Category Archives: Underwear

Who’s Sexier: Ben Cohen or David Beckham?

This may be the toughest question I’ve posed on this website. It’s one of those deeply philosophical debates, one that will likely rage for centuries to come. It has divided the world, pitting friend against friend, destroying relationships and altering the lives of innocent people everywhere. Who is the sexier footballer: Ben Cohen or David Beckham? I’ve got my own theories, and wholly unsubstantiated evidence to back up my beliefs, but in the end it’s in the eye of the beholder.

Here, I’ve given you the basic tools to which you can make your own comparisons and determinations. Personally, my money is on Mr. Cohen. There’s something kinder about him, something more vulnerable and less cocky and arrogant, something that can’t be put into words or even pictures – you just know it when you see it. What do you think?

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The Press Release a Decade in the Making

It’s been quite some time since FaceBook forced us to write about ourselves in the third person, and I’ve missed it. There’s something very analytical about that, vain and vapid too, so it suits just about every part of me. In honor of that, and the ten-year anniversary of this site, I present to you the official Press Release on the decade which came before:

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Ten years ago Alan Ilagan invited the world to the virtual party of www.ALANILAGAN.com, and since that time the revelry has raged every day.  From writer to photographer, poser to pantomime, gallery manager to exhibitionist, and husband to Uncle, he’s tried on a lot of hats over the years, every one photographed, chronicled, and archived on this very site. Revealing a lot while revealing very little is the hat trick at which he is most adept, and beneath every revelation he has made is another tantalizing veil, a hint at ever more to come. 

This is where his talent for combining the written word and the visual image comes into clear focus. This is where he gets to experiment, explore and play ~ unabashedly showing off no matter the risks or mistakes that might result. It’s a sight to be seen, a voyeuristic and clandestine adventure, one in which the sharing of a journey has become an art form unto itself.

Somewhere along the ensuing decade, the site became about more than Mr. Ilagan himself. It was a mirror of all sorts of things ~ celebrity, art, music, beauty, pop culture, gay rights, marriage equality, family, love, and friendship ~ not only in the way he saw the world, but in the way we saw the world. It was no longer about Alan as the sole attraction, but more of a community cocktail party. He’d make the drinks, but he wanted you to be a part of it. An integral part of it. In fact, the reason for it. Like the parties he’s thrown, it’s become less about the host and more about the guests. While it feels like an exclusive event, one never gets the notion that they are anything but included in the festivities. Sometimes the gathering is elegant, sometimes it’s raunchy, and sometimes it’s too much for words – but it’s always engaging, it’s often enjoyable, and everyone is always welcome.

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A Linky Look Back – Part I

Originally I was going to do one simple quick end-of-the-year post saying ‘Fuck this, so glad it’s over’, but after watching Barbra Streisand in a recent interview, I gave in and looked back (don’t ask). No matter how wretched the year, there are things to be learned, if nothing else you know what to try to avoid. So without further ado, I present to you my Year in Review. Well, the highlights anyway, because most of it was too dreadful to recall to life.

In January 2012, I made a quick trip to frigid NYC, where Suzie and I finally got to see Bernadette Peters live in a revival of ‘Follies’. It calmed my yearly (monthly? weekly?) bout of wanderlust and fulfilled my fetish for hotel room living. If I had my druthers, I would leave my mark in a different hotel every night.

February 2012 was a bright spot, and probably one of the most fun times I had all year. Who knew I would shoot my wad so early? I usually like to wait… Anyway, it was the Superbowl. And Madonna was there. And I was Tebowing. And wearing a jockstrap. It was the best of times. Then came the shameful secret I had kept for two decades, and I finally felt freedom at revealing it. By March 2012, the only thing that mattered was Madonna’s new MDNA album, that got a wordy review here and here.

April 2012 brought the slowly healing balm of Spring, even if the Winter never quite bit as much as we knew it could. The Madonna Timeline continued on its merry journey, and she reminded me how marriage could indeed be x-static, among other things. I got my very first massage, and promptly became addicted.

In May 2012, President Obama came out in support of gay marriage, just a couple years short of ours, but good nonetheless. By the time summer peeked in, I had given my first, almost successful, time out. For my first summer read of June 2012, I dove into Andy Cohen’s ‘Most Talkative’ with gleeful relish. I enjoyed the moment, not realizing it would be the last one I enjoyed for quite a while – possibly the rest of the year, and possibly beyond. My life-changing tour of jury duty would alter everything I thought I knew. My summer – my year – was ruined before it barely began.

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Ripped Male Model Busting Out of His Briefs

The title of this post says it all, and then some, but male model Ngo Okafor somehow says even more. I have never in my life been with a guy built like this, and if I had I probably wouldn’t have had the first clue what to do other than laugh nervously and get the hell out of there. Some things are too good to be true.

