I have a bondage buddy who happens to be total sissy queen when it comes to anything involving the ballet. Sure, he’s kinky a hell, but he is also very “nelly” if you know what I mean. He even wears scarves and brooches and has a limp wrist and he calls people “darling” and (I swear this is true) he even carries his collection of ropes and gags around town in a Degas bag. For real!
So one day I was over at his place when I noticed a flier for the American Ballet Theater featuring this hunky stud of man-meat adorned with rope:
And when I asked about it, he tells me the guy is none other than Marcelo Gomes, one of the world’s most famous ballet stars (and he is smoking hot, just google him if you don’t believe me!)
Anyway, then last week I was reading The New York Times and I ran across a review for a ballet at the Joyce Theater in NYC called “Pilobolus” that was apparently inspired by the escape artistry of the great Harry Houdini in which the performers actually tie each other up with ropes and chains:
And I figured, bingo, I can do a blog posting about this! And yeah, it’s apparent that the ballet is totally about bondage now. Who would have guessed? Fags.