Sunday, January 31, 2010


MAL Weekend 2010 in NY

7Pm The Hanger:
Affectionately referred to as the Banger in my circle. 2-4-1 till 9 and as you bang them back the more likely you'll be bangn' some else's back later. i only ended up there because I had some time to kill before I met my "florist" and went home to await a hot boy I've been grooming for a minute. At least that was the plan until I went off course. Way off course. My plan went off course when I did some thing I never do. Talk to guys in bars. From my experience never ends well. I had some time to kill and this guy was attractive, charismatic and seemingly harmless.
Phone rings, it's the florist. I give him my card on my way out.
No sooner than I do what I came to do, I get a text.
"meet me on 7th & Christopher I'm leaving the Hanger"
I get there can call him back.
"Where are you?"
"I'm in front of the waffle truck."
"OK that's across the St., stay there."
I get there don't see him
I call back.
No answer.
I'm starting to get irritated and this is not in the plan. I should be heading to HQ.
FUCK this I'm out.
He grabs my shoulder from behind.
"Sorry I went into the store"
"What the fu..."
"... to get you these."
Flowers. Sweet. i fucking hate flowers. Well as a gift from a guy. That's so hetero & I aint no chick!
"So you coming back to my place?"
I think about the boy.... I rationalize. I was supposed to punish him for a no show no call.

12:45Am The Crack Head:
3 things I don't like to hear from a guy
3. " i have a flat mate"
2. " I have a dog"
1. " I like to smoke crack"
None of these things came up until we arrived at his place. All of witch he hit me with between the first floor of his building, his door and his bedroom. Go figure! Needless to say that was a scene from which I had to make a hasty exit. Still, now I'd lost time and gone well off course. And now I'm gonna have to deal with my beautiful boys bruised emotions. Ain't karma a bitch!

1:10Am FUCK!
I'm in Harlem this is an outdoor station and it's fucking 10 degrees out!
Train's in the station. This is the last stop.
Doors open... Now we just have to wait to head back down town.
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck the MTA

2:45Am The Eagle:
It's MAL weekend, and likely the major players are out of town at least the ones I know. I fuck up and don't make plans which lands me at an bewildered Eagle. I have a look around and find a post by the pool table opposite the toilets.
I'm starting to get heavily cruised by a few guys.
My mind wanders to other shit.
I'm not in the mood
I move to the back end
The music is good and I try to loose myself in it but it's difficult watching the two blk queens obviously turistas, getting down. Still they can dance and are somewhat entertaining despite their contrast to the scene.
This fucking troll is invading my space, it aint like the place is crowded.
I'm not in the mood
He moves closer. I ignore him and continue to watch the only 2 people in the joint enjoying themselves.
He moves in closer still, so that his thigh is touching my knee.
I'm not in the mood.
Here's the thing about trolls, if you ignore them they don't just go away. I make an exit these queens are killing the scene for me anyway. I head back to the pool table and park in the empty corner. Just as a scene gets started.
Overzealous staff, "break it up boys"
Im not in the mood
I head to the roof where I get some cock to snack on for a second before it gets broken up
The bath room same thing. I find myself back in the corner getting blown by that same fucker who was invading my space. Turns out he's got a nice cock too.
I put it in my mouth.
"Break it up boys"
I"m not in the mood.
It's late let me take this somewhere I can get comfortable.

3:45Am Paddles:
Even more morosely sparse than the Eagle. i park my shit and make my way into the maze. I find a narrow hall and loose my self in the group or guys. I'm not exactly feelin' it but the scene is hot and my leather gloves feel great on my cock.
Idiot grabs for my cock
I'm not in the mood
I continue to stroke my cock and pushing his away
I"m not in the mood
He continues grabbing for my cock attempting to wrestle it from my hand.
"Dude I'm not interested"

Idiot grabs for my cock
I'm not in the mood
I continue to stroke my cock I take his hand and push back to him holding it there.
I"m not in the mood
He continues grabbing for my cock attempting to wrestle it from my hand.
I move to the back section

Same Idiot grabs for my cock
I'm not in the mood
I grab his hand and twist it back holding it there.
I"m not in the mood
Still, he continues grabbing for my cock attempting to wrestle it from my hand.
I'm so not in the freakn' mood
I threaten bodily harm
"... Touch me again and next time I'll break it!"
He actually proceeds to curse me out
The crowd begins to disperse.
I take the advice of voices in the crow and walk away.
I move to another section and begin to work my cock. Enjoying a hot scene stroking my cock and havin' a snog.
Same Idiot grabs for my cock
I'm not in the mood
I grab his hand and twist it back holding it there.
I"m not in the mood
Still, he continues grabbing for my cock attempting to wrestle it from my hand.
God damit I'm not in the fuck-king mood 4 this shit!
I pull away from the guy I'm making out with.
He reaches for my cock again/
I reach for his throat
The crowd begins to disperse.
I take the advice of voices in the crow and walk away.
I need a spliff but, i'll settle for a cigarette.

