"Honest Men": South Africa-teasing, porn-teasing, claustrophobic, confusing...but at least there are a lot of gay guys.

 

Honest Men on Prime Video has a shirtless hunk on the icon and the promo: "Unraveling family dynamics, Honest Men follows Colby's return home after his father....(probably his father's death: somebody is always returning home after the death of somebody).   The names of the cast members sound African (King David, Donta Hemsley, Tripp Ali), so it's probably set in South Africa, and we'll get some interesting citscapes of Johannesburg or Cape Town

 Scene 1: Closeup of a man's back. So far so good. Suburb at night, then Colby (King David) addresses the camera, talking about his friend named Andre when he was a kid, who had a violent, abusive father  but nevertless was "sexy as hell." While he speaks, the violent, abusive father disrobes behind him and steps into the shower.  Colby: "Don't judge me for what I'm about to do.  I was only 17."  He starts beating off while watching. Hey, a gay character!  I guess he meant that the father was "sexy as hell."

King David is very hard to research.  Even if you specify "King David" and "actor," you just get the many, many actors who have played the Biblical king: Russell Crowe, Daniel Craig, Clive Owen, Christian Bale (left), Michael Fassbender...

Scene 2: 4 years later: Closeup of Colby's hands as he opens the door, puts his keys on the counter.  This is very tight, claustrophobic.  Very tight,  very claustrophobic.  I'm thinking we're not going to see Constitution Hill in Johannesburg or the Castle of Good Hope in Cape Town. 

A lengthy scene of the guy changing clothes, with very tight closeups of part of his eye and his neck.  Then a butt shot but no dick.  At least we have nudity.  

After watching the scene several times, just to make sure that I'm being accurate, har har, I conclude that the guy we're watching is not Colby, but Mark, the Abusive Father (Donta Hensley).

More partial body bait and switch -- you think it's more Abusive Mark, but it's actually Colby as he checks his messages: Wait -- who has an answering machine in their house anymore?  This must be Dad's apartment.  

#1: Funeral home guy complementing him on his coffin choice: "Rest in peace with our great prices."   Har har

#2: Mark the Abusive Father.  He was doing some work on Colby's Dad's fridge, and wants to stop by Saturday night to finish the job.  Saturday night?  Really?  Sounds like there's more than one job you want to finish.

 Scene 3: Semi-body part closeups as Colby answers the door.  It's Mark the Abusive Father, dressed like a refrigerator repair guy in a porn movie.   He suggests that Colby is taking his death hard, but no, "He stopped existing long before he died."  Some people like staying home, dude.  They got their books, their music, their Grindr hookups....

Mark remembers at Colby and Andre's graduation, Colby stood up and yelled some shit about his Dad, who never forgave him. "Well, I hated him."

"That's weird -- my son Andre loved him."  You were abusive, buddy.  

Mark confesses that he hated his son, too:  the kid came into the world and ruined his life when he was 14 years old.  "But I changed."  "Too bad my dad didn't."  Got it, Andre and Colby, both with abusive dads and hate all the way down.

Hey, these guys both have American accents.  I'm starting to think that the South African names are just a tease

Scene 4: A young man in his underwear, feeling himself up, talking to himself about how "she" is going to be so impressed tonight that he'll get him some.  

Text from his mom: Tell your Dad about the graduation party. A flashback to the night of the graduation, where Colby yelled some stuff and Dad never forgave him?  So this is probably  Abusive Mark's son Andre.

Andre texts a tight closeup of his Dad's various body parts but instead of the grad party, it's "Submit J's grad fees before Friday."  Dad's body parts groan, hating his kid.   Wait -- Andre does not appear in this episode, and he's not named J.  This must be JTT (Tripp Ali).  A third kid with an abusive dad?

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Aaron Carter: The golden boy of the fall of 2000 comes out as bi, shows his d*ck, has a hard life. Brother Nick: "Hurts to love you."

Aaron Carter, the younger brother of Nick Carter of The Backstreet Boys, burst into teen idol fame with his debut album (entitled Aaron Carter, naturally), released in 1997, when he was just nine years old. It sold a million copies.  A second album, Aaron's Party: Come and Get It (2000), sold two million copies and peaked at #4 on the U.S. charts.  

To those who were young in the fall of 2000, songs like "Bounce," "Aaron's Party," and a highly risque version of "I Want Candy" became symbols of a golden age of innocence,  became an icon of the fall of 2000, along with "Who Let the Dogs Out," "Kryptonite," and "Dance with Me."

