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Archive for November, 2006

The British Are Coming!!

Sunday, November 26th, 2006

Although disappointed that I have yet to see the new James Bond flick, Casino Royale—something that will hopefully change this week—I’ve managed to find plenty of other manly, hot and hung Brits (other than 007 stud Daniel Craig) to fantasize about courtesy of my new favorite site, Men at Play.

Men at Play is a brilliant site out of London which has its focus on suit sex: unbelievably attractive gents in business suits—and the occasional tuxedo—either pumping themselves to a delicious climax or sucking and fucking with one of their equally well-dressed, well-hung associates.

I’ve always enjoyed seeing an attractive man in a nice suit but had no idea just how much I enjoyed that particular look until I visited (again and again and again, I might add) the amazing Men at Play site. The models (currently there are 75 including recent recruit and porn legend Kevin Miles—yum!) smolder both in and out of their suits but watching them go from a state of well-dressed to one of un-dressed will leave you dizzy with desire….and your dick throbbing for more, more, more.

Normally, with any given site I have one or two favorite men but honest to god on this site I was hard-pressed to come up with the name of ANY of the models whom I wouldn’t gladly bend over for…repeatedly.

My review of Men at Play will be coming soon to Sir Randy; meanwhile, if you’re looking to treat yourself at this soon-to-be festive time of the year, then look no further than these corporate cocks. And while Santa may come but once a year, Men at Play will see to it that you don’t.

Cheers,
S.R.

Sex and the Survey

Monday, November 20th, 2006

For me the next best thing to having sex–or watching others having it on-line–is talking (and writing) about it. Comparing stories and sharing experiences can not only be entertaining and arousing but educational, too.

NOW magazine, the 25 year old Toronto-based (and Canada’s largest) alternative newsweekly recently unveiled its (5th, I believe) annual Love & Sex Survey on-line. Consisting of 50 questions about all things love and sex, according to the website the survey is “completely confidential, anonymous, and it’s fun.”

It’s true; I just finished filling it out. There’s a wide range of questions, from things like “What would be an appropriate porn star name for you?” (#43) to “Has anyone ever walked in on you while you were masturbating?”(#7) and “Have you ever had sex with someone a friend or partner has already been with?”(#28).

Questions are a welcome mix of multiple choice and open-ended ones but what makes this survey really user-friendly is that with the multiple choice questions, in addition to (or instead of) selecting one of the options there’s an “Anything to add?” feature. Sweet. So feel free to include your own comments for each and every question–once you’ve answered honestly, of course.

The survey is available to fill out from now until January 11, at which point all of the data is analyzed by NOW’s resident sexperts and the results revealed in NOW’s wildly popular Love & Sex Guide issue (which I believe hits the streets and is available on-line February 8, 2007).

So do it. And then do it.

Cheers,

S.R.

p.s. – Have anything you’d like to ‘get off’ your chest? E-mail me at SirRandy@SirRandy.com. I promise to send you a quick “e” back!

Botched Borat

Saturday, November 11th, 2006

Besides the friend with whom I saw the film this week, am I the only person on the planet who thinks that Borat is awful?

I admit that I am not a fan of most of Sacha Baron Cohen’s creations—what can I say, as a bottom I’m not fond of assholes–but will also admit that I did laugh my ass off earlier this year at his scene-stealing performance in the Will Ferrell vehicle, Talledega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. Like it or not, he has a certain outrageous quality that is clearly (and sadly) well-suited to these times. I get it, and applaud him on his achievements. And I get that Borat is supposed to be a “satire”, too. I’m not an idiot.

Borat is one of those films that I don’t think I would have ever sought out had it not garnered such universal critical praise and impressive word of mouth almost immediately. Opening in North America this past weekend in only 837 theatres, it took in an awesome $26.5 million (or a staggering $31,607 average per theatre), more than absorbing its $18 million budget; overseas, it’s made around $21 million to date.

Hmm, the fact that BOTH critics and audiences were embracing this wacky Kazastani–how often does that happen?–had me thinking that I should probably see Borat before the hype got too out of control.

Unfortunately, the opportunity to do just that arrived earlier this week. A gal pal of mine was visiting from Calgary. After a fine and fun afternoon of lunch and shopping, we decided to see a film. Borat wasn’t our first choice but its next screening was in 20 minutes. As we were deciding whether or not to take a chance on the film, a respectable looking woman who appeared to be hovering around 30 or so shared with her friend that she had already seen Borat and described it as “pretty enjoyable”. My friend and I exchanged a look that said, “What the hell. Let’s see Borat.”

The first half an hour or so, I found myself chuckling from time to time, more out of shock than actual amusement. By the hour mark, I was gasping more than laughing while frequently looking at my watch and praying for the movie to end. (Except for once, no matter how bad the film, I will never leave the theater until the final credits are rolling.) It felt like I was being held captive in the theater while a gunman took shots at everyone, and knowing that it was just a matter of time before I was looking down the barrel of that gun myself. Not funny.

Borat is a dangerous flick and after seeing it, its phenomenal popularity is beginning to worry me. It’s certainly not because I feel sympathy or compassion for the anti-Semitic, homophobic, misogynist, war-loving, bible belters that Borat proudly and rightfully exposes, but because I can see some of these types of people actually feeling flattered by how they’re portrayed on-screen and seeing no reason to change despite being the butt of the joke; not realizing that people aren’t laughing with them but at them. Isn’t that funny?

Cheers,
S.R.

Gay’s Anatomy…And Doogie, Too!

Monday, November 6th, 2006

Although I may not always be surprised when I hear about it, the coming out of an actor never fails to delight me; not in a “oh, isn’t that scandalous?” kind of way but in a “good on you” kind of way. And in the last little while, coming out in Hollywood seems to be all the rage—yet again–which is fine by me. The more the merrier, I say.

When I first read about Grey’s Anatomy actor T.R. Knight’s gay announcement it didn’t really register one way or another with me. Being one of maybe only three people who don’t watch GA—and despite his sweet puppy dog eyes and not looking too bad in his scrubs–I wasn’t really familiar with the man. So learning that he was gay was not unlike being at a party where a stranger makes the same kind of declaration. Wow…that took real courage…he should be proud of himself…hey, my drink needs refreshing.

But this morning when I read about Neil Patrick Harris coming out, my reaction was a bit different. I think my heart actually skipped a beat. It wasn’t that the acclaimed star of CBS’ How I Met Your Mother was someone whose career I followed—hell, I’ve never seen a full episode of his current show or the one that originally brought him into the spotlight, Doogie Howser, M.D.—but my recollection of watching him while he was a guest co-host on Regis and Kelly that made an unexpectedly good impression on me. Aside from his still boyish good looks, I found him to be quite stylish, well-spoken, good-humored and charismatic. And talk about a sexy smile. Whew! Although unfamiliar with most of his work, I was won over by the person he seemed to be. Did I sense that he was gay? No. Was I surprised by the news of his orientation? Not really. Did discovering that he’s a fellow fag make him more attractive now then when I thought he was straight? Absolutely.

I can hardly wait to see who steps out of the closet next. Fingers crossed that it’s…

Cheers!

S.R.

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