So while out for a walk with the Terrible Hound yesterday evening, I came across (
fnarr fnarr) an actual bramble mag! Prior to this I would gave believed that in our age of smart-phone access for the under-10s the classic medium of hedge porn had long since ceased to exist, but there it was, a pristine copy of
British Bondage Boys, staring out of a low-growth of
Rosa pimpinellifolia right beside the beside the path, a traditionally thorny habitat if ever there was one. Not being 13, and not of a sexual persuasion that found the prospect of further images of the handsome-if-rather-unhappy young men on the cover particularly tempting, I left it for a more appreciative walker to find.
Anonymous philanthropic evangelist of anglocentric homosexual BDSM in printed form, I salute you! Anyone seen Gavin Leahy lately, BTW?
NB: If anyone here is collecting a full run of BBB, I'm afraid I didn't catch the issue number, but one of the two blond lads on the cover had a collar with really giant spikes, if that helps narrow it down.
