One of Bel Ami’s newest models, who’s stirring many a fluttering heart with breathless anticipation, is cover boy Dolph Lambert, a tall blond bombshell who easily makes the Adonis of Greek lore seem like just a flash in the pan. Once the AussieBum briefs slip from Dolph’s svelte hips Marty Stevens goes about digitally recording every bulge, curve and sinew of Dolph’s body for posterity. His sweet, innocent countenance can melt a stone into putty with those sexy blue-green eyes and kissable lips. His body should be chiseled into marble to be admired by all throughout the ages as the new Adonis.
Well-known models are duly represented as well. The most recognizable of the bunch who has a personality that jumps right out at us, Ethan Clarke, shows off his considerable wares in, of all places, a bathroom in South Africa. Marty can be quite innovative in posing his models as we watch Ethan morph from one pose to another, like squatting over a sink or standing on the countertop bent over looking out between his legs even while spreading his cheeks. Marty can also be quite a perfectionist as he suggests to Ethan, “Why don’t you lean into the [shower] door more?” “It’s actually a pretty painful edge,” Ethan whines. “You’ll survive and look great doing so.” We’re treated as well to an amusing view of Ethan being a tad vain as he checks out his photo snaps. The videographer catches him from behind squatting on his haunches and squinting at the small viewing window of Marty’s camera which is sitting on the countertop. Priceless!
Then there’s Troy Allen who displays his assets on the Brazilian set of “Piña Colada” where he shared an episode, and his derrière, with Brandon Manilow and Mark Aubrey. Troy is quite energetic as he approaches ejaculation, squirming about the bed sheets totally lost in his own private world during the wanking finale. No doubt inspired by Marty’s wearing of the skimpiest pair of black briefs during the shoot. Next, Luke Hamill, also in South Africa, stretches his smooth lithe body all over a couch before Marty snaps close-ups of his relaxed rosebud. It’s fascinating watching a photographer be up close and personal with a guy’s privates. Usually the bloke has a bemused expression on his face brought on by the embarrassing experience. Etienne Pauliac isn’t a stranger to this kind of experience, though, as he displays his attributes all over the bed during a studio cover shoot for the video “Red Hot Chili Sex”. His body is definitely “red hot” with a pair of smooth, well formed butt cheeks and thighs that can cook anybody’s “chili” to a boil.
The last of the familiar models, Benjamin Bloom, is another young lad who’s made a major impact on many a fan. How ironic to hear Marty saying, “I see a future for you here,” while putting him through his paces for a cover spread that appeared in an earlier issue of Mandate’s Bel Ami Magazine. Benjamin gracefully straddles a pair of leopard-skinned chairs in a variety of provocative poses. But our attention is riveted like laser beams to those particular poses showing his hindquarters in full open bloom with nary a wrinkle or pubic hair hidden from our gaze. Whether slobbering over his cute, tight little rosebud surrounded by tufts of hair that never see the light of day—rarely anyway—or admiring his dangling pink gonads with those small crinkly pubes sprouting out in all directions, many of us will find ourselves breathing hard and furious with intense craving requiring immediate relief.
The next group of lads came, conquered and departed, winning over our hearts in a shorter timeframe than a fruit fly’s lifespan before they disappeared forever, never to be seen again. The most memorable of these phantoms is Timothy Culkin, the spitting image of Macaulay. He latches onto our libidos from the minute his High Emotion underwear slides down his lower abdomen, slowly exposing a healthy batch of dark thick pubes. We’ll always remember the friendly little wink he throws our way as the camera slowly, and lovingly, glides down his body, mesmerizing us with the sight of his hirsute tushie with a thick growth of pubic hair growing out of the dark gorge between the cheeks. While wanking he lost hold of his pecker upon the first shot, but quickly regained control for the subsequent ejaculations. Thankfully we’ll always have the stills and this video snippet to rekindle our memories of this stunning young man who was in the prime of his sexual awakening.
The list seems endless of those who got away. There’s Tommy Jones with his long blond hair and equally bushy crotch; Ivan Schiffer, lying on a bedsheet of green apples, looking to everyone as the innocent babe with blond bangs; or baby-faced, sleepy-eyed Kipp Grodecki showing off an equally baby smooth tushie while stretching his torso across a baby-blue colored comforter. Then there’s Ryan Hurley, classically the handsomest of the bunch with a slender, well proportioned frame with a ready smile. The beefiest lad of all, Remy Tissier, not only has a friendly smile, but a body one would love to grab hold of so as to squeeze, fondle and … well, to have fun playing with throughout the wee hours of the night—and day.
Last, but not least, there’s a couple of prospective models who might return to tickle our fancies—maybe. Michel Wiik, with a frizzy head of hair, easily attracts attention to his abs, broad shoulders and lanky shanks, along with being drawn to his hypnotic gaze which refuses to let us go. Finally, there’s Jody Windsor, a Hungarian who looks as beautiful as the pictorial backdrop the photographer uses for the photo session. His boy-next-door looks, perky butt cheeks, and gangly, well toned body will garner attentive stares wherever he goes. In fact, being totally starkers in the great outdoors suits this lad well for he looks as natural as nature surely intended he be for our edification and enjoyment.
It would be extremely difficult to pick just one or two of these handsome young lads to be pin-ups on our walls. That’s why Bel Ami was nice enough to come out with the “Pin-ups: Blondes” DVD so we can sit and drool over all fourteen in just under two hours, without ruining our walls—except for the occasional testosterone splatter. It’s been said gentlemen prefer blonds and that blonds have more fun. Each one of us will have to find that out for ourselves. Wow, won’t that be fun. Less