Eric B

Eric B. does not Facebook, Tweet or blog. He uses the internet to cruise for sex, like god intended. He has leopard print in every room of his house, save one. And he does not apologize

Eric: One of the joys of being a double Capricorn is the absolute certainty that everything has its proper place.
One of the agonies is when they're not in it. Like in this dump.

Let's just jump right in. The microwave cart? That's where your cheap pine breakfast counter with slide-under stools goes.

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Eric: With his last breath, our fairy godfather Oscar Wilde lifted his head off the pillow in his shitty apartment, took a look around and declared "Either that wallpaper goes or I do."

I totally understand. I could never get naked, much less dead, in a room where the walls look like embroidery, be it gros point, counted cross-stitch, turkey work, candle wicking, or whatever.
It's an easy fix -- primer, neutral textured paint, and you're done.

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Love the dude

Ted remarks:

Who cares about his room, the guy is superhot with a massive hotdawg!

Sat, 05/20/2017 - 21:22

Troll?

mans remarks:

The guy in this pic is totally trolling you. The arrangement looks just like the illustrated guy in one of the advertisements on your own site:
http://www.luriddigs.com/sites/all/themes/at_lurid/css/images/Lurid_left_firstfloorbanner_a.jpg

Sun, 05/21/2017 - 02:04

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Eric: As a double Capricorn, I must admit that I like it when a guy invites me to come over, and when I get there he's already naked. It's so efficient.

(History lesson: 'wanna come over?' is what used to be code for beer and unspecified sodomy long before 'Netflix and chill' came into usage. Then, as now, '...and hang out' = anal.)

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Art

Um, Kevin remarks:

Hard to believe you dismissed the poster as "large" and left it at that, Eric. The sweet "little" man and plaid chair are in pretty much exactly the same relationship as the Stepford wife and dining room chair in the poster. This isn't a personals ad, it's Art.

Wed, 02/22/2017 - 04:21

Knock and Cum On Our Door

Andy remarks:

The title of this one is pure genius. Jack, Janet and Chrissy would be so proud. Mr. Roper -- not so much. Thank you! :-)

Wed, 02/22/2017 - 09:20

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Eric: My hatred for shiny wooden walls is well-documented. Scroll waaaaaaaay back to "I Never Met A Mancave I Didn't Loathe" if you have the strength and/or you need a refresher.

Seriously, whitewash that shit. Then you have options-- gentrified rustic, industrial, country house, seaside charmer...

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Eric: Longtime readers will recognize that what I'm about to say, I've said before. If you're a new Digger, take notes. Otherwise, you might get sick of me repeating myself: As gay men, we have a moral obligation to teach each other and the rest of the world about flattering colors around which to be nude. These walls ain't it. They're giving me a sick headache, as the granny who originally furnished this room would have said.

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It's The Couch (or whatever that is)

PassingThrough remarks:

That vinyl yellow back seat from a junked-long-ago 1973 Duster (or a neighbor's old boat?) doesn't belong in a room otherwise sporting "Eastern-ish" cha cha. I'm almost certain, it gets pulled out of the garage and placed there, once fluffing is completed, and its off to the Tunnel Bar. (because you never know!)

Which this scene brings to mind...I haven't been able to score in over 4 years now. Whatever why, for petesakes? Low sunspot activity?

Sat, 06/25/2016 - 19:23

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