boo!!! the masked issue 2015 is almost ready!!!

Here’s a sneak peek at the upcoming masked Nude Guys featured in this oh so favorite issue. Spooky sexy as we like to say. This PDF issue will be available October 31st just in time for All Hallows Eve! We will post the new cover issue very soon.

Issue 02 volume 09 is finally here!

This issue if jammed packed and full of sexy fur! Its beards, boners and body hair. Get yours today!!Aprilissue2015cvr

It’s finally here everyone…

The new issue of Handbook. We are now on a more relaxed schedule with our issues and we are happy to have this first one ready for action! If you’re a fan of hot “PUPS” this ones for you! And, hey, even if you’re not a “pup” fan just look at how sexy these three guys are. As always,,,ENJOY!Issue01Vol5cvr

It’s here boys! The popular Masked Issue 2014…

OCT2014cvrFor all of you sexy and spooky ghouls, the Masked issue is available. This issue  is packed full of fur and muscle. You can smell the testosterone on each page…well sort of. This October issue is always such a fan favorite and it gives our Nude Guys the opportunity to have some real fun. So do yourself a favor and order this one today!  BWAH HA HA!

Issue 02 / volume 08 2014 is here!

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We are so proud to announce our latest issue available now! Cover Nude Guy Drew B. has got all the right stuff to make this issue one of our best. Along with Thomas and Klaus, how could you not want this one! Order yours today and thanks for being a Handbook Man! Enjoy!

Limited cover image prints are now available

Handbook images are timeless, sexy and iconic. The men who love Handbook love all kinds of men and appreciate the male form, in all its glory. We have decided to honor our publication by offering a limited number of cover images for you to enjoy in your home, office or wherever you keep your Handbook! Each image is sized at 11″ X 14″ and are printed on beautiful Archival Fuji Crystal matte paper. We are offering each print at a limited edition of 10.

Portraits by Darren Ankenbauer. Signed and numbered
Please allow 7-10 business days for shipping.

Blast from the Past…

The following three Nude Guys were featured in the issue 01 / volume 06 issue of Handbook released January 2012. If you don’t’ have this one yet it is now available at a discounted price of $6. enjoy!

