As much as we’d love to bring you a report about people having sex on jet skis, that’s not what this is about. Watersports means piss: people pissing on themselves, on each other, in glasses, in their pants, in public, in secret, for fun, for humiliation, and for the good ol’ feeling that comes when you really let loose with your juice.

By Rich McLean: Not all erotic manga is created equally. Sometimes the focus is on taboo feelings, like we saw last week with Taro Shinonome’s “Swing Out Sisters”. Other times the focus is on straight-up eroticism, like with this week’s title, “The Spirit of Capitalism”. So let’s get right into

Well, when I suggested I profile this movie, the kinfolk said, “Move away from there.” Because the great Kaiser Soze conundrum of our time is how to classify the fluid that comes out of women on porn sets–and, you know, in life. Luckily, “Liquid Gold 16″ is not about “female

Sometimes it feels like the interweb is filled with nothing but girls. Sure, chicks are fun and all—what with their sugar, spice and everything nicely waxed, coiffed, and implanted (or not)—but every once in a while you gotta wonder where all the dudes are. We here at Fleshbot wish to

Don’t bother trying to click on the English-language “Entry” link when you visit photographer Charles Mons’ site: the navigation for his sumptuous online portfolio of fur-clad and rope-bound fetish nudes doesn’t seem to have been translated yet. But once you find your way in, we’re sure you’ll have no problem

While photographer Anton Pavlov and his muse Molly seem to have the perfect working relationship producing “remarkable dysmophic sexual fictions” together (read: strange and sexy portraits involving things like latex, gas masks, rope, and piss play), things didn’t start off so idyllic when the two first connected a few years

At first glance, Miss Monologue’s blog doesn’t look any different from any of the other fifty quintillion online journals out there: she’s a simple Russian gal who enjoys photography, travel, flowers, and reading a good book. Then again, if you happen to catch her tagline at the top of the

When we had occasion to credit master photographer Gilles Berquet for his Torture Garden photo in yesterday’s post, we realized that we’d never posted about his work before in the entire history of Fleshbot (yes, all three and a half years’ worth)—his work has been so much a part of