5am Pick Pocket Madness
I venture round the back then head upstairs

Silhouettes of groups of guys getting it on in the shadows work tirelessly upon one another without notice. i walk into the darkness. My eyes begin to adjust and specters begin to solidify. A black guy, not really my type sits on a bench in front of me reaching into the entangled bodies. I walk around the bench. A member withdraws revealing the fronts of the two guys in front of me. I move in and fall to my knees. It appears the greedy fucker in front of me was munchn on 3 cocks! Dude who pulled out and these two fine studs. Don't know if they were a couple He had a nice cock on him too! I swallowed his cock before I rose to assist with the two studs. Don't know if they were a couple but they were obviously together at least for the night. Both of them were just my type ,HOT! Hot bodies and cocks! One just under 9' uncut and thick, the other about 7 also thick with a huge head. I start with the cock closest to me. I'm gorging on these gorgeous cocks of these gorgeous men when I notice a hand reaching around. I track the movement with one eye. I move to another cock to get a better view of what's happening. Then hand seems to be going no where of particular interest in regard to sex. The hand moves down the leg guy next to me, through his legs, over his jeans. Front left pocket, front right, between the legs back pocket.
"you gotta be fucking kidding me"
I back up. The hand moves to then next set of jeans. I check my pockets standing up. Nothing to loose or even get to easily i learned my lesson in London. Fucking Asshole! I make my way out of the cluster and head to the stairwell. Halfway down was a security staff.
"There's an asshole picking pockets upstairs."
I walk the guy right up to him.
He escorts him out.
Minutes later, two more security guards arrive and fish another black dude out.
Isn't looking like a good night for the Brotha's this evening. Fucking assholes! Fucking it up for everybody. Gr8 now I get to get the fucking awkward eye.
7:30Am The booths
I should have gone home.
Is this what my nights been reduced to?
I'm just about ready to walk out when I meet this kid.
Hawaiian, lives in Qns. offers me a ride home, maybe more. We just need to go back into the booths to find his buddy."
"wait right here"
This fat unattractive slob enters. He reminds me of a serial killer complete with 1970's glasses and comb over. He stops in front of me. i can see his cock pressing against his pants. I reach over and grab his cock. His elation is written all over his face. Nice cock on him. I move to a booth, take my dick out and start stroking. He shows at the door. I know he fucking needs it more than I want it.
The sun is up, I'm tired, I wanna get off. I need to get some sleep before this casting today. I don't know where this Hawaiian kid is or if he's coming back.
Fuck it!
I pull the fat fucker into the booth.
" I wanna be your slave.", he whimpers.
You have no fucking idea. I think.
"get on knees and shut the fuck up", I bark.
" i'll do any thing you.... mmmmff"
I shove my cock in his mouth.
His greedy throat accepts the gift with fervor . Although my sore cock and his halitosis prevented me from enjoying it much, he sucked my cock just how it should be. I let the flood gates open he drains every drop and asks if i want tim to swallow. I tell him he doesn't deserve it.
"Spit it out, if you want it you can lick it off the (booth) floor"
Another thing about trolls, they suck a mean cock!
The Hawaiian is gone! Damn I could have let that fucker suck on my cock a while longer.
I feel dirty and not the good kind of dirty.

8:30Am Starbucks
i sit down and take in the morning sun as I begin to write this I'm killing time for the Pharmacy to open. I have a prescription I have to fill.
Stick to the fucking plan!
All that work and all I got was a pissed off boy a rash and a possible emergency date with penicillin & a long needle. I think I'll stay in quarantine the rest of the weekend.
My Phone rings...
My blog program closes and deletes this entire text.
It's the crackhead.
I'm so no in the fucking mood.

Friday, January 22, 2010


The Naked Truth

Brief Encounters:
So I'm at a booth shop and I run into an associate of mine. Another photographer I met a 5 years back while working on Fire Island at a clothing optional hotel. We spend the next few minutes catching up on the last 16 months. He informs me that he has to go shortly but we should keep in touch this time. I agree. We've never hooked up. Although the chemistry was there and dude is hot, circumstances never allowed. it seemed like circumstances were to have their way again tonight.
"Where you rushing off to anyway"
" I've gotta go home change etc. before I go to the (Gay & lesbian et al ) Center"
Immediately my mind drifted to AA, NA, CMA et al. none of which I've had the need to visit.
" Actually you should come you'd probably like it."
OK Now I'm confused and curious.
" What kind...?"
"It's a mens nudist group."
My mind drifted to a room full of old pervs . Hmmm sounds hot.
" ..no stroking, sexual contact etc."
"What if you get a woodie?"
"just focus on the conversation or the guy next to you."
"What if he's got a woodie?", I joked.
"OK.""So how long have you been going to this Men's group?"
" I've never been," he continued, "but a friend invited me and I thought I"d check it out."
Nudity outside the context of sex and it sounded legit. Even if it wasn't since when could I resist a room full of dirty old Perverts. He gave me the details, we agreed to meet there at 6:15, said our goodbyes and departed. 6pm was in less than an hour and a half. I made my way toward the Center.

