Vidyut Jamwal, actor in Bollywood

Here is the third part of the  response to the request of  the blog’s viewers who like to see  more  Indian Hunks , they are still 34% to express this will.

The post will share more about the gaylife in India throughout the interview of Parmesh Shahani, and for the rest the post will propose a lot of new Indian Hunks pictures .

Indian Hunks

For the ones who would like to read the two first parts of Parmesh Shahani interview they have just to check at the end of the post and click on the proposed links.

The interview with Parmesh Shahani which was first published in the Henry Jenkins ‘ blog in 2008. (source:Confessions of an Aca-Fan).

Sexy Inder Bajwa, Indian Hunk


Question: How are shifts in the status of gay…

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Five stars or none: my review ratings explained.



I thought I’d better post this before it’s time for my March reviews (coming soon, of course).

Whilst sharing my monthly reviews with you I’ve been wondering what makes me really love some books. I often read books, even those written by friends, which are fine – no criticism – but which don’t attract my five star rating. Not because they’re badly written. Not because there’s anything wrong with them. Because they aren’t exactly right for me. So what is?

To begin with, my five star book has to have impeccable grammar. If the writer uses things like fragmented sentences they have to know what they’re doing and break the rules carefully, showing quite clearly that they know the rules in the first place and are breaking them for special effects. I can easily be ‘thrown’ by dangling participles for example, though I usually have no objection to prepositions…

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From Eternity To Here

Because this issue is not going away, I thought I’d put my testimony against HB609 on the internet so that people could see it, read it and think about it:

March 23, 2017

My name is Greg Smith. I am a fourth generation Montanan, born in Butte and raised in the Ruby Valley. I am a licensed Mental Health counselor specializing in LGBTQ issues, and I’ve been a priest for almost 26 years.

I wanted to share some of my thoughts and experiences as a pastor and as a psychologist.

I’m one of those Christians that believe causing pain and suffering to anyone is sinful. Jesus was very clear on the matter “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” (Luke10.27) Some of my clergy colleagues…

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The male form in a different way

This post is a collection of pictures which I believe are different from the usual hunks pictures you find on the blogs dedicated to men (including this one !).

I found the pose either unexpected or bringing new attitude from the mode sl, but beside that I still find them very attractive, I mean the model as well as his attitude. Don’t hesitate to comment and say if you like this different way of showing men.

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in a different way

The male form in…

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Todd Stevens



This weekend, I went to visit my parents in Kansas. I had not been to my childhood home since 2014. I spent some time poring over old cards and letters, old pictures too. I was awash, still am, really, in memories of different chapters of my life, junior high, church camp, high school, college.

The summer before my senior year in college, I interned at a church in upstate New York. I uncovered many letters from the kids and adults in the congregation, pictures too, of the friends I made there. Fond memories.

And then, somehow, nestled in the warm, I remembered someone I had not about thought about for a while: Todd Stevens.

Todd Stevens was a guy that had lived in Syracuse. (Don’t get too excited, this isn’t going to go where you think it’s going to go.) He was tall, athletic, handsome. (Seriously, not what you think.)…

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OH, the Places You’ll Go….


“Do ya miss me?” the text came on my phone as I was starting my last half hour of an hour of cardio at the gym. It was Dirk, of course, who I’d seen earlier that day with his skateboarding buddy, Doz who’d both worked out with me right after he’d got out of class. The gap between seeing each other was about three hours – just long enough for me to eat and recupe from the weight workout, take a fifteen minute snooze and head back into the gym for the cardio.
The two of them, Dirk and Doz, had made spectacular asses of themselves in the gym shower using it as a naked stage to sing and dance (shaking booties qualifies as dance in this venue) and they’d attracted the attention of quite a few of the guys in the locker room as an audience. Most people see…

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