The day of the event was a huge rush, we had shoots I was involved in as well as trying to dress the venue, meet the models, get the outfits sorted (although that didn't take too long, lol!)
Myself, Paddy, Dan and Justin are now in the club waiting 11.00pm hit and
the whole day was worth it!!! Everything came together as the Lo Profile quickly started to fill up; fun and festivities began and everyone seemed to having a great time!
The picture requests came rolling in and as the night moved on nobody
could move for the amount of people eager to meet the guys, we even had our own bed in the club which as you can imagine everyone was waiting for an invite to lay on!
One of the best Englishlads nights so far special thanks to Kerry from Lo Profile for making it all run so smoothly.
This was the first time that myself and the lads have gone to Manchester Pride and it was a fantastic experience completely different from Brighton a few weeks before. We based ourselves at Manto's bar (thank you to all of them for making us feel so welcome) and we set upon Canal Street to enjoy some of the fun it had to offer; I can tell you the northern lads really know how to have fun!! Massively different to Brighton in the respect that the main parts of the day were based in all the bars which literally are all in that neat little row making it very easy for us to pop in and visit everyone. We tried our hand at Pole Dancing in one of the bars, think we need a bit more practice! So all in all I left London with Justin at 8am and got back at 11.30pm, we all had a great day check out some of the photo's.
Thanks Manchester, see you next year, Zack
What a day!! Well I say a day; I started on the Saturday morning but didn’t get home until the following Tuesday.
Don’t ask as this is all I remember...
We started off the Saturday morning in Manto Bar on Canal Street, which used as a base for signing brochures, meeting fans and members of English Lads; some of which I now have a soft spot for, and after a few drinks one or two treated themselves with a cheeky handful of our packs, which to be honest I didn’t mind at all.
Once the typical northern rain calmed and the sun came out, we ventured out into the crowds on the main street, by which time the Pride street parade was just drawing to an end. Just like Brighton Pride there were plenty of photos, sweet kisses, and cheeky gropes. I found that Manchester comes out of it shell more once the drinks start kicking in, as they came across as all shy at first and then BANG NO MERCY! They will get there kiss, picture or anything else they want from you! I loved it!
This time round we didn’t manage to get to the main stage or see any of the headlining acts as time just seemed to fly by, but we did get to meet some great people and have such laugh. As much as I love going to most of the pride events across the UK, I have always found that Manchester Pride is one of the best. Not only does it have countless amounts of beer tents and venues with great vibes, there is also plenty of hot talent too.
Thank you to all the members that we met, as it was great for us to actually meet you guys too. If we didn’t see you at one of the pride events this year I’m sure we will meet at another up and coming event very soon. Danny
Thank you to James Wilkinson for hanging around with the lads and taking the photos below.
In furtherance of this site’s support for British science and technology, Chuck Dixon sat down for a conversation with EnglishLads’ own photographer-in-chief, Dr. Nick.
Chuck: Nick, we’ve come to you as EnglishLads’ resident expert. Just to give our readers an idea, how many ejaculations have you filmed over the last few years?
Dr. Nick: God, Chuck, I haven’t added them up, and anyway, each guy is special in his own way. But to give a rough calculation, having filmed about 3 shoots a week, 2 cum a shoot, for 8 years, over 2500. Oh, and that doesn’t include the duos, so what, does it make it something like 3000?
Chuck: That’s a hell of a lot of spunk. What are the particular challenges you have as a photographer in capturing all that splooze on film?
Dr. Nick: Well, cum travels at around 28 mph when it leaves the cock head, so even with the super fast shutter speeds cameras we have today, catching the shower just as it leaves the knob sometimes is more a matter of luck than skill.
Some of the guys are worked up enough, too, when they come in and don’t give much of a warning – not that I’m not watching pretty damned close.
Chuck: Do you ask the guys to hold off before they do a film shoot?