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The Naked Male-Model-as-Rough-Trade Shots

Is that a gun near his pocket or is he just happy to see me? While tattoos are not usually my thing, I’ll suspend that foolish rule for the sake of this bad boy, male model Mateus Verdelho. Is he bad because of his tats, or are his tats bad because of him. (I sincerely hope you didn’t come here today for the written word.) All we have are salacious pubic shots, all day and half of the night.

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Lazy (But Shirtless) Male Model Friday

This post, and the near-naked ones that follow, is a complete lazy cop-out, designed for ease and speed when I’m too sick and tired to do much else. It is male model Tobias Sorensen, and he is only the first of a parade of male models for the day. Apologies for the lack of long-winded prose, but you’re probably already scrolling down to see how low the pubic hair shots go, so don’t let me interrupt you. Just don’t come back and revisit my words because that’s just plain rude. Enjoy the rest of the day… more to come.

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XXXmas Porny Santas (Uncensored)

It’s just a matter of time before Andrew Christian just does a hard-core porn film in support of his underwear line. And I can’t wait. Here’s his holiday promo:

Hunky Santas: The Holiday Card (Uncensored) from Andrew Christian on Vimeo.

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Excessive Ego & Naked Insecurity

This brief collection of psychedelic pics goes out to the person who said I either had a huge ego or massive insecurity – to which I asked, “Can’t I have it both ways?”

 

 

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Racy Almost-Rans…

Now that the Holiday Card 2012 has been revealed, I can show you a few shots that didn’t quite make the cut. The inspiration for these was a combination of disturbing and sometimes disparate things that caught my eye in the last year or so – particularly ‘American Horror Story’, a few bits of ‘Dexter’ (blame Andy for that infiltrating my life), and a classic Janis Joplin tune (‘Piece of My Heart’). The notion of doing a somewhat scary image was intriguing, as I’ve actually never thought to marry that to one of my holiday cards (I don’t consider S&M all that frightening, so those don’t count). This, however, incorporated some blood and guts (or at least a substitute heart), and it ranks high on my amusement list. The look on Andy’s face alone as the various props were being assembled was a priceless highlight of the year. (The work involved in getting stubborn fake-blood stains off my hands was not as fun.)

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A David Beckham Underwear Post

It’s been a while since we’ve featured David Beckham here – well, a while by the standards of those of us who feature him quite often. I suppose my interest has slightly diminished over the last year or so – nothing against Mr. Beckham, well, maybe a little. Chalk it up to boredom with his underwear (or “Bodywear”) line, coupled with a disinterest, if not outright dislike, of his tattoo obsession/addiction. He’s coming back with some new holiday additions to his H&M clothing line, however, so it seems a good time to revisit him and his bulge. My fascination is a combination of a Brit obsession, the fact that he’s married to Posh, and his simple, slightly rugged good looks. His propensity for briefs over boxers is also slightly intoxicating.

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The Baseball Jockstrap Shot

A word on the jockstrap: never has there been a more functional piece of sports paraphernalia that also plays into the gay man’s idealized notion of what looks good on a guy. As far as form and function go, this may be one of the best examples of the two combining for a combustible homoerotic home-run. The way it gives support, while simultaneously framing the butt – I defy you to find something that speaks to so many on such different levels. While it’s not quite the turn-on for me that it is for others (they run perilously close to looking as ridiculous as a thong), I do like the support and freedom afforded during a workout or a run (with a baggy pair of gym shorts on top of them).

“Bullpen conversations cover the gambit of male bull sessions.  Sex, religion, politics, sex.  Full circle.  Occasionally, the game–or business–of baseball intrudes.” ~ Jim Brosnan

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A Baseball Bat and No Shirt Required

Our day of celebrating America’s Supposedly Favorite Past-time continues (with a jock shot coming up soon…) In honor of that, a few baseball quotes, and this silly shirtless photo shoot. What would Yogi Berra say about all of this? We’ll never know…

“Baseball is almost the only orderly thing in a very unorderly world. If you get three strikes, even the best lawyer in the world can’t get you off.” ~ Bill Veeck

“There is no room in baseball for discrimination. It is our national pastime and a game for all.” ~ Lou Gehrig

Stay tuned, because in the next post I’m going to slip into something appropriate for the game – like this ridiculous jock strap. Hey, if I can do it for the Super Bowl, I can do it for the World Series. (I probably shouldn’t be doing it at all, but anything for the fans. Oh, and if you’re interested in purchasing this now that I’ve worn it, hit me up with an offer. There’s nothing more American than that. Where’s Pete Rose when you need him?)

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Worse for Sunday Wear

The Sunday morning after a fun weekend in Boston is often a rough time. Especially when it’s pouring rain.
If I hadn’t had to get back to upstate NY, I would have climbed back into bed with a book.
Instead I showered, got dressed, and hit the road – happy about none of it.
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