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At the beginning of July I decided to shift my focus for the month from reviewing new sites (or sites that were new to me, at least) to re-visiting some previously reviewed ones, and updating my thoughts on those sites accordingly. Based on a couple of hugely satisfying discoveries from doing that (Randy Blue’s powerful bottom, Eric Pryor, and Extra Big Dicks’ aptly named Girth Brooks), I’ve decided to extend my “refresher tour” of 2010 a bit longer, especially now that the Suite 703 sites are on deck. My anticipation from the prospect of exploring this destination again is reminiscent of the excitement I experienced as a child on Christmas Eve.

It was 2008 when I first reviewed the Suite 703 sites. At that time, they consisted of three: Hot Jock Nice Cocks, Men Hard at Work, and My Brother’s Hot Friend. A forth has since been added, the irresistibly titled I’m a Married Man. Suite 703 first introduced me to such heavy hitting talent as Trevor Knight and Barrett Long, two studs that provided me with endless material for personal fantasy. My return to the Suite life promises to include even more sexy gents to fantasize about.

When I was a child, my parents used to allow me and my siblings to open one present the night before Christmas. It was a tradition I thoroughly enjoyed. Similarly, before I completely immerse myself in researching the evolving of the Suite 703 sites, I effortlessly decided just to whet my appetite with a couple of carefully chosen clips.

The first clip I chose features one of my current favorite studs, the aforementioned Girth Brooks, along with sexy Sebastian Keys. Their session with one another is featured on Hot Jocks Nice Cocks and is described by the site as follows:

Girth is wrestling team-captain and holds fast to the “no sex before a fight” credo. When he finds that Sebastian is keeping girlie magazines in his locker so he can stroke one out when the mood strikes, he doesn’t like it. Sebastian thinks he can jerk off any time he wants and still be able to get it up for a match. When the chips are down, and he has to put his money where his mouth is, it’s Girth who puts his money where Sebastian’s mouth is. Always listen to the captain!

Simply put, the action is fucking hot.

The next clip I decided to treat myself to is from I’m a Married Man, and stars John Magnum (a handsome, muscular blond with a thick and juicy cock) and deliciously fit Rod Daily. The site’s description of that scene is as follows:

Rod knows a man has to get off often for good prostate health, and John’s wife is barely putting out. In an attempt to help his friend, he suggests jerking it to a movie. It starts as jacking off for their health but turns into fucking the life out of each other. Everything comes out alright in the end though.

Again, this suck and fuck session left me breathless (not to mention hard as a rock) with anticipation for more, more, more. I especially love the premise of this particular site, and not because I’ve had experience in that particular arena either. It does get my imagination, along with other things, going; that’s for damn sure.

So while I have a couple of sites I’ve never laid eyes on before waiting for me to review, I’m glad that I’ve decided to first continue with getting re-acquainted with some old friends. And who knows, I may even make a few news ones along the way. How Suite it is!

Cheerio!

S.R.
sirrandy@sirrandy.com

I was over at a friend’s place a couple of months ago and in keeping with a welcome tradition, we got around to talking about porn. When my pal asked me whether or not I had heard of Girth Brooks, I thought he was pulling my leg…and not my third one, either. Girth Brooks? What sort of porn name is that? Evidently a very appropriate one, I recently discovered.

Brooks is a relative newcomer as far I can tell and with any luck he’ll stick around for a very long time. My friend first witnessed him in action on Man Avenue but my research indicates that he’s been ambitiously making the rounds this past year, appearing on Straight Guys for Gay Eyes, Jake Cruise, Cocksure Men, Suite 703 and even Bait Bus; all sites I’ve reviewed, I might add, but now with sexy Brooks on the scene I think maybe it’s time for me to refresh those reviews. I had the pleasure of taking him in (if only) in all his glory while reviewing the yummy Extra Big Dicks site.