Dr. Nick: Yeah, I ask them not to cum for a few days before the shoot so they’ve got that edginess. Quite a few have said that it’s a real problem, not just that they get incredibly spiky, but their girlfriends begin to ask why they haven’t screwed them every day like usual.
Chuck: Do you think that having a guy hold off for a while increases the amount of jizz he shoots?
Dr. Nick: I know it does. Hell, their nuts are working overtime at that age anyway. They say that the average guys shoots about 1-2 teaspoons of ball-juice each time, but I’d say our guys are way above average on that score.
Chuck: Let’s get down to the nitty-gritty, then. Were there any particular models that stood out in the spunk volume department?
Dr. Nick: God, yes, check out James Nichols, Andy Lee and Callum Stuart on the site. Well worth seeing, purely as a matter of scientific research, of course.
Chuck: So, how much volume-wise does the average guy shoot over a lifetime?
Dr. Nick: I understand that guys will shoot something like 14 gallons, enough to fill a petrol tank. I’d say those guys, however, would easily fill a petrol tanker.
Chuck: Well, many thanks for answering our questions. I hope we can come back to you another time for your expert views.
Once again just like Brighton Pride 2010 we pulled off an amazing day with the weather! When we arrived in Brighton it was drizzling and grey and then from about 11:30 it brightened up and the sun came out and stayed with us most the day! That was just the first of a plethora of great points from the day, the Brighton Pride production team were amazing and within a few minutes of entering the park we were all issued with backstage passes and as much help as we needed (thanks Andy!)
As the first Brighton Pride where an entry fee was charged I can safely say it has had no effect on the attendance or sheer buzz of the event. So Paddy O'Brian, Dan Broughton, Justin Harris, Jay Hall and I set upon the Pride Park to attend to business and boy is that what we did!! Pictures, USB giveaways, promotion booklets, which every one wanted signing and with more walking than the Duke of Edinburgh award those backstage passes sure did come in handy.
It was a pleasure to meet those of you who came I hope you enjoyed the day. Zack Elliot.
Wow!! What a day at Brighton Pride for us guys. It was up early on the Saturday morning, travelling from London down to Brighton, and I was still very sore from the GYM session with Zack the night before. As we arrived into Brighton Station, it was straight across the road to the Queens Head pub to strip out of our clothes, and stencil on the English Lads logo - oh, and a cheeky pint may have passed our lips to get us going! By this point there were crowds of people stood outside the pub looking through the windows sneaking a peek at us lads in very little clothes!
As we hit Preston Park the Sun was shinning, the beers were flowing and there was a white wash of camera flashes from every direction. We spent most of our time in the middle of the crowds as this was where it was most fun.
Sun, alcohol, and surrounded by people that are grabbing your cock does cause the occasional hard on, so some got quite a bit more than what they bargained for.
We chilled out back stage 'when we could get away', and mixed with some of the celebs such as Alexandra Burke, and Joe McElderry, but we just really freshened up and got straight back out into where the main action was. The whole thing was amazing, and big thanks to the event organisers, production team who looked after us, and not forgetting the huge EnglishLads fans. Dan Broughton.
If anyone has any photos from the day that they would be happy for us to add here please contact me through the contact us page. Thank you to Sam Stephenson for his photos of the guys walking around (the last 7 of the ones below). nick
I was halfway across the Heath when I realised that my back teeth were beginning to float. Peter’s Dad had taken all of us off to the pub after our last match of the season and bought us a few pints. As I headed home I was a bit buzzed and suddenly I realised I had to take a piss, bad. It was late afternoon, people about, but up ahead was a small wood that looked convenient for a piss break. I half-ran up the hill, shirt in hand, the studs of my football boots digging into the soft soil. Ducking under the branches, I slipped into the middle of the small wood, dappled sunlight hitting my bare shoulders. I stopped and looking around quickly I pulled my dick out, looping the elastic of my shorts and my jock down around my balls.
