fall out boy… fall out
Okay, I’ll admit it. I’m not a huge fan of dicks. I’ve always been more of a butt man. But whatever.
When a celebrity decides to show us his cock, I’ll take a looksy.
So the gossip sites are buzzing with cock shots of Pete Wentz, of the group Fall Out Boy. The first rumor was that they were stolen, but now apparently he intentionally sent them to a friend, who has now leaked them online.
I’ve always thought Pete was gorgeous and I *love* these photos. Why? Because Pete manscapes his cock. How hot is that? Gee, I haven’t been this excited since I saw Robbie Williams masturbating last October.
However…I think the REAL question on everyone’s mind is this —
What the fuck is going on with that bathroom wallpaper? It’s hideous! Wallpaper is evil, there are no exceptions. And that moon pattern is soooo ’80′s. Not in a cool way, but a seriously outdated way. And why is there a Morrissey poster pinned to the wall? Somebody call Martha!
Click here to see the uncensored pics.
real journalism.
I think it’s important to give people praise when they deserve it. That’s why I’m extending a big “thank you” to News Channel 5 in Nashville.
I think it goes without saying that Nashville is a conservative city. Well, that’s what people claim. But I don’t always fall for it. At its best, Music City is a very diverse, very open minded city. You simply can’t stop diversity from thriving.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago, News Channel 5 ran a segment about Vanderbilt hospital’s new HIV/AIDS campaign. Vanderbilt is working hard to test new medicines for the disease. And they want everyone to help out.
Vanderbilt is launching a powerful print ad campaign, targeted at recruiting volunteers. The ad campaign covers all races, age groups, genders, and sexual orientations. News Channel 5 covered the story with a great deal of depth and professionalism.
I was so impressed because they never made it seem like a “gay disease”. The reporters made it very clear that HIV/AIDS touches everyone in the community. They were not judgemental or opinionated. They just sent a clear and strong message that we must all come together to help.
There was one ad that shows a gay couple. I noticed the camera gave equal attention all ads, including that one. I’m assuming this ad will be seen all over the city.
After the segment, there was that moment of transition to the next story. I expected the news team to be uptight and uncomfortable. But they seemed very touched. They even made a comment on how important the issue is and what a good story it was. Wow.
To me, this is the news that matters. I don’t care about the Oscars, I don’t care if Britney is pregnant again. I care about making a difference in people’s lives. Hopefully this segment opened people’s eyes. Because if we can’t help each other, what is the purpose of being here?
Kudos to you, News Channel 5 and Vanderbilt.
hey, look at my ass!
Okay, okay… now I need some honest answers here, people.
One of my lady friends, who will remain anonymous, claims she’s never used a mirror to check out her ‘gina and asshole.
Bullshit!
If I had a ‘gina, I know I’d be looking at it in the mirror. And of course I’ve checked out my asshole. Surely everyone has. How else will you know what it looks like?
Whatever. Everybody has put a mirror down there. Am I wrong?
anal bleaching
Is it real or simply an urban legend?
Apparently anal bleaching is a hot trend growing in popularity. The concept is simple – lighten the color around your asshole so that is doesn’t look like…well…an asshole.
So I’ve done my research, and there is actually very little documentation about it. Apparently it’s very top secret. Most sites consider it a joke or a myth.
The first mainstream discussion of anal bleaching was in April 2000, when gossip columnist Ted Casablanca reported that Lara Flynn Boyle was having her anus bleached. (That damn Lara, she’s always stirring up trouble.)
So is it real or not?
Apparently it is, and it doesn’t involve bleach at all. The chemicals involved in anal bleaching are simply skin lighteners, similar to what people use to even out dark spots on their face or body.
Who would bleach their asshole? I think assholes look just fine the way they are. Is there no end to the cosmetic craziness people will go through?
I guarantee this trend all started with some silly housewife in Beverly Hills. I can just see her and her friends running out to get their assholes bleached, along with their botox and lip injections.
Bleh.
Sticky Cum All-Stars, Part 2: The Real Answer
Last week, I published a podcast called “Sticky Cum All-Stars“. The underlying theme of the episode was semen. I asked all 3 of my guests this question:
“Why does cum turn into sticky tac when exposed to water?”
Everybody knows exactly what I’m talking about. You know you’ve all been jackin’ it in the shower, finished your business, only to be horrified by a glue-like aftermath that gets stuck in your leg hair. Ouch!
After hearing the podcast, Michael from Sex Talk Straight & Gay found the answer on Jackinworld.com, and e-mailed it to me.
So…are you ready for the big announcement?
In order to improve the chance of fertilization in females, a man’s semen becomes sticky when wet so that it has a better chance of impregnating her. By solidifying, portions of the semen will remain inside the woman instead of immediately dripping out.
Wow. Were you ready for that information?
AND…GET THIS! Dan, the cock-whore that he is, actually guessed the answer on the show! So kudos to you, Dan! You’re a true cum-junkie, and you know your business well.
good ol’ family values
Geez, it’s a good thing same-sex couples can’t get married. We might destroy the “sanctity of marriage”.
In other news, this heteros are celebrating their marriage in a coffin…
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Thailand’s Scorpion Queen and Centipede King are set to marry on Valentine’s Day in a haunted house near Bangkok and then consummate their vows on their wedding night in a coffin.
