The following links came from here.
I’ve mentioned that I used to write reviews and do interviews for the original Best Gay Blogs web site that was owned and operated by a gay couple in New York. I think that goes back to 2003. For them it was a sideline, at the time. They both had corporate jobs and started it for fun and wound up selling the blog about fives years later to larger corporation. I stopped freelancing for them after it was sold because I didn’t want to work with new owners. I’m a little rigid that way. And I liked working for the original owners so much I knew it would be hard to work for anyone else.
Sometimes I feel the need to go back to my roots…as a gay man. I see so much garbage out there these days, and so many inauthentic spins on what it’s like to be a gay man I often turn my head and ignore it. I recently did a search for personal gay blogs and came up with almost nothing…at least nothing that resembled the list of personal gay bloggers I knew when I worked for Best Gay Blogs. Many bloggers are interesting this way. They start out strong and then disappear. And you can’t really blame them, especially when they are talking about their own personal lives and situations. I also know they don’t get much exposure either and they don’t turn up on search engines because they don’t always understand how blogging works. Title a blog something strange and unrelated to what the subject is and no one will ever find you.
But the following links, I think, are very indicative of what’s happening now with gay male bloggers who are writing erotic short stories/fiction. The odds are you won’t see these blogs mentioned anywhere on publishing blogs because publishing blogs ignore many of the realities of what it’s really like to be a gay male. These are concentrated on erotic fiction about gay men. In some cases the details about the bloggers are limited because the fiction is based on personal experience. But that’s not a surprise to me. This particular genre has always catered to the discreet reader. And the more real it gets the more discreet it tends to get.
As a side note, most of the links are for adults only, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t literary or artistic. And I think it’s important to state that once in a while. Actually, I usually find myself defending it now.
The blog below is one of my own personal favorites. It’s honest, it’s real, it talks about the realities of gay life, and nothing is held back. In other words, you don’t find anyone saying “Polka-Doodle-Dooo” on this web site.
Excerpt from homepage:
I wonder if any other gay men feel the same? Underneath the spandex and the Speedo’s, is there a crushingly shy individual screaming to shout, “this record is the soundtrack to an endless lubed up fuck that isn’t fun anymore, and it hasn’t changed for years!” Who knows? Well, that was the case with me. I partied and flounced, and I had all the right lines, (both coke AND conversation) but I never really got a decent fuck-on. Sad.
It was in my mid thirties that I actually let go.
Deep down I always believed in love. Like I said, I was an idiot. I never told anyone – Because I knew I was being an idiot! In fact, I tried so hard not to care, I actually ended up missing the gay-love boat entirely.