Unable to compete in a world chock-full of online porn and gay magazines that actually cater to gay men, the publication folded its print division, though it still operates the website and PlaygirlTV.
January 2009 saw the end of Playgirl Magazine. In a 2003 interview in The Advocate’s then-editor-in-chief Michele Zipp admitted that the magazine’s gay readership was “about 100 percent” and although it always featured articles geared toward women, the ads in the back often promoted gay porn and phone sex lines. Launched in 1973 during the height of the feminist movement Playgirl Magazine was intended as a response of sorts to men’s magazines of the era something for a strong, independent woman who wanted advice on sex, fashion, careers, along with some photos of dicks. Talk about patterning for future sexual explorations. My mind was racing trying to process exactly what I was feeling - what I later understood as a combination of sexual arousal and disgust at my own arousal. We flipped through it looking at pics of a few different husky guys lounging languidly on antique-looking couches and bear-skin rugs. Not only that, but there was a man on the cover. Now there was one sitting in front of me. Up until this point in my life I’d never seen a pornographic magazine, other than catching furtive glimpses of the top rack at 7-Eleven when we went in to buy Slurpees. He returned moments later, dropping a copy of the magazine on the particle-board coffee table. “I gotta show you what I found under my mom’s bed,” he said. After we were halfway though our first beer I was already woozy and Mike stood up. “Are you some kind of a faggot?”ĭetermined not to be a faggot I decided to take him up on his offer, even if it came along with the requisite brain damage that my mother had assured me would come from drinking before the age of 19.
“Whaddya mean you’ve never had beer before?” he asked me one day at recess. Mike’s original intention in inviting me over was to give me my first taste of beer. The only son of a divorced single mother he was tough, ballsy, spat like a trucker and told everyone he had fingered pussy before most of us even knew what that meant. By age 12 he’d already developed a taste for Players Lights and Budweiser and despite his smallish stature he was the undisputed champion of the after-school fight circuit. He was two years older than I was on account of the fact that he had failed a grade and I had skipped one, and was definitely what the principal of our Catholic school would have called a roughneck. Mike Milton, a sketchy latchkey kid in my Grade six class had invited me over to his house after school. My first glimpse of the famed mag came at the tender age of 10.
If you’re like me, and you might be, the first “gay” porn you ever saw was Playgirl Magazine. Indeed for most of us the first photos of naked men we saw were in a good old-fashioned magazine.Īnd if your sexual coming of age came in the suburbs, as mine did, chances are also good that the first wankmag you laid your preteen eyes on was not Honcho, Inches or any other by-gays, for-gays publication. Photo Illustration by Thompson Creative Imaging and Bill Walker.If you’re a gay man over the age of 25 chances are good that your first taste of pornography was not on the internet. On the cover: Professor Chris Wolverton received a grant from NASA to send an experiment to the International Space Station.
The inaugural Women of Wesleyan leadership forum offered connection, conversation, and camaraderie. Sidebar: Join Alumni & Friends and Make the CASE Sidebar: Wolverton’s All-Star Alumni CrewĪ bold new strategic plan for increasing enrollment and raising the University’s profile. Professor Chris Wolverton’s work to sprout on the International Space Station.
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