Cable-gram

So I enjoy Celeb Athlete Birthday Suits so much, I joined its brother Yahoo group, Male Celeb Birthday Suits, which focuses on actors and male celebrities, as maked as they've been documented (18+ Yahoo profile required to join).




It's a great way to keep up on male celebs, if you like to know how nekkid they've gotten before a camera. Like many others, I get that special warm feeling inside seeing the human body, particularly if it's someone famous. Who can say why? Fame has an attraction, especially when the famous show their dicks and butts.




One guy who's always had a special place in my groin is Bill Cable, and thanks to this group, I found out that today would be his birthday (born May 2, 1946), if he hadn't died in a motorcycle crash in 1998.

Sad to know that had this stud worn a helmet, he might be alive today.







Of course, you may know him from the famous "Victoriana" photo shoot in a 1974 Playgirl, in which he posed nude with the model-actress who later became Elvira. Cool.

But before that, Bill posed nude in late issues of Physique Pictorial, and in an early issue of Colt magaine's special publication devoted solely to him! Like the short silent film, now on DVD as Rip Colt's Private Files, and the obscure 80s gay porn flick Bijou, Bill, despite being quite hung, never gets a stiff hard erection in these shoots.

In the trippy 80s gay porn film Bijou, he seems out of it in a sloppy 4-man orgy scene, and never really has sex or does anything. Sad. In the Rip Colt shorty, he only lounges about a pool, and only in the last shot, gets hard while feigning phone sex with another guy (shot elsewhere.)

He had bit parts in Pee-Wee's Big Adventure (as a cop with like one line), and as the murdered guy in the thriller Basic Instinct, which ended up known more for its protests by gay activists at the 1990(?) Academy Awards.





But a few lesser known credits for Bill Cable include a few hardcore straight photo shoots in which he proves his interest in the female of the species, and one lost hardcore flick by Carlos Tobalina, called Last Tango in Acapulco. It's allegedly a ripoff of Marlon Brando's Last Tango in Paris, but with him in real X-rated scenes with porn actress Becky Sharpe. Too bad no copies of it exist that I know of. I'd pay plenty to see Bill in some hot fucking action.

Bill must have gotten along with Tobalina, because he later wrote an R- or X-rated film What's Love? I read somewhere it's a precursor to Boogie Nights, a porn about making porn. Man, where the hell are these movies?

Last I heard, Bill had been - get this- been pals with Christian Brando, Marlon's son, providing him with drugs and women, (downward spiral, anyone?) and was with him when the young Brando accidentally killed Frances Ford Coppolla's son in a speedboat crash.

Anyway, his life was filled with sexuality and controversy; he posed happily in fashion ads for campy underwear and caftans, with a boner, and in tamer stuff.

All the while, he remains one of the most handsome models of the 20th century, if I do say so.

And I do.

Randy Repervlicans

It's a tough job being the former chairman of one of the planet's largest pharmaceutical conglomorates.

It's even harder to work toward preventing AIDS globally by, wait, not giving away AIDS medications, but by telling impoverished Africans and American teens to just apply the "abstinence only" theory to preventing STDs and pregancies. I mean really, just don't have sex!

That's why Randall "Randy" Tobias needed "massages" from prostitutes. Really. He says there was "no sex" with the women he hired from now-blathering tell-all madame Deborah Jeane Palfrey.

Tobias is one of Bushco's highest ranking officials - that is, he was head of Chimpy's foreign aid programs, until he abruptly resigned when it was revealed that allegedly had hot and heavy fuck sessions with lady ho's.

Now, don't get me wrong. I love sex, even if heterosexuals are doing it. I think prostitution should be legalized and regulated; keep those whores clean and happy!

But when a high-powered former AIDS med exec spews the "Just Say No Sex" rhetoric one day, then gets his dingus wanked by Central American and U.S. call girlinas, it's just yet another example of the massive cum-stained rightwing hypocrisy running rampant in Chimpy's increasingly pervert-filled regime.

The response from the rightwingers over this? "Clinton got a blow job! Wheaaahh!"

See, if paid sex was regulated and legal, the taxes raised on it could fund AIDS prevention programs that included condoms, which of course would never happen in a rightwing regime, because these tools think they can wish away sex when they don't like it, but get it on the sly when they want it.

They have to align themselves with the Christian fundamentalist scions of truth like Ted Haggard -- oh wait. He repeatedly rented a male whore.

They have to align themselves with the warriors of morality like the Catholic Church - oh, wait. They've settled more than $350 million in more than 4,000 sexual abuse lawsuits.

I guess it'll have to be up to us liberals to defend a person's right to pay cash for cock or cooze.



I mean, look at the fun and amusing sexcapades in The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas, a musical that includes the most rampant male nudity since Oh, Calcutta!

Of course, I see no reason for the horny footballin' Aggies not to satiate their lustful desires right there in the locker room while they're shucking off their jock straps, singing and dancing naked. Why ride 25 miles on a bus to get to heaven, when they're already there?

But there's no accounting for taste.



And there's no accounting for lying, two-faced Rethuglican perverts who damage the lives of horny teenagers and women who can't negotiate "no sex" in third world countries.

There's no accounting for greed-mongering pharmaceutical corporations not giving away their life-saving drugs in the face of a global pandemic that's wiping out entire nations.

There's no accounting for a bilious regime like Bushco giving a position of AIDS prevention to the head honcho of a comglomorate that profits from disease.

But if indicted madame Palfrey keeps revealing the pages of her little black client book, there may be a lot more Randy Repervlicans on the chopping block.

Gee, I wonder if Fox News will be covering this. Nope, they'll still reporting parody articles from The Onion as actual news. Dumbass twits.

No, Fox prefers to let real whores on their shows who pretend to be Marine heroes.

Somebody give those goons a crate of loofas.

Vic-tory

April 23, 1932 was the birthday of none other than Ed Siepke, possible one of the most gorgeous and hung bodybuilders to ever pose fully nekked way back in the 50s!



Vic Siepke was one of the world's hottest physique models.



He also, thankfully, posed fully nude, showing off his big long low-hanging cock and balls.






Hot, huh?




What a man!





Unfortunately, I don't think he ever posed with a hard-on, but it's fun to imagine how huge it must have been.



Happy birthday, Ed!