The illusion of macrophallicity

(A posting about (among other things) big penises, gay porn, the male body, and man-man sex, so not for kids or the sexually modest.)

It begins with an ad for last week’s 2021 Cyber Week sale from the Falcon family of gay porn sites, reported on in my 12/2/21 XBlog posting “Johnny Torque and friends”. Illustration #1 there (JT in Naked Sword’s Frat House Cream), cropped for WordPress modesty, though what remains is nevertheless important, plus text from AZBlogX:

(#1) The photo from AZBlogX has been cropped exactly at the tip of Torque’s penis; this version is all that WordPress allows

Featuring the lean pornstar Johnny Torque in a pose engineering to make it appear that he has an extraordinarily long cock, reaching, when fully erect, almost all the way to the cleft between his pecs; actually, the shot was made from below, looking up, and his upper body was somewhat bent forward over his cock — actions that together make the tip of his cock look quite close to his chest.

This is the illusion of macrophallicity (noun macrophallicity ‘possession of a big dick’ < adj. macrophallic ‘having a big dick’ < noun macrophallus ‘big dick’; and note also the useful noun macrophallicism ‘veneration of big dicks’, denoting a characteristic preoccupation of American men).

To appreciate the illusion, consider the distance ∆g-c between your genital top (the top of your vulva if you’re a woman, the top of the base of your penis if you’re a man) and that spot on the lower border in #1 just a bit below the intermammary cleft, between your breasts / pecs. Torsos differ in length, of course, but mine is roughly the same as Johnny Torque’s, and ∆g-c for me is over a foot, which would give JT a truly world-class macrophallus. In fact, his cock is a standard porn cock, reported to be just over 7ʺ long.

Background: the intermammary cleft. From Wikipedia:

(#2) The intermammary cleft on a man (Wikipedia photo), an inconspicuous anatomical feature observable on my (very) many images of shirtless men on this blog

The intermammary cleft or intermammary sulcus or sulcus intermammarius is a surface feature of males and females that marks the division of the two breasts with the sternum (breastbone) in the middle. [I’d been thinking of it as the pectoral cleft]

Background: Johnny Torque, the name. Both parts excellent in a porn name.

On his first name, from my 6/8/15 posting “Guys in heat”:

The rest [of the porn names] are not remarkable, except of course for the aggressive Johnny Thrust. The name Johnny, in fact, seems to attract inventive last names: my files from previous postings have only one colorless Johnny, Johnny Parker, but otherwise it’s:

Johnny Rapid, Johnny Venture, Johnny Torque, Johnny Hazzard

So if you’re gay and in heat, look for Johnny.

And for that last name, from NOAD:

noun torque ‘a twisting force that tends to cause rotation’ (as in the act of screwing)

Background: Johnny Torque, the man. From Porn Base Central (“the free encyclopedia of gay porn”) on Johnny Torque:

real name Adam Vigil, born 10/25/88 in Oswego NY

started his porn career in 2009 and retired in 2016

body stats: 5ʹ9ʺ, 150 lbs, 7.1ʺ cut cock, lean swimmer’s body

sexwork stats: g4p, top, performed both safe and raw; also performed in straight porn

His actual, rather than fantasy, cock can be viewed in a p.r. shot for Next Door Studios on my XBlog, in which he’s displaying his body in a full frontal standing shot. Cropped version here:

(#3) He has a nice dick for a pornstar, but if folded up against his belly, it wouldn’t reach his navel, much less come close to his chest

Then Torque in action, fucking Bobby Hart in a scene from the Hot House flick Jockhole (2013), set in a boxing gym (again, cropped here):

(#4) Notable for the matched open-mouthed expressions — ferocity on the part of the fucker, ecstasy on the part of the fuckhole

Connor Kline. Coming across an image from Jockhole, with its entertaining portmanteau name (combining  jock and fuckhole, suggesting — correctly — that the flick is about jocks who like to be fucked) led me to the cover of the DVD, which shows versatile bottom hunk Connor Kline displaying his asshole. The full image is on AZBlogX; in this WordPress blog, I can’t show cocks, balls, or assholes, but here’s as close as I can get:

(#5) Kline is a big hunky guy, also an enthusiastic bottom and (as you will note from the tribute to Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way” tattooed on his broad shoulders) celebratorily queer; a huge contrast (on several dimensions) to g4p top Torque, with his smaller, leaner swimmer’s body

Born this/that way. Yet another turn on this random walk that started with Torque’s apparent macrophallicity. Kline’s tattoo is in fact a Lady Gaga logo, the logo for her song “Born This Way”. From Wikipedia:

(#6) Poster for the song, with the logo

“Born This Way” is a song by American singer Lady Gaga, and the lead single from her second studio album of the same name [released in 2011]. Written by Gaga and Jeppe Laursen, who produced it along with Fernando Garibay and DJ White Shadow, the track was developed while Gaga was on the road with The Monster Ball Tour. Inspired by 1990s music which empowered women and the gay community, Gaga explained that “Born This Way” was her freedom song.

