Homo.nl

Live cams have become many people’s favorite way to consume porn. It feels more intimate and personal when a performer can respond to you. The audience becomes an actor of sorts, and the fourth wall breaks down. You are no longer only watching porn; you are taking part in that shit.

As the cam show developed, texting became only one of many ways to connect with streamers. My favorite shit these days is remote-controlled sex toys. At the press of a button, I can send a bitch into ecstasy. I’m jealous! I want someone to do that for me - I’m too busy writing for you dumb fucks to do live cam shows. So I’m stuck with only me and my hand all day.

There are many cam sites out there, and it can be hard to find quality streams. I hear that since quarantine, everybody and their grandpa have been trying to make a quick buck flashing cock (I wouldn’t know, I have been busy checking out fresh pussies). It’s a cornucopia of cornholing. A buffet of butt sex. A dump truck of cum sluts. I can’t imagine what you would do had you been born two hundred years ago. Perhaps you would spend every day crying, wishing you could watch an unlimited river of porn pass by.

If that sounds like you, it’s time for you to say hello to Homo.nl. The homos on Homo are dedicated to the springing up of boners worldwide. Porn stars already sit on a pedestal. These gents are trying to do the climb, so I bet they are on their grind.

Homo does not start you off on the homepage. The initial screen is primarily blank, with only five live performers displayed. Choose one, and you are taken to the main website. You will get a few minutes free to watch before you have to switch people or sign up.

Once you are signed up, you’re able to access the complete list of available fags. Joining is free. They use a coin-based system that allows you to pay performers as a tip or get a private show. Plenty of people are live at all times of day and night. So no matter when that boner strikes, there will be someone available to attend to it.

Once you get to the home page, you will see a list of live performers shown along with a headshot. There is a menu on the left to filter results into tags. Lucky for you, this includes an interactive toy category. Take control of that fags, asshole!

The Important Shit

Once you make a selection, the stream loads quickly. Along with the video player, a short bio pops up. You can see the person’s age, build, ethnicity, what they are willing to do, and, of course, cock size, among other things. In addition, every man whore writes up a short about-me along with turn-ons and turn-offs. Some performers also have a photo gallery for you to peruse.

The mobile live category shows people available for streaming on your phone. They are not listed as live but as available to call for a private show—what a perfect way to pass the time on that NYC subway.

There is also the option to sext with people. If you don’t have the time to dedicate to a good jerk, you can keep the fun going throughout the workday on your phone. Keep an eye out for the boss. And if you get in trouble, tell them I sent you.

Who’s Online?

Let us pop in on a few of these streams. And since they are not professionals, I’ll change the names. When I arrived at “James” stream, he was sitting on his couch, thrusting into the air. His energy was almost tangible. The dude looks like he loves to party. Anyone rubbing their nipples that much loves to party. He seems to be having too much fun, so I wouldn’t bother him with a private show.

“Steve” was looking like a douche in his profile picture. Ripped muscles, thin chops, and an acute triangle for a goatee. You fags love that shit. He was significantly less done up on his stream, which I appreciated. This guy refers to himself as a stud, so I’m moving on.

“Derrik” was hanging out, sucking on a finger with his pants unbuttoned when I arrived. He skipped a lengthy bio and went with a wealth of profile pictures instead. Some of the more risqué shots require spending some coins, but the free ones were gay enough.

It was finally time for a private show. Derrik claimed to have a big penis, and I must admit he’s right. The things I do for you fucks. Despite my protest, he whipped that thing out and started jerking. From a pure form standpoint, I was impressed with his stroke. Derrik said I would have to pay extra for a cum shot, but I politely declined. Save that for a real fag.

I Fucking Hate Twinks

Ali looked like an annoying twink from the get-go. Twinks annoy the shit out of me. Somebody get this man an attentive father. I want to wipe the smile off this guy’s face with a dropkick. How does one get so pale, Ali? Go outside and play a sport, bitch.

I still wanted to find a proper twink because I know you fags eat that up. “Noah” was going for the badass look by smoking in his profile pic. He had a bit of facial hair, which twinks usually skip. I could pick this dude up and throw him into the wall, but he is not as much of a bitch as Derrik.

For such a small guy, his cock was surprisingly large. It would have made your gay asshole quiver. I could deal with his nipple clamps, but I drew the line at his bleached asshole. He also had such a skinny ass; I bet he bucks when he has a penis in his poop chute.

“Reeves” appeared as a regular guy. Twenty, average build, short beard, and short hair. He was lounging in bed in his briefs and a T-shirt. It was all a very guy-next-door that wants to fuck your ass vibe. I knew the peen would either be unassuming or a giant can of Arizona tea.

It was a giant can of Arizona tea. My butthole almost detached from my body and ran away. I fear if he came, his dick might burst open like one of those ready-made biscuit dough packages. Good for you, champ. Even I have to say that’s an impressive piece.

“Val” was doing the unbuttoned leather jacket and whitey tighty look on his main picture. Bold. His smile said he had done some foul shit in life. Like, have a group of escaped fugitives run a train on him. He was twink adjacent, but I won’t give him the label. I didn’t want to punch his face in, but I would push him off a sidewalk.

“Jay” was my favorite performer of the evening. He was smiling, laughing, and generally having a great time. His pecks were popping out of a primarily undone button-up. I imagine that makes a fag feel like me when I see some fat titties. He had an energy that said he would take the time to figure out exactly how to make a dude cum. I must sacrifice another piece of myself and get a private show.

Don’t Fire That Hog at Me

I asked him to do whatever he felt. Once again, he had a hog on him. In some horrific twist of fate, are fags getting all the giant penis? That’s fucked up. Let alone for me, what about all the thirsty sluts of the world? So much pussy is being deprived of a solid gape. At that point, I spent the rest of my coin convincing this guy not to cum for me. Best money I ever spent in my life. I’ve already been to Yellowstone and seen a geyser before, sir.

While dodging cum shots, I found some shit that needed correcting on Homo. What performers are willing to do should be made clearer. Some just want to talk with their shirts off, and others want to show their buttholes. Who is who would be great to know. It’s going to take me a lot of work to repress what I’ve witnessed today.

Homo is a leader in the world of gay live cams. I didn’t see any uglies floating around, and there is somebody for anybody. Turn off that passive porn and get in on the action.