This stud has more than a huge package working for him; which is always refreshing. He’s tall, dark and handsome, with an athletic build that appears to be more as a result of being active in sports than hitting the gym every day of the week. And he’s got the sort of furry chest that is soooo masculine and for me such a turn-on. A nice deep, manly voice and a killer smile compliment all of Brooks’ other features. Yum!

Although all indications suggest that he’s not gay, at the very least he’s bi, from watching Brooks get his cock sucked by another guy or sinking his hefty manhood into some lucky bottom (me next, me next!), one thing is clear: this dude is entirely comfortable with his sexuality. He gets hard pretty quickly and maintains it gloriously right up to the moment he shoots a thick load of cum. The one thing I did notice is that (a) he doesn’t generally kiss his male partners or (b) give oral. Despite that though, he doesn’t come across as a selfish lover. In fact, what he does come across as is fun-loving, communicative, attentive and enthusiastic, a great combination in and out of bed.

Aside from personal fantasies involving Girth, I couldn’t help but to think what a great partner he would be (and vice versa) for another one of my blog crushes (let’s call them blushes), power bottom Eric Pryor of Randy Blue. If anyone’s ass other than my own can give Girth Brooks’ massive cock the workout it deserves, then it’s the very talented Pryor. What I wouldn’t do to be on that set.

Cheerio!

S.R.

As we soon head into the final full month of summer, I find myself reflecting on what seasonal cinematic offerings have thus far lured me into the theaters these past few months, and whether or not they represent hours of my life I wish I could but never will get back.

I’m actually a little surprised (or am I?) by how infrequently I’ve seen something on the big screen this summer. Maybe it has something to do with having a busy schedule or dedicating a big chunk of my free time to watching the entire Battlestar Galactica series and two seasons of True Blood in the luxury of my home? Or maybe I’ve been a bit more selective when deciding what I’m interested in seeing; patiently waiting for the seemingly endless string of sequels, or re-makes, or films inspired by old television shows, or cartoons, etc…to leave the multiplexes, making room for material that is at the very least fresh, and with any luck entertaining and/or thought provoking. Yes, this seems to be the case for me. How about you?

The summer, and by that I mean Hollywood’s definition of the season (as in beginning in May), started off promisingly enough. First out of the gate was Iron Man 2 (May 7) with audiences ($310 million domestically to date) and critics (73% on Rotten Tomatoes) alike giving the flick a big thumbs up. I, too (2?), enjoyed Iron Man 2 and hoped that it was reflective of the quality, or at least entertainment value, of the balance of blockbusters waiting in the wings.

But it became pretty clear with the release of the VERY disappointing and pointless Sex and the City 2 (read my review) and the not very well received Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time flicks that Iron Man 2 was actually the exception to the rule.

Most films released in June had little to no appeal to me: Twilight Saga: Eclipse, The Karate Kid, The A-Team, Knight & Day, and Jonah Hex to name more than a few. I did see Toy Story 3 (June 18) though and thoroughly enjoyed it. But as was the case with Iron Man 2 the month before, Toy Story 3 represented a water drop of sizzle in a sea of fizzle.

I took most of the last two weeks off from work in order to (a) do some much needed clothes shopping, (b) hang out with friends and (c) check out some potentially worthwhile films. I’m glad that I did. July has been the most rewarding of months in terms of movie-going. Hmmm…maybe the studios are saving the best for last in hopes that memorable films will not be forgotten in the fall when Oscar talk officially begins?

Of course, Inception, was one of the films I saw; in fact it was at an advance screening, thereby protecting me from being impacted by all of the (worthy) hype surrounding the film’s release. As I wrote on my Facebook page at the time: “Can I just say how refreshing it is to see a summer blockbuster that actually encourages you to use your brain? Top 10 of 2010 contender, for sure”. And it’s true. Sure, there’s a time and a place to leave your brain at the door when watching a film but it shouldn’t be ALL of the time, I think you’ll agree.

