We'll never know his name

Very nice, though I myself am not quite as impressed with his butt as the writer is.

For some reason, I think he's from Pennsylvania. Weird, I know - but I looked at him in that home and was immediately struck with that thought.

R2 is that a good thing or bad thing?

The photographer lived in Beverly Hills and the photos were taken in his home.

The writer sounds like a 75 year old chain smoking queen with frame Tom of Finland “art” covering every square inch of his one bedroom walkup.

More photos from Dr. Hull.

Street trade should always sit on a towel. That's Italian silk!

OP's guy could have been the model for this lamp, from another article on the same site as OP's picture.

But what lingers isn’t just beauty. It’s defiance. By posing again and again, he left behind proof that queer men existed in every era, even when the world tried to erase them. He showed that desire could be documented, preserved, and — eventually — celebrated.

His face and eyes are so endearing.

I just want to give him a hug before anything else.

The author is writing Ode on a Grecian Polaroid.

Questionable anal hygiene back in those days.

Some of the pictures don’t even look dated.

He’s beautiful

He peaked my interest like no other nude has in a while. I guess because I grew up in the 70s lusting after guys that looked like him. Hes gorgeous. That skin looks like you could lick it and taste caramel.

"He peaked my interest like..."

Oh, dear.

He's a pretty wonderful-looking muscle twink. I would have been great to see him smile, too.

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There are a lot of hot vintage nudes from those days:

R23 is perfection.