again, the difference being that the main ‘characters’ tend to be mildly-entertaining. Unless they’re auditioning for Ex on the Beach or Love Island, which only requires an above-average physique, a below-average IQ and to nail they’re dignity to the cross in front of thousands of viewers. If only they’d just crucify each other. What director told these cunts to emerge from the sea, when they should be shoulder-deep in it getting baptized? Filthy bastards.  

Isn’t anybody else bored of witnessing young adults set fire to their decorum just for a few Twitter followers? I’ve got Porn Hub, I don’t need to see you tranny messes getting wocked out on prime time TV. So spare a prayer for the Desperate Wannabes, shredding dignity with every step in a bid for a fame that’s as hollow as their self-respect.

(I mean for fuck sake Laura, you’re gonna skin his knob alive with your nashers out like that).

Two words: Big Brother. The revolutionary social experiment that is now nothing more than a platform for beg-fame fucktards to compete for the title of least hated Z-lister with less appeal than leprosy. Hello… Without star quality, your career is already dead, buried, cremated and scattered. Rest in pieces, eediat gal. 

But at least they know they’re aware of their quest to be a leftover slice of irrelevance. The best ones are the ones who believe they have the right to be recognised. You actually think you could win the X Factor? And then unveil an audition so cringe-worthy I’m ’bout to nail myself to the cross just so I don’t have to watch anymore. That’s when delusion is so severe, you’re surprised it hasn’t crippled them like osteoporosis. Who are your family? Where are friends? Anybody that will tell you the brutal truth… lactose intolerance can sing better. 

British soaps don’t do us any favours either; producing a series of bimbos queueing up to be the next bombshell… Bombsite, more like. Helen Flanagan and Jorgie Porter (soz) are better known for getting their lils out for Zoo magazine than any acting credit. FYI lasses, double Ds doesn’t stand for desperate dimwits. Though Stephanie Davis is by far the most irrelevant person that constantly airs her dirty laundry – and I’m not even talking about her knickers.

Then there’s the flogs of slags in tiny dresses, mobbing out the clubs of Mayfair in the vain hope they’ll bag a football player or reality star. When the best they’ll get is a story to sell to a tabloid, ‘cause men don’t wifey girls with baggy gashes. 

And the drivel of desperation has seeped into the brain cells of the average pedestrian too. Name-dropping all over their Facebook: ‘Just a casual day at work styling Geri Halliwell’. Firstly, if you’re gonna name-drop, make it worthwhile. Secondly, you are not her friend, you were Ginger Spice’s bitch. Think about that while you relax on the cross. 

It’s hard to put your finger on exactly what it is about the Desperate Wannabes that gives off that unholy vibe (not that you’d want to touch them without a pair of marigolds on), but you just know they’d be getting exorcised back in the day.

Are you that desperate for people to know you’re name, that you’re willing to drag it through the mud? That’s why your aura is brown, babe. You’re vexing yourself out for something so shallow, when if you invested half as much energy into personal growth, you’d easily reach a satisfactory level of success, without morphing into a mind-numbing mingbat.  

So please spare a prayer, for poor withered souls of these mercilessly unhappy humans. They may give it all the front, but there’s nothing more exhausting than chasing your 15 minutes of fame, especially when all it’s trying to do is run away from you. Aren’t you tired yet, hun? Have a nap… On the cross. 

Harry Judd was always our favourite member of McFly – mainly because of those sexy pics he did for Attitude. But there’s an image circulating which claims to show him again in his birthday suit, but this time in full glory. And though he’s never been shy of showing off his body, we’ve never seen this much of him…

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THIS is the meme regarding Pride that’s had conflicting opinions from the gay community. The image compares two very different looking Pride parades; the first from back in the day when they are marching to combat “oppression”, while the one below was taken much more recently, and shows two guys celebrating by dancing (possibly on a float).

“This is Gay Pride” states the top photo, and “this is bullshit” states the one below. Quite a harsh statement, and it’s obviously something people are never going to agree on. But obviously we thought we’d put our two cents in, and we wanna hear your thoughts on it too.

