Welcome to the first entry of my new feature, Bobo's Secret Studs, in which I challenge conventional fag wisdom and definitively declare some heretofore widely-regarded-as-unhot person to be, in fact, actually totally hot.
The fellow I am about to so catapult has been a screen actor for forty years now, and although he is defs past his prime, he is still totally Secret Stud Status-worthy. One of the best things about this Secret Stud is that, after a very nudity-heavy breakout role in the late 60s, he had a late-career renaissance in the 90's stuffed with awesome nudity, including two surprising romantic leads and another lead role in which he played a naughty cop who liked to masturbate into the car windows of terrified Bridge-and-Tunnel girls.
Find out who I'm talking about after the button pressy thingy!
IT'S HARVEY KEITEL!It's funny, when I was looking for pics to put up for the big reveal I considered leading with some nudie pics from the aforementioned films featuring Naked Keitel Action (in case you were wondering, they are: "Who's That Knocking at My Door", "The Piano," "Holy Smoke," and "Bad Lieutenant" aka "Naughty Cop") but then I saw this breathtaking shot from "Reservoir Dogs" and...I JUST KNEW. It had to be this pic. Look at that beautiful mug. If James Dean had been a hardbitten, streetsmart Polish Jew from Brooklyn and had lived long enough to put on a sexy paunch and a few crags and furrows and wasn't just generally such a pretty boy twink, he'd look a lot like this...only not as hot.
I mean, have you ever seen anything stubbier, slabbier, or just plain manlier than this?
I can't even tell you how many grainy black+white "Bad Lieutenant" ads from the NYTimes movie section I tore out and proceeded to soil when I was thirteen. And isn't his crazy musculature like something out of a Michaelangelo? As with that Great Fey's subjects, it's almost impossible to tell where the rock-hard muscle ends and the aged-flab begins. Call me crazy, but it is exactly that kind of ambiguity that is THE ESSENCE OF WHAT IT IS TO BE A MAN.
Harvey Keitel's rapey copper from "Bad Lieutenant" and his tender burrito-baring half-Maori from "The Piano" were pivotal objects of desire in my coming-out years. It was a rude awakening to discover that I was virtually alone in my appreciation, that other gays at the time thought Harvey Keitel was a nasty old flab-bag and that according to them I was just being WILLFULLY PERVERSE for saying he was the SINGLE HOTTEST MAN who ever walked the earth.
Well, now that I am part of a breakout TEAM BLOG with middling-to-moderate ratings, I'm getting THE LAST LAUGH. Harvey Keitel will now forever be remembered as THE FIRST of BOBO'S SECRET STUDS, and the Brewer Twins and other more conventional faglust objects of the 90's will remain mere footnotes to fey history, relegated to the role of ironic adornments to kitschy fag websites like this one.
(Headline image shamelessly ripped from Gay Porn Blog)
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