God it felt good; my bladder emptied itself in one strong, long, steady flow that arched out from my cock-head to splatter into the leaves a good yard in front of my spread legs. I pissed for two minutes straight before the flood began to turn into a stream and then a dribble; relief!
I had shaken off and was about to tuck my cock back into my shorts when I suddenly heard a cough. Standing not five feet in front of me was a guy about my age, his eyes fixed on the prick I held in my hand. With a smile he then looked me in the eye. “Nice one you got there,” he said matter of factly, like it was the most normal thing in the world to comment on a guy’s equipment. “You needed that piss,” he added, his grin getting wider. “Need it sucked?”
I guess I just sort of gaped at him for a second, my hand holding my dick. I hadn’t seen or heard him as I ducked into the trees; the urgency of my bladder overriding everything else. I didn’t mean to hesitate or anything.
It’s not like I’d ever let a guy do me before. He took it as an invitation, however, and swiftly came over to stand beside me. “Yeah, a real nice one,” he said, licking his lips. I knew there were plenty of cock suckers on the Heath. The guys and me used to laugh and joke about it when we noticed them standing around watching us play. But suddenly, shit, I was tempted. Probably the beer in me got my guard down, but I could feel the weight of spunk in my balls.
The wood was silent, breathless; The guys would tell you - on the pitch, I don’t hesitate, don’t accept the head fake. But now, shit, I continued to hesitate, saying nothing, doing nothing. The guy dropped to his knees in the leaves. Grabbing my hips he swallowed my dick in one expert gasp.
If my mind was still hesitating, my dick didn’t. Shit, Maxine had been with her parents in Dorset all that week, so I hadn’t had any. My cock went from soft to hard in a flash as I felt the guy’s lips drop around my shaft, his tongue twirling and licking. I finally sort of woke to what was happening. “What the fuck you doin’?” I asked, trying to pull back. The guy kneeling beneath me looked up, not letting my dick escape from his mouth, his eyes answering me - ‘What the fuck do you think I’m doing?
I’m sucking you off.’ It felt good. Damn good. I let him continue, my hips beginning to get into the motion.
He knew what he was doing, that was for sure. As I began to face fuck him, driving my hardon down his neck, he took it easily. Damn good cocksucker, my nuts slapping his chin as I plunged in and out. It didn’t take long. Hell, once I got started, I wanted to get my gun, and he wanted to take it. My knees felt like jelly as the lust built in my balls, and then I was cumming, shooting great slimy silver wads of spunk down his throat.
Gasping, my knees trembling, I grabbed the big branch that hung low in front of me to prevent myself from falling. The guy let my softening prick slip from his lips with a big smile. Wiping his chin with the back of his hand where my cum had dribbled down, he stood up, unhooked my jock and shorts from around my now emptied balls and then pulled them up. With a wink and a grin he turned and left me there, hanging onto that branch, balls lighter than they’d been in quite a while.
Chuck Dixon, August 2011
Chuck is going to write the odd erotic story for us, feel free to send us your ideas or even stories. The photographs below are some I took on Hampstead Heath in summer 2003 just as we were setting up EL and this seemed like a perfect use of Mark's photos! Nick
Wednesday 3rd of August was a very warm day here just outside London and for most people the thought of sitting in a car all day when the temperatures were hitting twenty nine degrees would be their worst nightmare! However make that car a range rover sport hse and the driving on a 4x4 off road track and things get a little bit different.
Well that’s what I did, through water, mud and rock I (Zack Elliot) put this fantastic piece of machinery through its paces it's truly remarkable what those things can do from being supported by two wheels to leaning over at a 60 degree angle.
I genuinely thought the car was going to roll over!!! My instructor spurring me on convincing me that it was ok (i didn’t believe him) but it was all fine I didn't crash… too much!
I had a brilliant day out!
Check out the pictures below.... I even got a certificate :-) way better
than a swimming badge!