So Kline’s tattoo is a tribute to Lady Gaga, and also his personal affirmation that he was born this way — by nature gay (in desire, in sexual practices, in association with sexual communities, as a matter of public identity), by nature a bottom by preference. It might also be a boast that nature gave him that big, attractive body. The boast that I think is the wry intention of this t-shirt (from JT’s Original T’s):

(#7) Possibly: don’t hate me because I’m gorgeous; it’s just the way nature made me

That interpretation is suggested by the fact that the shirt itself is pretty much as un-fabulous as you can get, not projecting anything gay or even playful (this color is asphalt; it also comes in dark heather and heather blue, neither of them significantly more showy than asphalt). It contrasts with dozens and dozens of gaudy defiant t-shirts with pride rainbow themes, like this simple number from TeePublic:

(#8) Queer by nature, fabulous by design

Gaga’s anthem begins:

“There’s nothing wrong with loving who you are”
She said, “‘Cause he made you perfect, babe”
“So hold your head up girl and you’ll go far,
Listen to me when I say”

I’m beautiful in my way
‘Cause God makes no mistakes
I’m on the right track, baby
I was born this way

First remarks on the lexicon. The sense of born this/that way is that of sense b of congenital. From NOAD:

adj. congenital: [a] (of a disease or physical abnormality) present from birth: a congenital malformation of the heart. [b] (of a person) having a particular trait from birth or by firmly established habit: a congenital liar.

The gloss ‘having a trait from birth’ in b is far too strong, even for some physical traits. We want to say that Connor Kline’s large-boned frame is congenital, but only manifested itself as a direction of devopment (similarly for my small-boned frame), and we want to say something similar about same-sex and other-sex desire, which aren’t literally present at birth but manifest themselves during development, where they are experienced as discoveries (counterposed to cultural expectations or aligned with and supported by them, of course, but still as discoveries).

The same-sex scenario here is the classic Born Gay story, which fits a great many people, though it turns out that there are other same-sex scenarios and other experiences of same-sex sexual associations, lots of them, so that the Born This Way slogan doesn’t resonate with some people the way it does with, say, me. But this is a topic for a separate posting.

Then there are the attempts to use being Born This Way as some kind of reasoned defense of homosexuality. Perhaps God makes no mistakes (in my snarky unbelieving fashion, I ask, How could you possibly know this?), but in individual cases nature goes awry in many ways, large and small. I don’t think that it’s because I was born that way, I can’t help it, that makes it fine for me to get off on fantasies of sucking cock and taking it up the ass (or, in days long gone, for me to perform these acts enthusiastically). I think all those acts are fine for me because there’s nothing wrong with them, period. Again a topic for a separate posting, but something has to be said here.

Lady Gaga sings her anthem in defiant reaction to frameworks of theorizing, ideology, and belief that take homosexual desires and practices to be symptoms of mental disease (a derangement of “natural” sexuality) or sin (a spiritual affliction, defying God and his word, possibly in obedience to Satan) — frameworks I believe to be not only indefensible but also profoundly wicked. Because of these ideologies, people in modern advanced nations went to prison for homosexual acts until very recently. People were driven from their families, had their lives ruined, were hounded to suicide. Plenty of them still live in the closet to some degree or another, for good reason.

Born This Way is an earnest attempt to counter homohatred based on Nature and God with an appeal to, yes, Nature and God. An appeal I think is misconceived, so I won’t be buying any of those t-shirts. This despite the fact that I was once the beneficiary of BTW, advanced on my behalf (by my stepmother Ruth’s daughter, who was battling the teachings of Ruth’s church that homosexuals were both sick and sinful). I do note that BTW, intended to be a vehicle for respect and acceptance, can easily be wielded instead for contempt and rejection — consider this long-ago event from the gay baths (reported on on this blog some time ago):

Men (married to women) arrive at the baths to be serviced by gay men before trooping on to the Super Bowl. A denizen of the baths accordingly sucks off one of these men, who says to the cocksucker contemptuously: “I know you can’t help it, you were born that way, but I’m no fag.” (Yes, I was that cocksucker.)

More on all of this in another posting. We’ve gotten from Johnny Torque’s apparent macrophallicity, through several twists and turns, to homophobic contempt at the gay baths, and that should be enough for today.


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