The other two films I saw, and recommend, are as follows: The Kids Are All Right, with shoe-in Oscar contenders Annette Bening, Julianne Moore and (sexy) Mark Ruffalo; and the very atmospheric well acted Sundance winner, Winter’s Bone, which was actually released in June but I didn’t get the opportunity to see it until July. Don’t be surprised if young actress Jennifer Lawrence gets a Best Actress nod from Oscar.

So it looks like there have been some direct hits and misses with this summer’s movie releases. I wonder what August has in store for audiences? Will the season end with a bang or a whimper?

Cheerio,

S.R.

Although I try to be as versatile as possible when reviewing sites, as an exclusive bottom I tend to take initial notice of the tops in action; not to worry though, in the end (so to speak) my review of a site is as well-rounded as some of the globular buttocks taking a pleasurable pounding from those tops. However, with my recently refreshed review of the still hot Randy Blue site, my focus became unexpectedly consumed by power (and powerful) bottom, Eric Pryor. The man is a legend in the making. Don’t take my word for it, check him out for yourself.

Eric Pryor a fairly new addition to Randy Blue (10/21/2009) but he must be fast becoming one the site’s most popular. He’s attractive, with a sweet, almost boy next door quality to him, beautiful eyes and a nice, masculine, naturally muscular build. His cock is lovely and he clearly knows how to give a great blow-job, but Pryor’s sexual secret weapon is that ass of his. Oh. My. God. The things that dude can do with his ass…to see it is to believe it.

The first video I watched with Pryor featured him and lean, hairy, sexy Jonathan Bartell. They’re in a gym setting waiting for Randy Blue to show up in order to shoot the scene. But Randy Blue is late and the boys get tired of waiting so they…well, you get the picture. The gents make out, and then each treats the other to some hot oral action. And the heat really gets turned up high once Bartell begins to fuck Pryor. They incorporate a wide variety of positions into their session and while Bartell is technically the top, Pryor is the one that takes command to a deliriously satisfying conclusion.

But as hot as that scene is, and trust me it’s HOT, it pales in comparison to two others I watched starring Pryor. One is with him and the smooth-skinned, athletic, yummy Mike West, and in the other flick, Pryor’s partner is none other than one of Randy Blue’s most valuable players, muscular stud Chris Rockway. Both are forces to be reckoned, and smitten with, but once again Eric Pryor dominates both scenes with the unbelievably talented ways of his ass. It’s abundantly clear that in either scene, Pryor’s partner has no idea who he’s dealing with, which only adds to the fun for viewers. Both West and Rockway seem to be in such a dazed but heightened sexual state of shock at just how hard Pryor can get (and keep) them as he works them and their cocks into an enthusiastic frenzy. It’s simply dazzling to witness. And then when it’s over, you find yourself looking forward to watching it all over again to confirm that what you just saw actually happened. It’s truly addictive viewing, but in the best possible way.

Eric Pryor is definitely a talent to keep an eye on. Tops will be lining up for the pleasure of working with him, and bottoms in the industry could learn a thing or two from watching him in action. While he may be relatively new to the scene, Eric Pryor is already at the top of his game. Hell, I’d even abandon my exclusive bottom label for a session with him.

Cheerio!

S.R.
sirrandy@sirrandy.com

It’s hard to believe that we’re already half way through 2010, but less so when I’m reminded of just how busy the first 6 months of the year have been. That expression about time flying clearly has as much to do with work as it does play. And while I’m not looking to re-live my past, re-visting memorable porn sites is another story altogether.

Fresh reviews of sites that were unknown to me until 2010 have proven that there is plenty of stiff (so to speak) competition out there for the tried and true sites. New ones like Blake Mason, Squirtz, Alpha Male Fuckers, Bulldog Pit and Jeremy Roddick provide plenty of reasons for some quality on-line time. But discovering some of the new talent out there has also prompted me to want to explore some of the more established sites and to refresh not only my memory of what they have to offer, but also my review of the sites.