 

The sizzling star appeared as himself on Sabrina the Teenage Witch (2001) and Lizzie McGuire (2001), and started high-profile romances with Hilary Duff (Lizzie) and Lindsey Lohan (The Parent Trap).

New albums were released in 2001 and 2002, but in the post-911, War on Terror world, that golden age seemed impossibly naive, and Aaron's star faded.  He continued to tour and release new songs, but none of them charted.  Focusing on his acting, he played:

Harry (one of the daughter's boyfriends) on two episodes of 7th Heaven (2004)

A classmate of the live action Fat Albert (left, with Shedrach Taylor III as Rudy).

A Hannah Montana-like incognito popstar in Popstar (2005).  Former popstars David Cassidy and Leif Garrett (right) appeared.

Marty in I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With (2006), with Jeff Garlin (soon to star in The Goldberg) as a man looking for someone to each cheese with.

Brian in College Fright Night (2014), about a vampire infestation at a college, with former teen stars Todd Bridges and Dustin Diamond in the cast.

Aaron's adult years were rough:

Monetary problems, with his parents squandering his income, sometimes forcefully.

His father firing a gun next to his ear, leaving him partially deaf.

Allegations of abuse from his sister Leslie and brother Nick, which led to a restraining order and an admission that on social media that he wanted to kill Nick's wife.

Frequent drug problems.

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John Wahlberg: Adult video star from Budapest, Prague, Bratislava, Vienna, Bursa, Las Vegas, and Wise

 

John Wahlberg appeared on one of my n*de celebrity websites, listed as "an actor." I figured he must be Mark Wahlberg's son, so I began the research.

Surprise: He only appeared in one movie, an adult video from the BelAmi Studios.

He's so incredibly hot, and I'm still wondering if he's Mark Wahlberg's son, so I continued the research.

There are two bios, on Facebook and BelAmi.  They have the same photos, they both say he's an actor/model, but the timelines are completely different. 

The Facebook timeline doesn't make sense:

1995: Left job as a Private Secretary at the Bistro Cafe at the Palms Casino Resort, Las Vegas.  There's no such job.  The Bistro Cafe hires cooks and waiters.

1995: Left job as a front desk hotel clerk at a hotel in Bursa, Turkey.

Wait, were you working in Las Vegas and Bursa at the same time?  Or was it a summer-school thing?

2003: Graduated from high school in the U.S.  

So, were you ten years old when you left the Las Vegas/Bursa jobs, or did you graduate from high school at age 30?

2008: Graduated from the University of Virginia College at Wise, population 3,000, in the far western part of the state.  It's a small, isolated school, unlikely to draw anyone who doesn't live nearby.

He studied acting, modeling, and penyanyi (the Indonesian word for "singing"). 

That university has a music department, but does not teach specifically penyanyi.  Or is this guy Indonesian, and just means voice?

Left: A voice major at the 2020 Honors Recital.

Now he lives in Las Vegas, where he is a content creator for the Bree Gaming Channel.

The BelAmi timeline is more logical:

1993: Born in Hungary.  Real name Benjamin Der (try researching that on German-language websites).

2009: At age 16, photographed in front of a bong.

2011: At age 18, he answered an ad for BelAmi, and did a photo shoot before moving to the U.S.  His measurements: 6'0", 2 pounds (must be a mistake), 8.5 inches.

More details: He's gay, a top, hooks up with guys 7-8 times a week, and prefers the classic positions.   

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Pontius Gemstone and the Boy Named Stacy

 

Note: In this story, Stacy and Pontius are both 19.

July 7, 2025: Stacy woke slowly, his eyes gradually adjusting to the hospital room. The monitors on his left side, the nightstand with cards and books on the right.  The window that looked out onto the parking lot, with maybe a little green beyond.  A countertop loaded down with "Get Well" balloons.  Two chairs -- wait, there was a figure sitting in one.  His eyes weren't focused yet -- who was it, his brother?

"You're not here to tell me how lucky I am, are you?  Another inch, and the bullet would have hit my aorta, and I would have bled out before the paramedics arrived? God was watching over me?"

"Hell, no."  Stacy recognized the voice...but...the guy slid his chair over to the bed with a loud screech.  Pontius Gemstone, his friend from the Salvation Center.  Well, not really a friend: he saw Pontius at church and at the skate park, but they had only spoken two or three times. "I'm here to tell you to get well, so I can get back to watching you wipe out your ass on the tail slides."

"Har-har, big joke.  Dude, you know you're a wannabe mobber.  Just wait til I get back to that skatepark."  He hadn't realized how much he missed skating, and jamming about skating.

