Fratmen.TV had (most unfortunately) fallen off my radar, despite holding the distinct honor of being the first amateur gay porn site I ever visited, and being a long-time favorite. I feel like a damn fool for overlooking it for so long. Finding it again was like reuniting with a bunch of old fuck buddies: Pete, Ben, Josh (!!!) — they were all there waiting for me, like I never left.
Fratmen’s porno aesthetic is admirably singular: Clear, sunny clips and images of clean-cut straight boys jerking off. At first that might seem overly simple, but they do it with such precision they heighten it to another level.
You don’t find the inevitable “they start out straight … but end up as power bottoms” arc that happens on a lot of other sites (…not that there’s anything wrong with that — I could watch Bailey sit on a dildo over and over on SeanCody.com). There’s something about the lack of speculation that simplifies and aggrandizes the erotic dialogue.
What brought me back after so long was Carter. Their latest, he exemplifies their idealized Cali frat boy aesthetic: The fantasy offspring of Pierre Fitch and Jesse Metcalf, his eyebrows are as plucked as Jesse’s and cocksure smile are every bit as devilish as Pierre’s.