I’ve actually ended up revisiting the sensational suit sexy Men at Play and lovely English Lads on an annual basis just to check up on whether the heat has been maintained. (Well, that and I can NEVER get enough of those two sites, if I’m to be completely honest.) But it came to my attention lately that it has been a while—like almost two years!—since I last paid a visit to two other top notch destinations: Sean Cody and Randy Blue.

The prospect of seeing what’s been going on, and who’s been getting off, at either site has me tingling with anticipation…and just a little hard even thinking about it. From what I can recall (quite vividly actually), both sites are filled with super attractive studs with god-like bodies. Here’s hoping my memory serves me correctly.

Stay tuned for my refreshed reviews of Sean Cody and Randy Blue. And by all means feel free to suggest some new “places” for me to visit. For anyone who knows me, I am always open to suggestion. ( :

Cheerio!

S.R.
sirrandy@sirrandy.com

Despite this stunning age of technology, there’s still only 24 hours in a day and only so many of those hours can be dedicated to entertainment, regardless of what form it may be. I don’t get to see all my movies on the big screen, and the amount of television I find time for is even more limited; which is why I’m grateful that most series (successful or otherwise) eventually end up being available on dvd. I’m currently in a hot and heavy love affair with two series, one that came to the end of its run in 2009, the other about to begin its third season on June 13. Both are riveting. And both are not lacking in the “stud” department either.

When Battlestar Galactica premiered in 2004, I was a bit surprised that the re-imagining of the sort of cheesy sci-fi show I remembered from my childhood was not only serious in nature, but being taken serious by critics and viewers alike. Having just recently started watching it on dvd, I was immediately blown away by the writing, the acting, and just how engrossing each and every episode is. Right now I’ve just finished watching season 3—oh my gods, I can’t believe that 4 of the “final 5” Cylons were revealed all at once—and can not wait to sink my teeth into the final season.

Speaking of which, the other show I’m completely addicted to at the moment is True Blood, the HBO series that details the co-existence of vampires and the locals in a fictional town in Louisiana. The series is created by Oscar winner Alan Ball, who also created another fave (but now deceased) show of mine, Six Feet Under. As season three gets ready to launch soon, I’m approaching the conclusion of the first season, with the second season on deck. Like Battlestar Galactica, True Blood is loaded with gifted actors, including Oscar winner Anna Paquin, and superb writing. You can never be sure of what’s going to happen next, and when it ends up being the final scene of the episode, you’re left wanting more, more, more.

I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that one of the reasons I thoroughly enjoy both shows is the casting of some of the male characters. Talk about fuel for the fantasy fire.

On Battlestar Galactica, my dream lovers have been narrowed down to three. In order of preference, top (if only) honors go to sexy Jamie Bamber, who portrayed Lee “Apollo” Adama. In one especially memorable scene, Jamie is wearing only a bath towel wrapped around his waist, a towel that comes dangerously close (but not close enough) to falling to the ground. I don’t know how many times I played, paused, rewound and repeated that scene. Fuck, what a body. Almost as sexy are Tahmoh Penikett (Karl “Helo” Agathon) and Michael Trucco (Samuel Anders), but when all is said and done, my hard-on belongs to Bamber.

Some of the actors on True Blood also have me under their spell. Aussie born actor Ryan Kwanten has a delicious surfer’s body and I hate to admit it but one of the things I like about the character, other than his almost insatiable sexual appetite, is that he is a bit of a mess; a hot, naked a lot of the time kind of mess, but a mess nonetheless. Stephen Moyer (vampire Bill Compton) and Sam Trammell (bar owner Sam Merlotte) are also not lacking in charisma, and the recent introduction of tall and tasty vampire “sheriff” Eric Northman (played by blond beauty Alexander Skarsgard) has me craving more of him in the remaining episodes of the first season and those which follow in seasons 2 and 3.

