In today's enlightened
times, when explicit images of the kinkiest shit imaginable are instantly accessible
on the Web, it's worth remembering that our sexual liberties are fairly recent,
incomplete, and always in jeopardy.
Back in the early days of photography, shots of male nudes were an "artistic"
endeavour. Though connoisseurs like Baron Von Gloeden were creating classic images
that still look hot today, gay male erotica was surreptitiously handed around, and
utterly inaccessible to most queer guys. If you didn't have access to the gay
grapevine, you basically had to settle for mass-marketed images of strongmen in
"physique magazines."
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Lust will find a way, though, and by mid-century, a number of magazines aimed at
"artists" were displaying images of near-naked guys. The "art" angle often as not
provided a handy cover story - mail order forms for "male physique studies" required
that customers certify they were professional artists or anatomy students.
The magazines and photos often had a conscious artistry (think Tom Bianchi or
Bruce Weber) absent from the hardcore porn of today. When they weren't harking
back to the ancient Greeks, with faux discus throwers and bits of old statuary
and columns, the photos of the time often displayed a variety of queer archetypes:
gladiators, cowboys, sailors, American Indians... you know, the Village People
shtick. Today, some of the stuff - like naked guys wearing sombreros, maracas in
hand - looks a more than a little campy. And the leather-clad biker hadn't reached
the erotic ubiquity he enjoys today. Those were chaste times. When two men touched,
it wasn't overtly sexual, though neoclassical "wrestling" poses took up some of the slack.
And dicks were verboten. The guys wore "posing straps," those flimsy pouches that
revealed even as they concealed. Meanwhile, in the classic beefcake magazines like
Demigods, pornboys were clad in strategically placed towels and gauzy G-strings. Hard-ons,
when they were present at all, were carefully semi-concealed.
Perhaps the primo provider of stroke material back then was Bob Mizer, whose story
has been told in the recent film Beefcake.
He founded the Athletic Model Guild
in the late '40s, intending to provide L.A. casting directors with their choice
of young flesh, and ended up overseeing a softcore empire which mailed material out
across the world. Beyond the magazines he published, you could mail-order "photo sets" from Mizer (and a dozen others
like him). But even he only provided full-frontal nudes to a small circle of loyal
customers.
It wasn't until the liberalizing court decisions of the mid-'60s that porn started
to come out of the closet. It's only in the last year or so that here in the UK,
it's become legal to sell hardcore gay videos which have been on sale across the
in Europe and the US for years. But in short order, explicit nudity and sex has
become the order of the day, and now, queer guys in most towns have no trouble finding
anatomically-detailed buttfucking pics in dirty bookstores in most major cities.
It's worth noting, though, that self-censorship is far from extinct. Certain activities,
like fistfucking, are largely absent from over-the-counter porn And, not too long ago,
a Southern California distributor of Drummer magazine wouldn't carry an issue
that included a drawing of watersports. Hell, even erotic stories, with no visuals involved, are still subject to censorship
if they're to be published by mainstream publishers.
In the Web-based rush to erotic globalization, all this censorship may seem quaintly
beside the point. Why worry about a magazine or two when the push of a button can
bring up endless scenes of just about any fetish you can imagine on your computer screen?
But the freedom to see the unspeakable may have sacrificed a thing or two, as well. If desire rests partly on
that which has yet to be possessed, then those marvellous old images of oiled-up,
pouch-clad gladiators chained to Corinthian columns may be more "erotic" than all
the extreme-close-up clusterfucks that flood our voyeuristic lives.
The DVD of Beefcake(18) is available from
Amazon. The book Beefcake is also
available from
Amazon.
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Simon Sheppard
Now here's your chance to meet the man behind this column. OutUK has an interview with Simon Sheppard or you can take a look at some of his books that are currently available:
Looking for something very sexy and just as smart? Man on Man collects the best and hottest gay sex writing by Simon, who is also
co-editor of Rough Stuff: Tales of Gay Men, Sex, and
Power as well as a collection of gay erotica called
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In KINKORAMA : Dispatches from the Front Lines of Perversion he takes readers behind the unmarked doors and black vinyl curtains that lead to the sometimes shocking, often hilarious, relentlessly arousing scenarios of extreme sex. There
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