Pontius grabbed Stacy's free hand and pressed it against his own.  "I brought you some chocolate Turtles, 'cause you know, you're into lizards, but they accidentally got eaten in the car on the way over."

"Jackass!" 

He laughed.  Stacy felt surprisingly happy to see him. His brash, no-nonsense attitude was the perfect remedy to a week of "God had his hand on you!"

"I wanna know what it was like to work for Jeffrey Dahmer.  Did Cobb like, give you body parts to feed to the gators?"

"It was weird.  I liked working at the Gator Farm. Cobb was so nice to me, always asking about my classes and the Salvation Center, and all the time he was killing people, and he kept that guy Big Dick as a sex slave, like five feet from where I was mopping the floor."

"Yeah, dude, if you knew, you could have splattered the mother-f*cker!"  

"Hey, do you think he was asking so many questions because he was keeping tabs on your Grandad?"  

"Probably.  Seems like every year, some guy pops up with a grudge against my Grandad, the World Famous Eli Gemstone or whatever."  He reached up and squeezed Stacy's left shoulder.  "Does this hurt?'

"No.  I was shot in my right..."

"How about this?"  He moved his hand down to Stacy's crotch and squeezed.

"Hey, knock it off!"

"Just checking to see if your junk still works. Scoot over."  Pontius slid onto the bed next to him, so their thighs and legs were touching, and grabbed the tv remote.  "You get any porn on this thing?" 

"I don't think you're supposed to do that." 

"So call a nurse and complain."  

Stacy had never sat pressed against someone before, except maybe his brother when they were little.  He dated a couple of girls, back before he figured out that he was gay, but they never did any hugging, just handshakes and goodnight pecks.  He had been with two guys, but they were just hookups, unzip, suck, and don't say hello in the hallway the next day.  Was this what having a boyfriend felt like? Were they cuddling?  

Wait -- wasn't Pontius straight?

Pontius was casually clicking on the remote as if the closeness didn't bother him at all. Flustered, Stacy tried to think of something simple to talk about. "Did you know that your Grandad visits me every day?  Your brother Gideon has been by, and Kelvin..."

Uh-oh, Pontius took that as an accusation.  "I would have come before, but I've been busy.  Gideon is starting a new Christian-themed skatepark.  I'm going to be the manager."  He stopped on Spongebob Squarepants, then put down the remote and took Stacy's hand.  Their fingers interlocked.

They watched in silence for a few minutes. 

"This is nice," Stacy said.

Pontius started to blush, a reddening in his neck and face.  "Yeah, well, touching a dude is good for healing." 

He had a thin, tight frame, small hard biceps, some cool tattoos, and the most beautiful hands.  Why had Stacy never thought of asking him out?  

Reason #1: Stacy was a straight-A student at the College of Charleston, a biology major, planning to become a herpetologist.  And Pontius was kind of a screw-up.  Fun to hang out with, but no goals, no future.  Wait -- managing a Christian-themed skate park?  

Reason #2: Wasn't he straight?

"I've seen this episode," Pontius complained.  Let's find some chicks, or some dicks."  He clicked until he found a soap opera with a shirtless hunk sitting on a couch. "Awright! Check out those pecs! Man, I'd love to be working on those."

"I thought you were...you know...you like girls."

Pontius laughed, then lay his head on Stacy's shoulder.  "Dude, you are adorable.  I like pussy, but who's gonna say no to a cock?  I went down on half the cadets at the Citadel, and the other half went down on me.  Sometimes they wanted me to screw them while they screwed their girls, or the other way around."

Casually outing himself as bi?  No long, angst-ridden conversation?  Stacy was astonished, but strangely, not at ease.   Reason #3: Pontius was a player.  Whatever was going on here, it wasn't real.

"I'm gay...."

"Well, duh.  That's obvious, Stace.  Everybody knows.  My grandmother knows, and she's not even alive."

"So...if you knew, and you like guys, why haven't you ever asked me out?"

He looked away.  "So you're like a super-genius, you have the coolest job in the world, and look at you, with your dick-sucking lips and little pinprick tits and butt that goes on for days.  You're like Mr. Perfection,way out of my league." 

"Sure, but you're rich, so..."

Pontius laughed.  "Asshole!  C'mon, let's make out."  Without waiting for his response, he draped his arm around Stacy's shoulder and leaned in, and they were kissing.  Stacy had only kissed girls before, and only brief good-night pecks. Pontius was forceful and demanding, taking control, pushing, prodding, exploring. 

Stacy slid down so Pontius could lie on top, so he could feel his body, cling to him, his cock prodding against the fabric of his hospital gown.  It wasn't real, Pontius was just playing him, but...OMG, he was hot.

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