Room 220 was open and empty. I found a spot and plugged in my retched iphone to charge. It was about 5:30 and still an half hour to go when the first of the nudists arrived. He was short, round not too dumpy and had a butter face that wasn't exactly cute. But his awkwardness was. I imagined him naked, his roundness free of the tight jeans and T he'd stuffed himself into like a sausage. I let my mind stop undressing him before I got to his cock.
He pulls up a chair and sits close to me.
"You here for the group?" he asked.
"And which one might that be?"
"The men's group..."
"at 6pm"', I cut him off. Rude yes but, I was having fun. I wondered if he wanted me.
"I'm meeting a friend, never been but, he invited me to check it out, is it your first time?"
"It's my second time"
"So you're not a virgin then, fill me in what's it all about?"
"just some guys hangn' out enjoying the male form."
I had to piss and I remembered the six cock rings on my dick stretching my foreskin.
"Listen I just gotta run to the toilet would you mind watching my stuff "
On my way to the toilet I peep this Papi chulo sitting with is drag/ tranny friend. He's checking me out. On my way back, same deal. I smile to my self giving it no more thought. I return to find butter boy in the same place I first found him and my Iphone safely charging. Before we can strike up our conversation. The door opens. It's the Papi Chulo and the Tranny.
I think " oh this is gonna be fun" Never one to turn down a bit of mischief I couldn't wait to see how this played out.
Is there a meeting in here?
i look to Butter boy
"Um... what meeting are you looking for ?"
"NO, not here"
"Oh... well What kind of meeting"
I look back to Butter boy.
"It's a MEN'S meeting "
Exit Tranny: 'Oh"
What kind of men's meeting he looks to me
I'm really just meeting a friend. I've never been.
"Well is it in the News Letter?"
He Pulls out a Center Calender of events.At this point I'm well ready to explode.
"What's it called again?", he asks.
"I'm not sure it's listed, I don't even know what it's called." I look to Butter boy...
Butter boy : "uhhh..."
This scenario goes on for many more minutes.
He begs a question.
I turn to Butter boy.
Butter boy : "uhhh..."
Long story short, to my surprise and a bit to my dismay, he decided to stay. Still he was funny and I was happy to have a partner in crime on this one.

There is Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself:
The room began to fill to what eventually amounted to about 40 guys ages 30 - 65 mostly caucasian. As 6pm approached the room bustled with guys finding spaces to sit disrobe camp out and hold court. Others set up tables with wine pop snacks etc, some were on chairs and ladders putting up curtains in the large windows. First coats then shoes were shedded, then shoes and so on. it was show time and the curtains were not even up yet.

"I need a splff"
My new friend and I make an discrete exit.
I returned in a "lighter" mood to find my Buddy had arrived and the crowd thickening up.
Most every one was in some phase or state of undress.
"OK I'm ready.... but first, I'm gonna get some wine"
After that I did disrobe. The room was warm just like i like it. I was schwizn but it wasn't the heat.
" It;s called NERVES!" poked Chulo.
"What do you mean I love to be naked. I chill in my house naked all the time!"
"Yeah, that's why you sweatin"

i pointed out that we've both been to the gym bath houses etc He pointed out that we were likely to be the hottest guys there certainly among the youngest. WTF? I can be on my knees @ a sex club get fucked with the door open at the booths but I'm embarrassed to take my clothes off an be naked with some guys who may even turn out to be interesting. They certainly had some nice cocks. We agreed it was all in our heads.The fear was completely psychological. I wasn't a chicken and these weren't chicken hawks. As the time went by, people mingled my Buddy stopped by our corner and yaked it up a bit.
Still sweating, i spent the majority of the time having good conversation with Chulo. As I looked around me, every one else seemed to be doing the same thing. Other than our lack of clothing the meeting didn't appear any different from any other social group I've visited or heard about. A little to my dismay not even a little lewd happenings on the low. Of course there were naked hugs and a few bouncing chubbers but no one seemed to notice or care. It was cool. One queen sat with her feet up, legs agape as if I really wanted that particular view of that particular produce. A little annoying with the sucking of the lips and the bobble head motions but, harmless. Cocks, cocks every where can be an arousing thing.