Plenty are agreeing that the second photo is depicting an inappropriate style of dance – nothing to do with the fact that it’s two men, and that it would be just as inappropriate if it were a man and woman. While the other side argues that people should be allowed to celebrate however they wish, and that we don’t see anything less provocative in modern music videos.

What some people don’t realise is that Pride has changed – we have evolved and grown – and we have more rights now than we used to. In developed countries, many of the younger generation have no grasp on how important Pride marches were. And because there is less to fight for, the event itself has become less serious. I’m not saying that everybody should watch or march in the parade, because unless you’re on a float I personally think it’s boring as fuck. You can be gay without marching, the same way you can be Christian and not go to church. So two events, 30 years apart, are never going to look the same. And in the bigger scheme of things, that’s actually a good thing.

With regards to the second photo – the same way you can be gay without marching, you can be gay without simulating penetration in public. That’s not to say that these two guys are in necessarily in the wrong, but personally I think it’s a little too hoochie for daytime public celebrations. Save it for the club. If someone approached me from behind to dance like that, I’d politely decline, offer an awkward half-smile, and step to the side.It doesn’t bother me seeing it, but I wouldn’t do it. But then again, I wouldn’t wear a rainbow flag wrapped myself either (apart from that one time I did that).

The thing with this, is it’s all well and good to claim “sexual freedom” and all that feminist-type bullshit, but don’t then turn around a whinge about gay people being stereotyped. Pride isn’t an event that needs hyper-sexualized, but because we live in a culture that promotes it, what do you expect? I think, wear what you want, it’s Gay Pride, and if you wanna express yourself by wearing a skimpy little outfit without getting harassed on the streets, then do it – I know I did when I was younger.
But the problem I see, is that this has evolved to people wearing jockstraps and the like, on road – which is fine for Folsom Street Fair, but people should be able to distinguish the line of acceptable public decorum. But that’s always a grey area, because people have different ideas of what is acceptable and what isn’t – especially over different generations. This one’s tricky, because at the end of the day, they are only dancing, and if you’re having fun and not hurting anyone then why should people be bothered? I can understand that if there’s children there, parents may want them to understand that being gay is OK, but that you don’t have to portray it in this kind of way.

And it really gets to me when people say “why are there children here?” It’s not a day intended for you to get wasted on cheap vodka, and give some nardy hoe a hand-job in broad daylight. It’s a celebration, you mug.

I’m not here to say who’s right and who’s wrong, we’re never going to celebrate Pride the way we used to because we don’t need it as much as we did back then – though we definitely still do need it. On the flip-side, it’s a shame that some people can’t celebrate without taking it the extra mile. So at the end of the day, it’s a matter of personal taste, and if you’re cool with being tacky af then that’s all on you.

The medium midfielder, who’s to be North Melbourne’s first draft from Queensland in 2016, Corey Wagner proved he’s got game – and not just on the pitch.  According to the North Melbourne Football Club – the cute blonde has “excellent speed and endurance”. We’re gonna have to test that out we’re afraid. Does it make us feel slightly perverted that he was born in 1997? Of course. But what you gon’ do?

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We love sportsmen lack of shyness when it comes to nudity. In fact, it’s our favourite about sports, funnily enough. And boxing is no exception. Ryan Farrag treated viewers to a glimpse of the goods when he kicked off his tighty-whities and hopped on the scales. We’re not sure what he’s like in the ring, but those tight buns are a knockout.

Check out skinhead in the white tee having a right old butchers.

[H/T: Gaily X]

What with all this debate about what is appropriate behaviour for a Pride celebration, some people might argue that those who want to let their hair down, should take a trip to Japan’s penis festival; Kanamara Matsuri. Which as this viral from Uni Lad states, translates to ‘festival of the steel phallus’.

Even the merchandise is cock-shaped, that means candles, candy and even hair scrunchies (dead)… Why hasn’t someone pitched this to Miss. Wintour yet? We’re sure they’d totes catch on. During the festival, giant dicks are carried to a temple… Not sure why. And it all derives from this legend of some chick that had a haunted punani.

Party.

Funds raised get donated to HIV — sounds like an appropriate cause for the festivals theme. We’d suggest Trump take a visit, but he’d end up being worshipped.