So while the “normal” television season may have ended for most shows, there’s still plenty of lively and lusty entertainment to be enjoyed on the small screen this summer… in between checking out hot gay porn sites, that is!

Cheerio!

S.R.

I’m a big fan of Sex and the City. I loved the groundbreaking, now legendary HBO series and saw the first film twice in a theater (something I don’t make a habit of doing very often). Given the enormous success of Carrie and Company’s first cinematic outing ($415 million worldwide box office on a $65 million budget), a sequel was inevitable. And while the initial teaser clip for Sex and the City 2 left me a little underwhelmed, the more extensive and polished trailer renewed my enthusiasm to see the film, which I did at a matinee on Friday. Alas, my hopes for a little afternoon delight ultimately resulted with me feeling more screwed over than satisfied by the experience.

SaTC2 is an embarrassment of riches, and not in a complimentary way. Carrie and Big have downsized from their at least $10 million palatial apartment from the first film to a more modest but equally dripping-in-money one, complete with a sofa that the couple had to wait a year and a half for before its delivery. Sure, Miranda’s still “slumming” it in Brooklyn, and “domestic” goddess Charlotte also remains in her fabulous Manhattan home but it’s pretty evident that none of the characters has been touched by economic crisis. I don’t recall the audience getting a glimpse of where Samantha’s living now that she’s moved back from L.A. but you know that wherever it is, it’s fabulous.

Continuing with the money-is-no-object theme, the audience is treated to the sort of gay wedding that would make most homosexuals cringe; well, at least this one. There’s a full male wedding chorus, swans, and the piece de resistance, Liza Minnelli conducting the ceremony AND performing “Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)”. Talk about a Nightmare on Fag Street.

The film (and money) eventually shifts from NYC to Abu Dhabi, where Samantha has been invited by a sheik to visit in order to create a PR campaign for the hotel he owns. Naturally, her one condition for doing so is that her three best girl friends must accompany her on this all expenses paid “business” trip; something the sheik agrees to…and eventually regrets, right along with the audience.

Bringing attention (if not solutions) to some serious issues are attempted by the film, but it feels as forced as the jokes. Trying to introduce girl power in the girl powerless Middle East is a big one, but when that message is delivered in the form of the fearless foursome singing an excruciating version of Helen Reddy’s “I Am Woman” at a karaoke bar, it’s one that can’t really be taken seriously; even worse it’s not even entertaining.

One other scene that backfires completely is when Charlotte and Miranda discuss the sometimes seemingly impossible-to-overcome challenges of motherhood. The fact that this conversation takes place at the private bar in their luxurious hotel suite is offensive enough, but the fact that the two women acknowledge the existence and severity of their hardships DESPITE having full-time help is a rich bitch slap in the face to mothers everywhere who have to juggle careers and domestic responsibilities without the assistance of nannies; more so for single mothers who are the sole breadwinners of their family. Is the audience supposed to feel sympathy towards either of these women, especially Charlotte, who wouldn’t last an hour without having her nanny there to save the day, every day?

Okay enough ranting about the film’s shortcomings. What SaTC2 does have going for it is the following: fabulous fashion (Sarah Jessica Parker reportedly had 62 wardrobe changes, 48 of which made it into the film) and some hot eye candy to distract straight women and gay men away from the film’s many flaws. Most notable new studs are Noah Mills as Anthony Marantino’s brother and best man, Nicky, and silver-haired Max Ryan, who portrays Danish businessman Rikard Spirit; both eventually appear nude in their roles as two of Samantha’s conquests, and provide the only reason to purchase the dvd, so you can fast forward, play, pause, rewind and repeat to your lustful heart’s content.

In the case of a film like Sex and the City 2, sometimes bad sex isn’t better than no sex at all.

Cheerio!

S.R.