Take me to your Leader:
The Leader was a small guy middle aged and good looking, with he glasses he reminded me of a 1920's archeologist. I thought there was something sexy about him but then I have a talent for finding the sexy in every man. Beyond that he was charming and a little flirtatious. As he talked his knee and thigh pressed up against mine. His cock started to stir and rise away from his balls. Watching his cock rise and fall started to give me a chubber. My own cock began to thicken and snake across my thigh. I didn't want to be judged. This scene made me feel like i was 13 in the locker room at school and all I wanted to do was get out before I sported a boner.
That was my own shit.
Truth was I wanted to stick my tongue down his throat my finger up his ass and his cock in my mouth at the same time! But I didn't want anyone to know it. First time in my adult life i've been in a room full of queer naked men and hoping I don't pop a boner. The Irony, it was O K
Still.... in my head, " focus on the conversation, focus on the conversation, fuck i'd like a piece of that, focus on the conversation damn that one has a hot foreskin focus on the conversation..."
"I'm gonna have to cut this conversation short we only have a few minutes before we wrap it up.."
He excused himself
"OK every one we only have a bout 5 minutes before we have to wrap it up so if there's some one you haven't met or want to meet ... you have about 5 min to get a naked hug!"

The Naked Truth:
I never did pop one I still felt a little awkward being such a sexual creature naked with a bunch of guys in a non sexual context, edging the line between appropriate and inappropriate. Whatever my hang ups were I got over them by the end of the night. As Chulo put it "it's healthy to step outside your comfort zone."As for butter boy I think he took offense he never spoke another word to me the entire function.
In the end he was right.
"Just some guys hangn' out... enjoying the male form"
As I filled out my membership form and paid the $40 fee i was looking forward to the next function and maybe getting to know a few of these blokes.
it was exactly what you would expect it should be and not what you'd expect it would be.
I came here looking for one thing and found something else, something unexpected and even better. "

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Lewd Flix: Pet

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Friday, January 8, 2010


A mens pool party @ Grace Hotel

Dj Josh Sparber

Wet GoGo Men: Johnny Mack + Friends

Pool Side Bar
Drink Specials:
$7 Svedka + $5 Beers after 10pm
Happy Hours 9pm-10pm

Swim Attire Required In Pool
Sauna & Steam Facilities

Grace Hotel
125 West 45th Street NYC
Btwn 6 & 7 Aves
Saturday Jan 9th 9pm -3am
$5 Before 11/ $10 After

Thursday, January 7, 2010

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Sunday, January 3, 2010

Dudes on Display: JD Metro Cub 2009

Dudes On Display : JD Metro Cub 2009
I met this cudley cub on the set of Bear City film this summer. When I asked about the Metro Cub 2009 Sash he was wearing he replied, " I won for best ass shake!"

I thought he was cute as Fuck and had the personality to match so I offered him my card. It wasn't too much later before we scheduled a test at my studio in Qns. He was more than prompt arriving a little over an hour early. I was still shooting another bear, Ed AstoriaCub, (previously featured in Dudes on Display) and we were just getting to the "good" part.

Typically here's how a test works. Basically the Photographer, myself & the talent meet at the studio we look at some work talk more in depth about the project. This gives us an opportunity to discuss what I'm looking for and how far subjects are willing to go. Then we proceed to taking some shots to see how well we are paired. For this reason, I usually don't test pairs or groups until I've at least already tested one of the pair individually and talked with both of them about limits comfort level etc.

JD's vibe was cool & relaxed with just the right amount of energy. He was happy to hang back with my assistant and let me finish up. Ed had some time so I changed up the program a bit, shot some quick solos of JD and then turned my attention to pairing them up. They looked great together, two hot bears with hard creaming cocks!

By now JD's vibe had infected us all an we were hanging with the familiarity of a fraternity. I styled them down making Ed the Top and JD the bottom. Picture this, JD, on his knees, Ed's huge cock bouncing at his lips. He wanted it. He looked at me as if to ask permission. I told him to look into Ed's eyes. The chemistry was off the meter and they fell into a scene that needed little direction. There was no discussion needed.
Since then I've had JD over for Two subsequent shoots & one on location in a bar Tolet!
On our second shoot I paired him with scrawny big dicked bottom, Cary. In this scene JD killed it as a ruthless Dom. He brought the sex slut out of a stiff and starchy kid. Even I was surprised as I watched through the lens. Four fingers disappeared, then Five and greedy hole was raped. Yes I have photos. You can look for them in the coming comic Pet!

This cub is as cool as he is hot and as hot as he is clever and his talents go well beyond shaking his ass!

You can find JD @
Metro Bears Drenched Pool Party Jan. 09, 2010 @ The Grace Hotel 125 West 45th St. NYC between 6 & 7 Aves.
National Bear Contest in San Francisco Feb. 2010

Friday, January 1, 2010


This has been my favorite of the recon site videos. It's been out for a while.