The Scorpion Queen, whose real name is Kanchana Ketkaew, 36, will marry the Centipede King, Bunthawee Siengwong, 29. Ketkaew set a 2002 world record for spending 32 days in a glass cage with 3,400 scorpions. Siengwong set a Thai record for spending 28 day with 1,000 centipedes. Hence, their nicknames.
They met at a snake farm while performing their stunts. Wedding attire will feature bloodstained clothing. The traditional Thai ceremony will include elders blessing the couple with holy water, reports AP.
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scotty exposed.
For those of you who have been coming here more than 5 days, you will recall that I had a photo of my legs with my pants down. That photo had been running since last summer. I took it down with my new design.
Well…guess what I saw when I went to Scotty’s blog today? Yep.
If anyone else feels like rising to the challenge…bring it on. I want to see 
Making sex better for you
You might recall that last month, I was joking about the AdamMale catalog. It looks like they saw my post and took some notes!
I received a new catalog in the mail and they took a NEW photo for the double-headed dildo. For years, they were using an awful photo of a woman with long fingernails holding the dildo. Who wants that?
So after seeing my post, they shot a new photo with nice hairy man hands. And it looks like he just got a manicure. Cute.
BUT – I do have one complaint. Where is my shipment of free porn, AdamMale? Huh? Since I influenced you enough to change your catalog, don’t you think I deserve a gift certificate?
My e-mail is secrets [at] nathanexposed.com. Don’t keep a boy waiting.
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Last Post of 2005: Christmas in Review
12/18/05 – Dance with Me
Rodney’s hotel had a lavish Christmas party in the ballroom. There were aisles and aisles of good food, good sweets, and good liquor. I loved it!
The DJ put on a sultry song in Spanish, and all the Latin people went on the dance floor. I don’t know what it was, but they seemed to know the steps. I was sitting at the table and this attractive Latin woman walked over and asked me to dance. I was stunned, but flattered.
We went on the dancefloor. She grabbed both my hands and started grinding up on me. I backed away. We danced, but I didn’t know the steps. I couldn’t keep up. I started sweating and my hands got wet. She kept trying to get close, and I kept pushing her away. Between my bad Latin dancing and my sweaty hands, she became irritated and let go. Whew, finally.
I thought it was over, and then her Latin friend asked me to dance. What is with these Latin seductresses? And where the hell is Rodney? 
12/23/05 – A Gay Ol’ Christmas
We had dinner with Rodney’s side of the family, which includes his gay nephew and his partner. The nephews cooked a feast that would make Martha proud! Everything was homemade, including the candy, dipping sauce, alfredo and marinara sauce. Yum.
After we ate, I somehow started telling everyone about baby Jesus butt plugs. That proceeded into a conversation about dildoes and butt plugs. Oh it was a riot! I had everyone in tears. One of Rodney’s sisters didn’t know the difference, so I grabbed 2 candles (a tall taper and a short Santa Claus) and explained to her
It is so great being around that side of the family because they are so open minded! I am usually an introvert, but that night I was the center of attention. I had the whole house laughing, and it felt great.
12/24/05 – Worst Gift Ever
We had dinner with Rodney’s other family and exchanged gifts. Every year, Rodney’s sister-in-law gives him some stupid gag gift. They are never funny, and they always humiliate Rodney. Everybody just laughs at him. I’m not impressed.
This year, she decided to include me. Rodney found out early, and warned everyone that it would not be wise to play a joke on me. He told them they don’t want to be on Nathan’s shit list. But they ignored the warning.
I opened up the box, and this hideous thong was inside with eyes and a tongue. Yuck. They gave Rodney a matching one so we could wear them together. Whatever. Just wait until next year, bitch.
12/25 – 12/28
I spent these days sick at the hotel, sick in the hospital, then sick at home.
Rodney took good care of me. He sat these flowers on the shelf next to the bed, along with my Christmas cards from him and the kitties and puppy.
This was my view from the bed. The ledge overlooks the living room and the skylights give a great view. And what’s that in the basket? It’s petals from all the roses we’ve given each other over the years. We’ve kept all of them
2006: What’s Coming Up Next
Well, I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful New Year celebration! In the coming weeks, you can expect to hear about AdamMale’s response to this post, lessons in manscaping, podcasting, and more. See you next year!
The Nathan You Never Knew
I’ve shown you my sense of humor, and I’ve shared my personal pains. But I’ve failed to show you my sense of strength.
The problems with my brother and his homophobia have really taken a toll on me in recent months. I’ve dreaded birthdays, holidays, and family gatherings.
Today, I see things in a new light. Rodney and I will be at every single family gathering. We will shine. We will love my brother’s children like no Uncles ever have.
I will break down the walls with kindness. Someday my brother and his wife will see how wrong they were. They will realize that Rodney IS part of the family and we are not a bad influence on their children.
When I was a hero:
You know, a few years ago, I was a tutor for a college student who was going downhill fast. I spent every Saturday with her, gradually building up her education and self confidence. She successfully graduated and she is now a trainer in the public school system. She works with mentally handicapped teenagers to train them for the work force. She helps them find stable, non-discriminating jobs. She also builds their confidence and inspires them in their lives.
I spoke with her last week, and she told me that everything she does is because of me. She tells me that I am her hero. She never gives up on these students, because I never gave up on her. This inspired me.
Find myself again:
I have to reach deep down inside and find the hero who used to inspire others. Maybe I am more powerful than I realized. And we cannot let my brother’s discrimination keep us from loving his children.
In the end, nobody can ever take me down. And this is the Nathan you never knew.
