Popular Gay Barebacker Dies, A Suicide at Golden Gate Bridge

I met Jonathan Klein through a barebackrt hookup.  At the time, he was still living in a rather large nondescript wood frame house at the end of the Castro streetcar line.  He was hosting, but by the time I got there, he wasn't up to sex.  Now I have been refused by the host a couple of times in my bareback career, but never before in such a gracious manner.  Jonathan had changed his mind about sex...at least about sex with me...but he offered me a soda and we had an engaging chat in his kitchen.  He's a slightly burly, bearish guy, and he was dressed in a filled out tee, sweatpants and socks.  He couldn't have been nicer and I really wanted him to fuck me because I had already watched him in action.  I recognized him as soon as I saw him in person, after a slight inkling based on his profile headshot.

Erich Lange filmed Jonathan fucking Max Holden in the Treasure Island Media video, 'Fucking Crazy' a few years back.  'Fucking Crazy' was actually a documentation of an erstwhile San Francisco gangbang phenomenon, the Cute Boy Bareback Party.  If you don't know this video, check it out and the format of the CuteBoy will be explained to you.  Jonathan was a regular at these parties, I think, stuffing his pozdick up the asses of some of the legendary bottoms of our time: Jeff Palmer, Sean Storm, Rob Rodin, Max Holden among them.

Then I was walking up 18th St. in the Castro one day and passed maybe the last, full-service old school travel agency in the whole world: Now Voyager Travel (the title taken from the famous Bette Davis movie) and there sat Jonathan at his computer, providing the personal service for which he was well known.  I had occasion to pass Now Voyager many times since, and just about every time Jonathan was there, working his ass off for his loyal clients.  It follows that he was well-known in the gay business community and well beyond Castro Village.  And of course, I wasn't the only guy who met him through barebackrt.

It turns out that the building has been sold recently and the future of Now Voyager uncertain.  Jonathan had also recently taken a buyout for his Castro apartment (rather than fight an eviction) and had moved to Bernal Heights, a desirable rustic cottagey hill neighborhood a bit removed from the gayness of the Castro.  He had turned 60, and he was poz, two factors which the local gaypaper Bay Area Reporter seemed to take as negatives contributing to depression.  Alas, suicide is often impulsive and always final.  I wish Jonathan had gone online to solicit a hot ass to fuck, rather than to make that last trip to the Golden Gate Bridge.  In short, his life didn't have to end this way, despite all these setbacks ganging up on him.

The last time I saw Jonathan was around 2011 at a Jayson Park video shoot at the Playspace on Folsom St.  Jonathan was in line to have his turn with Jayson's fine ass.  We said 'hi' but not much else, though Jonathan did feel me up nicely.  He seemed his old friendly self.  I left before Jonathan did, but I assume that Jayson did get some of Jonathan's poz seed planted deep in his ass, but regrettably, I don't recall seeing it in the video, but I could be wrong. 

It's always sad when a good men elects to end his life prematurely, and in this case, the world is worse off for his departure.  R.I.P., Jonathan.

Cheap Thrills: Porn Stars on Parade

It's time to let you guys, out in the hinterlands, know what you're missing by not being part of everyday life in San Francisco. Say you're in Safeway, and we all know that after Home Depot, Safeway offers the best malewatching in town, any town. But we're in San Francisco and we're in the Gay Central Safeway on Market Street and you see the perfect ass...the most beautifully shaped male posterior ever. Then you notice the rest of the man, and he's trim but you can tell he's built under that button down shirt he's wearing, and maybe he's slightly balding and most certainly not chicken material. Then you stall waiting for him to turn around, and then he does, and it's ex-Falcon/Treasure Island Media studlet Max Holden...traveling with his faithful little lapdog, and I mean that literally. Maybe it's been a while since Max has done anything on video, but his starring turn in 'Fucking Crazy,' the Treasure Island Media document of the old Cute Boy SF Bareback Party...those were the days, yeah, all the way back to 2005(!)...will live forever. He's also pretty good getting nailed by Buttlover in Buttlover's Best. Seeing how well Max has held up over the years is an inspiration to us all, and I know he's got fans out there, because they've e-mailed me about him. If you want to see Max Holden post-video, you can go to Safeway. It would perk up any queen's day to catch a sight of tall, lean, versatilian studlet Tyler (Slut Machine/Treasure Island Media) standing in the checkout line at Mollie Stone's supermarket in the Castro. Buying wine, I think. He was wearing a leather jacket and wonderful black cowgirl boots, and looking terrific. When I first saw Brad McGuire tending bar at the Edge, I thought it was for a celebrity/charity fund raiser. Every queen running for Empress has to put time in at the Edge, a mainstay in the Castro, surviving all these years probably because its schizophrenic client base changes with the hours of the day, and has done so, successfully over time. I've followed many a drag queen into the Edge, and have stayed for the cheap drinks and the music, which is mostly 80's retro. But if Brad McGuire is there you go for Brad McGuire. I guess Brad is working at the Edge now because I've seen him on more than one occasion, though I haven't tested his martini making skills yet. For those of you who haven't met Brad, he's a really nice guy, and what's gonna hold ya back now? I can say that he appears to work weekday evenings, and of course I wouldn't dare ask. A guy deserves his own space, even if he is a bartender. The Edge is in the Castro, at the corner of 18th & Collingwood...across the street from Mollie Stone's.

High Class Castro Fuck

'Remember me?' is what he posted. Hell yeah, I remember. He's a hot 'older' black guy with a nice crib in the Castro, and I've written about our past mating but I'm too lazy to look it up now and reference it for you. I took a cab and was there in 15 minutes...public transit would kill the mood...as I was feeling pretty horny and didn't want to mess this up. He buzzed me in, and I went up the stairs, saw my host in a bathrobe, and went straight to his bedroom and stripped down. I had dressed hurredly, in old jeans (but they fit perfectly and are hot), an ugly North Face pullover and ugly slip ons from International Male, I wear them as slippers at home. I'm thinking that I'm not dressed quite right...this guy has good taste and all his shoes have shoe trees in them; he's particular, neat and thoughtful...and this top knows exactly what he wants and says so; he's very much into nipple play...he put me on my back, commanded me to work his tits (I did the best I could), and fucked me in his 'in control' style. It was all rather quick, intense, and then he shot his load up my butt after only 10 minutes or so. I didn't feel any cum at all and those queens who claim they can feel jism being shot into their asses are full of shit. I got a sweet kiss from my top and was outa there in 15 minutes max. I made a detour to The Midnight Sun, since it was Retro Night...that is, 80's standards and all drafts (I ordered a Stella) were a mere $2.25. What's not to like? It was while standing in The Midnight Sun that I felt that urge to shit. Yeah, black top really had shot his load up there. I had a great time drinking and taking in the videos before taking the train & bus home.
Cheap thrill: Max Holden (of TIM's Fucking Crazy) in The Midnight Sun, with a 3-day beard and more hair on his head, filled out a little and looking good. The fact that his hot ass has taken literally hundreds of poz loads and that he looks so healthy and happy is an inspiration to all us pozbirds.
When I got home I thought I would play a little before hitting the sack. I squatted and dumped a big, big load of cum on the floor. Yeah, black top really had a good one for me. I used his cum to lube my ass before working my favorite toy up where, while watching 'Dawson's 50 Load Weekend, Part 2.' I kept thinking of the black top, what was his status. I quickly checked his profile since I couldn't remember status, I'd never go with a neg guy if I knew it. 'Ask Me' he says. Well, that will do for now. A big load of cum up the ass pretty much sets me up for the rest of the week...a trip I had planned on Fri. to the Steamworks may not be necessary