A friend of mine is going to pen the odd erotic story for us and from time to time we will add these right here to our blog. The first one probably in about a week. In the meantime we are going to include some of Chuck’s random distractions as he pen’s out his erotic masterpiece, first one here:
EnglishLads, isn’t it about time you did something to support British science? I mean, everyone knows that Britain needs to increase its support of the basic sciences, whether that’s engineering, chemistry, pharmaceuticals, medicine or whatever. Hey, everyone has to do their part, even EnglishLads!
Well, what about doing some model recruiting at engineering colleges or the like? Science and medicine are expensive courses, and I am sure the students there could do with an extra bob or two to pay for their new, higher fees; especially if you gave it a scientific spin. Like, is there a relationship between cock size and the size of hands and feet? You’d need a large sample size, but that’s what EnglishLads is good at, three times a week! Lots of young men might be willing to give their all in the name of scientific research.
And of course, once a young man’s cock is up, there is only one sure way of making it go down!
Anyway, my thought for the day. Keep up the good work.
Chuck Dixon
I thought its time I better introduce myself and give you a little in sight into the reason for getting into the Adult Industry. Formally, a lot of people know me as Danny Broughton - Mr. Gay UK with 'the boy next door looks' and that stigma has kind of stuck with me.
However, since then I have been doing some big brand modelling across the fashion spectrum and keeping a relatively quiet life, until now.
To be honest I’ve been getting bored of the still tease poses in the magazines and I have toyed with the idea of getting into the Adult Industry for sometime now, developing from the fantasy idea to now a reality.
The idea of having sex with someone that you had only met an hour or two earlier can be a little daunting, but also a real turn on. Yes, I have had my kit off for shoots for the general gay magazine market but never anything frontal etc, but nothing I have experienced before can prepare you for some hot sex filmed on camera. My first scenes for English Lads were admittedly nerve racking to start with, but the more I got into it the more I forgot about the cameras, and that's when the chemistry really starts. me getting dirty with Justin; I guess the best viewing for you watching.
I'm really turned on by the mischievous Straight Lad, or the curious Bi Boy, and working with English Lads allows me to work with not only with some of the countries best talent, but also allows me to fulfil my own dirty fantasies.
So who is on my “to do” list; well actually lots of them, would like them all gathered round me so I can just gorge myself all at once, though I guess I may have to see if I am lucky enough to have a few of them one at a time!
On Thursday 9th December we are hosting a Christmas Party at The Yard Bar in Soho and will have five of the lads there. So if you would like to come and meet any of the lads including Zack Elliott, Bailey Morgan, Andy Lee, Lance Rowen and Dan Carver then you know where you need to be.
If you would like to come meet and get access to the fun in the VIP area then email Zack to be entered into the draw for VIP tickets. Check out the promotion flyer below for more details.
You are welcome to just come along on the night to the general bar area, otherwise if you’d like to chat to the lads and benefit from the other things we are doing in the VIP area you need to apply for a VIP ticket; just enter the draw, details on the flyer below.
I discovered Matt Hughes back in the summer of 2006 and he had never previously done a photo shoot let a lone one without his clothes! In about my second email exchange with Matt he text me a photo of himself in his bedroom wearing a fluorescent “high vis” jacket and nothing else. I still have that photo on my phone and below a “decent” version of it still soft!
His cock was out on view and even when soft I remember thinking "bloody hell, what must that be like hard!" If you look closely at the photo you can also see his biking leathers, those went on to feature in his first ever adult shoot that we did back in the summer of 2006. At this time Matt didn't believe he was much bigger than every one else! In those early days that was one of his endearing qualities; he had something very few people have and was kind of flattered and proud to show it to the world!
One of our members mentioned this recent article to me so I thought you may all enjoy the read. Check out the headline on the front cover; I think there are plenty of gay men who would have him!" Nick.