Where as the fall film season’s focus is generally geared towards Oscar consideration, the summer season is all about blockbusters and the box office. And in most instances, wherever there’s a potential blockbuster, you’re likely to find a hot actor starring in it.

Last year’s menu of eye candy was pretty yummy: Hugh Jackman (Wolverine), Chris Pine (Star Trek), Ryan Reynolds (The Proposal), Bradley Cooper (The Hangover), Sam Worthington (Terminator Salvation), Christian Bale and Johnny Depp (Public Enemies). 2010 looks to be an equally satisfying buffet of cinematic beef. Here’s a sneak peak of what you can expect to be coming soon to a theater near you, not to mention your own sexual fantasies:

Sex and the City 2 - Judging from the trailers alone, you can count on SATC2 to provide plenty of hot guys, mostly extras, for gays to salivate over. (Release date: May 27)

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time – Jake Gyllenhaal flexes muscles other than his acting ones. I can’t wait. (Release date: May 28)

Ondine – This Neil Jordan directed film stars Colin Farrell, who always gets my juices flowing. This should be no exception to that rule, I’m hoping. (Release date: June 4)

The A-Team – With a very buff Bradley Cooper, who, if what I can recall from the trailer is accurate, should be shirtless at some point in the film. Patrick Wilson is also featured, and someone I’ve been crushin’ on for a few years now since seeing him in Little Children. (Release date: June 11)

The Twilight Saga: Eclipse – While neither Robert Pattinson nor Taylor Lautner exactly do it for me, blond beauty Kellan Lutz, most recently seen (albeit briefly) in the unnecessary remake of A Nightmare on Elm Street, is another a story altogether. (Release date: June 30)

Inception - Christopher Nolan’s first flick since directing The Dark Knight flick stars the still boyishly handsome Leonardo DiCaprio and equally appealing Joseph Gordon-Levitt. (Release date: July 16)

The Other Guys – While chances are slim that Mark Wahlberg will have as much shirtless screen time in this film as he did in Date Night, even fully clothed he’s still pretty damn studly. (Release date: August 6)

Eat Pray Love – Julia Roberts may be the star, but my eyes will be on male co-stars Javier Bardem, Billy Cruddup and James Franco. (Release date: August 13)

The Expendables – Two words: Jason Statham. Yum. Okay, that was three. (Release date: August 13)

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World – Although not the title character (that’s Michael Cera), Chris Evans is one of the film’s stars, and probably the sexiest of the cast members. He’s also set to star as Captain America in 2011 and will no doubt rock his red, white and blue superhero uniform in that blockbuster in the making. (Release date: August 13)

The weather aside, this summer looks to be a hot one.

Cheerio!

S.R.

Spring is in the air and I wish my legs were, too. Yes, for better or worse (is “worse” even a possibility?), I’ve got sex on my brain; the warmer weather has left me feeling like an insatiable bitch in heat. And while I’m sure there are various factors responsible for my horny state of body and mind, I’m equally certain that two reasons are the following sites: Alpha Male Fuckers, and Bulldog Pit.

Both sites are exploding with muscular, masculine men, and each is home to its fair share of sensational studs and sizzling sex. If you have a weakness for gents who do NOT look like they just graduated from high school last week, then you’ll be as addicted (but in a good way) to these sites as I am.

Alpha Male Fuckers offers a nice balance of familiar faces (such as my current stud-crush Kurt Rogers, Dillon Buck, Jean Franco and Ross Hurston, to name but a few of the 130+ models) as well as some less recognizable but equally welcome ones; dudes like Danny Star and hung heroes Tony Massala and Buck Monroe. And then there’s sexy Logan McCree, his beautifully toned body a gorgeous canvas almost entirely adorned with exquisitely applied tattoos. This guy’s cock is even tattooed and whether he’s pleasuring himself or engaged in some fuck-and-suck action with someone else, it’s a total turn-on. The more I watch of Logan McCree’s work, the more I like him. It would be great to see him get it on with Kurt Rogers, who is so delicious in every video he appears.

