Jake Shears – Sidelineland

I try to restrain myself from controversial topics here. Sure, I’ll ponder the pleasures of wrestling kink and consider its connections to BDSM. I’ll examine the intuitive eroticism of gorgeous men crushing one another with nothing but their barely clad bodies. But I do my best (though often I fail) to avoid really sticky topics like politics and music. I brace myself for inciting someone’s rage if I ever venture into such subjective tastes that clearly do not unite us as a wrestling kink community.

But I simply can’t ignore the recent pics from Tetu of Scissor Sisters rocker Jake Shears that are popping up all over the internet. Homofantastic Shears is jaw dropping gorgeous in this photo shoot.

Full disclosure (bracing myself): I am a fan. In fact, I frequently listen to Scissor Sisters when I’m heading into a particularly trying day, which usually transforms me into someone fuck-it-all empowered, seriously-fuck-it-all eroticized, and ready to take no prisoners. Just this morning I was getting my full dose injection of Scissor Sisters, singing along to Music is the Victim.

They might not agree, but I think the band is populated by kindred spirits. The overt homoeroticism of Scissor Sisters is unapologetic and laced with more than a healthy dose of humor. Jake clawing at his own balls on stage stripped to his bikini underwear is highly motivating for me, and whatever it is, it’s flipping the same switch that goes off inside me when I see a muscled badboy cracked backward in an over-the-knee backbreaker getting his cock squeezed by his sneering opponent.

I’m not hugely into music, really. But an over the top homo male stripper hottie turned homoerotic disco rocker will always be able to grab me by the balls (in the good way).