Shown with permission of Love It magazine - loveitmagazine.co.uk
The morning of Saturday 7th August started as a big adventure as myself (Zack Elliot) and three other EnglishLads models Justin, Bailey and Andy embarked upon our journey from London to Brighton; we arrived and came across a pub ideal for us to get changed, have a quick refreshment and get our logo's stencilled on.
The bar staff were quite delighted to have 4 semi naked hunks in their pub as the hoards of people came off the train and quickly filled the place to watch the goings on!
We boosted their early morning trade a little! Within the first 5 minutes of being in Brighton the photos began; little did we all realise the demand that was about to take place!
As we entered Preston Park we found ourselves with people queuing to have there photos taken, Andy and Bailey were blown away with the response, including the local police team wanting a cheeky snap!
The day just got better and better as the sun shone and the park filled with more and more people after what felt like our 10,000th picture request and our second box of flyers we decided it was probably time to head back to London not without stopping off to see our favourite bar staff for a quick snack!
So four very tired models boarded the train all eager to have a little sleep, but that was not to be as more fans on the train wanted a quick last minute snap. The lads worked really hard and I have to say I expected them all to run home for bed, to my shock when we arrived back in London the guys clearly weren’t ready to go home and had grown quite fond of walking around with their tops off.
At this point I thought there is only one thing we can do; so we descended upon Soho for round two of pictures, drinks and fun. Great day had by all and I know that all of us can't wait for the next pride event; Andy has already called me asking when the next one is!
So maybe Cardiff needs to watch out on the 4th of September because EnglishLads might be crossing the border!
If you have any photographs taken on the day with the models and you are happy for them to appear here please email zack@ then just add englishlads.com
When I started Englishlads at the end of 2003 the website was just about photo sets of models. Fairly quickly after launch people had asked for us to do videos of the models and so the initial idea back in early 2004 was to start putting a video camera on a tripod and filming the photo shoot. This was a voyeuristic look into what I do, not to every ones’ taste but many people seemed to like it.
Though much of the feedback from our members requested us to also film our models as well as do photo shoots. So by about mid 2004 we started doing separate photo shoots and videos and along this time we stopped filming the photo shoots.
Quite recently it occurred to me it might be worth returning back to filming the photo shoots to add as bonus content to those who like a bit more of a “behind the scenes” feel on their favourite models.
I think the main reason I haven’t contemplated this before was the extra work load of filming, editing and writing about another update each week! But anyway I am going to give it a go and see if we can start to add these on a regular weekly basis.
On the first one with Jay Hall we have added a few photos into the video so you can see the photo I was shooting about the same time in the video!
There are a few photos below of this unique place we go to during the summer so we can take some promotion photos and occasionally we do an actual shoot on a private part of the beach!
Back in early June I took four lads to Spain for some outdoor shoots. One of the shoots we did was with Callum; I wanted that ideal shot of him with a little bit of water lapping around and him dripping in the sunshine. The sea and sky were really striking that day and there was just a gentle breeze, but there was quite a swell, not just in Callum’s shorts, but the sea was really quite rough.
This is ideal for the shot I wanted as every few minutes a bigger wave came along and through up some water. Though little did I know there was a whopper on its way and as I took some more shots of Callum I could see this wave come up on him and tower over him… the next minute he is knocked off his feet and swept out to sea about 20 meters, all in the space of seconds!
As all this happened the wave hit me and I was also covered from head to toe! So after this dousing we retreated to the beach.
This time we did some naked shots, luckily we were on a naturist beach so no one took too much notice, but about 30 meters away was a group of four lads who were taking a keen interest in watching Callum and as we retreated to a private part of the cliffs to finish the photos I noticed three of the lads all had a lot of blood flowing and were not afraid of showing it off! Poor Callum didn’t know where to look, though this str8 lad doesn’t seem to mind entertaining!
After all this we went back the next day and did some shots with all four lads; the sea was just as rough and the guys seemed to love being thrown around in the waves.