Speaking of the mesmerizing Kurt Rogers, one of his best videos can be found on Alpha Males Fuckers’ sibling site, Bulldog Pit. In a somewhat traditional storyline, Kurt (or Curt, according to Bulldog Pit) portrays perhaps the sexiest plumber alive in “Horny Plumber Fucking a Twink”, his clip with lucky, lucky, lucky Nathan Cox. That steamy footage alone is reason to sign up for a membership, as are the number of quality threesome videos you’ll find in the Pit. And for super-size queens, checking out Russian model Mukhtar is a must-see. While his length is impressive enough, it’s the girth of his cock that will have your jaw dropping in awe (and possibly fear). Honestly, it’s THAT big. To quote Madonna’s Breathless Mahoney from Dick Tracy: “My bottom hurts just thinking about it.”

Whether the relationship they have with my hungry and heightened libido is cause or effect, reviewing Alpha Male Fuckers and Bulldog Pit was definitely worth my time. And just as soon as I stop working long enough to stock up on lube and condoms, someone is going to benefit from my research of these sites.

Cheerio!

S.R.

It’s not often in movies (porn or otherwise) that men who wear glasses are considered as sex symbols. But I for one think that some gents look even sexier in their spectacles (now there’s a word I haven’t used in a very long time). In fact, if my reaction to two new movies is any indication, the movement of bespectacled studs is undergoing a bit of resurgence. Like a phoenix rising from the glasses, one might say.

Chris Evans wearing glasses will never be mistaken for a young Woody Allen–he’s just too hot to be anything but sexy–but in the entertaining flick, The Losers, the character he plays (Jensen) wears glasses nonetheless because, well, he’s a tech geek and a bit of a nerd. Funny and charming, alas, he’s socially inept when it comes to the ladies. But he totally rocks in his glasses, especially when he’s in a tight, white t-shirt. (Unfortunately, it was never written into the script for the actor to take his shirt off; which for anyone familiar with Evans’ smoking hot body on display in either of the otherwise dull Fantastic Four flicks, to consciously not include a shirtless scene in The Losers is nothing short of criminal.) But despite the sad omission of seeing his muscular, hairy chest on screen, the character of Jensen is attractive in part due to, and not despite, the fact that he wears glasses. I mean, I’d totally let him keep them on while he was fucking me.

The other film I saw last week that left me lusting after an actor in glasses was the twisted, hilarious, violent and pretty awesome flick, Kick-Ass, featuring relative newcomer, Aaron Johnson. Whereas I was familiar enough with Chris Evans to realize that finding him hot in a pair of glasses wouldn’t be a mind-blowing revelation to me, my almost immediate attraction to Johnson in Kick-Ass was like, well, a kick in the ass. He portrays the title character, who just happens to be a teenager (closer to 20 then 10, thank you very much). While watching the attractive, wavy haired and adorable actor on screen, I couldn’t believe how increasingly hot I was finding him; especially in his nerdy glasses. My movie companion was feeling the same heat, too.

After the flick, we both commented on our new crush. “God, I hope he’s one of those actors who looks younger than his actual age!” I exclaimed to my friend. A quick trip to IMDB and I was relieved, albeit only slightly, to discover that Aaron Johnson is (a legal) 19; and he turns 20 in June! And he’s British!

Interestingly enough though, the young actor is apparently expecting his first child with his 43 year old girlfriend, Sam Taylor Wood, who just so happens to have been Johnson’s director in Nowhere Boy, a flick about John Lennon, which is scheduled for release in North America in October of this year. Hmmm…he likes his lovers, shall we say a “bit” older? That’s half the battle won. Now if only I knew that he enjoyed the company of men as much he does women…

Fantasizing about Chris Evans and Aaron Johnson, both wearing their glasses, has me seeing double…and loving it.

Cheerio,

S.R.