omg blog has dug up gay porn layouts by not one but two of the contestants of Cosmopolitan Magazine's Bachelor of the Year 2008 contest -- Daniel Kirk (below, left) and Derek Hawkes (below, right) have modeled for Playgirl and SeanCody respectively. Here's what they look like in the magazine:

See them naked after the jump ...

For those of us who sit around in our bathrobe on weekend nights wondering what combination of keystrokes is going to result in having Pierre Fitch sit on our face, we've finally found an answer. The Canadian sensation has launched Meet Pierre Fitch, a world as dedicated to the ass that ate Ralph Woods. As a social networking addendum to the raunchier, hardcore Pierre Fitch Online, perhaps lucky Pierre is aiming to create an online casting couch. (Although given his popularity at the Folsom Street Fair, he's doing just fine in the non-virtual world.)

Pierre Fitch developed the site to help him keep in close contact with his fans, by which I think he means me, and by which I hope he'll be "thanking me for the add" with a little bit more tongue than I'd get on MySpace, and less McCain than I'd get on Manhunt.

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-- Mike

PublicDisgrace.com has been launched with eight updates live, including a scorching initial offering with French star Cecilia Vega and Steve Holmes that was previewed at the site. Another shoot live on launch has Russian newcomer Olga Cabaeva servicing a parking attendant and then engaging in anal sex on a city street with a large crowd of approving spectators. A third episode features gorgeous Romanian newcomer Jennifer Love gagged, leashed and paraded through the streets on her hands and knees to be gangbanged by three men.

While the site focuses on streetcorner sex, it also explores more intimate surroundings, with gangbang episodes set in nightclubs and semi-private parties where female submissives find themselves sexually used and humiliated by a group of men before invited audiences. Such episodes at PublicDisgrace.com include group sex scenes with Bobbi Starr, Sarah Jane Ceylon, Devaun, and Lorelei Lee.

"The site explores the shame and humiliation a girl feels when she is tied up, exposed and fucked in a public setting," said Donna last month when the site was announced. "It'll appeal to both the voyeur and the exhibitionist. It's totally hot, totally real, and unbelievably fun to shoot."

The filth and the feculent of Folsom may be a nothing more than a hangover for the lucky 400,000 or so who made it to SF last weekend for the fair, but for everyone else this is the Titan's newest Folsom-themed shock-and-awe flick Folsom Undercover.

For those afraid that they've already pushed that envelope over the fucking cliff by now ... don't worry; there's still plenty of terrifying new ground to be covered. Take Titus, for example who one-ups Francois Sagat's chicken-shit scalp tattoo by having practically his ENTIRE FACE tattooed:

Of course, we're just getting started ...

Although they might not deliver as much sex as other cam sites, and their PPV events are rather expensive, you've got to give the guys at Fratpad points for creativity (despite giving this activity a name that recalls Coming To America):

Check out the rest of their homoerotic antics after the jump ...

For the past year or so everyone in the industry has been hearing disturbing rumors about Michael Brandon: He'd relapsed on crystal ... he was on crack ... he's serving a life sentence at San Quentin. All outrageous, none substantiated. People close to Brandon refused to talk, "out of respect".

The last time I saw him was about eight months ago. Mike and I brushed past him in the lobby a building downtown. Brandon was always thin, but that day he was practically unrecognizable: a skeleton. He gave us both a big hug and walked away, not saying much, leaving us both stunned in his wake.

Although it leaves many questions unanswered, SF Weekly finally puts the rumors about Michael Brandon to rest and the truth is way more disturbing than I ever imagined: from a partner in one of the leading porn studios to a motel-surfing meth dealer facing serious jail time. Giving how incredibly sweet he was, the story is all the more tragic indeed.

My thoughts are with you, Michael.

The rise and fall of the Monster (SF Weekly)