Walk On The Wild Side – Easy Coast Cruising

Heres a submission from Issue 01 / Volume 05, January 2011

Do you suck? by Matt James

I blinked in disbelief. Could I be reading this correctly? Three hand-scrawled words on a piece of toilet paper passed beneath the divider between two men’s room stalls that read simply… Do you suck? I couldn’t comprehend such a blatant and daring expression of sexuality. Of gay sexuality. Of nameless, faceless gay sexuality. And how could I? I was barely 12 years old. I’d snuck my parent’s copy of the groundbreaking—yet terribly misinformed—1969 sex manual, Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex (But Were Afraid to Ask) off the bookshelf in our living room and had ensconced myself, and my burgeoning desires, safely in my childhood bedroom. With a voracious curiosity, I devoured every page paying especially close attention to the chapters on gay sex. One particularly memorable passage describes a “typical” encounter in the men’s room of a bowling alley. No names. No introductions. No small talk. Just… Do you suck? Now I’d been in the men’s room of our local bowling alley and had found nothing sexy about it. The locker room at the Y? That I found sexy. The men’s room at Rockaway Lanes? Not so much. Still, as confusing as I found the story, at least it was something. And what it was was my first exposure to what I’d later learn to be called cruising. It was also my first lesson in one of life’s great truths. Namely, that sex, or the potential for it, is everywhere. If you know where to look.
Not long after that, I caught a story on the local evening news about the NYC health department cracking down on sex clubs in Manhattan. A cameraman and reporter were on location outside a club called the Mineshaft a few days before it was shut down. Of course, they weren’t allowed in. But the few seconds of footage they did manage to capture of the leather-clad doorman was all that was needed to plant a seed of intrigue in my brain that would last a lifetime. I distinctly recall, at 14, feeling devastated that I’d never get to visit. The closest I ever got to the Mineshaft was when my high school friend, Mike, who worked at a video rental store, brought home the movie, Cruising. Filmed on location in New York’s Meatpacking District, which was home to the Mineshaft and several places like it, it laid bare, unflinchingly, a world with its own rules, dress code, language and symbols. Even its own morality. In one scene, the detective played by Al Pacino is harshly admonished for sporting a yellow hanky even though he just “likes to watch.” In another scene, he’s ejected from Precinct Night at a bar, because his attitude isn’t sufficiently authoritative. Determined to find whatever was left of that world, it soon became clear to me that, just like Lou Reed sang, “New York City’s the place where they say, Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side.” By the time I moved to New York, much had changed since the pre-AIDS days depicted in Cruising. Still, there was a sexy vibe to the city that has been gentrified away in recent years. What is now Hudson River Park with its landscaped bike paths and concession stands used to be an abandoned waterfront. Several decrepit piers jutted out into the Hudson off the West Side Highway, from Christopher Street up to 14th street. A couple of the piers were easily accessible. People rode bikes, smoked weed and sunbathed there. The atmosphere was decidedly PG-13. Frisky but friendly. However a few of the piers were fenced off by the city for being unsafe. Of course fencing off a space in what is already historically a cruising spot just offers additional protection from cops and looky-loos. So, that’s where the action was. I remember once watching a man vacuum pumping his cock, giving a show to a group of curious onlookers. A few blocks north from there on Gansevoort Street in the now-tony and barely recognizable Meatpacking District used to sit a row of parked trucks. During the day they were used to transport merchandise from nearby warehouses and factories. At night they were left open. Guys would cruise the dark, narrow spaces between the trucks and fuck and suck the night away in the empty freight containers on their way to or from the bars nearby. One of those bars, the Eagle’s Nest, was at the corner of 21st St & 11th Avenue. At night, and especially after bar-closing hour, the block of 22nd St between 10th & 11th became popular for cruising. Guys would have sex in doorways and parked cars up and down the street. Today, that block is dotted with art galleries and multi-million dollar loft apartments. Perhaps the most enduring cruising spot in New York is The Ramble in Central Park. The secluded and wooded area has been used for gay sex since at least the early 1900s. (In the 1920s, the lawn at the north end was referred to as the “fruited plain.”) Along with being a peaceful and serene retreat in the city where birdwatchers coexist peacefully with sodomites, The Ramble holds a special place in my sexual history, as it may be where I saw (and sucked) the biggest dick I’ve come across in my life. I once heard an expression that goes something like, “You haven’t actually visited someplace until you’ve had sex there.” So when I began travelling I never went anywhere without my trusty Spartacus Guide. In addition to the standard listings for bars, clubs, restaurants, hotels and gyms, I always appreciated Spartacus’s listing for cruising areas. (Particularly curious to me were the listings noted with an “AYOR” for “at your own risk”—places you were likely to get stabbed or arrested.) Thumbing through an old Spartacus guide with its dog-eared pages and notes in the margins is a bit like a walk down dirty-memory lane… my favorite darkroom in Amsterdam, the sling at The Keller in Paris, the blowjob I got at the Beverly Center in LA. In 1995 cruisingforsex.com came online headed by Cruisemaster Keith. Like Spartacus, it provided listings of real-world cruising spots. However as a website it could be updated easily and included user submissions and reviews. It was single-minded and to-the-point, like cruising for sex is supposed to be. However in the years since, cruisingforsex.com has become bogged down in personals and webcams and ads for Viagra. Not too different from what the Internet has done for cruising in general. Not that I’m anti-Manhunt or anti-Grindr (or anti-anything for that matter.) But before the Internet put every guy in our pockets, we needed to use our eyes, ears and instincts to sniff out the next conquest. And the hunt can be half the fun. See you outside, guys.

Issue 02 / Volume 08 update

The next digital issue of Handbook is in the works. One nude guy has been shot and two more are now on the schedule. For those of you who may not know Handbook is now only available as a pdf file and we are no longer printing the book. We may at some point print a few special issues in a smaller press run. We will keep you all updated regarding that. More info soon…

Issue 01 / Volume 08, 2014 issue now available!

HBJan2014cvrThe first issue of 2014 is now ready for all of you Handbook Men. What you’ll need to enjoy this new digital pdf format is any portable document file software, such as Adobe Reader and you can easily view the issue from your laptop, iPad, tablet and phone. Most devices already have the ability to view these files so you should already be good to go. Since Handbook is now portable,  take it anywhere in the palm of your hand. Keep in mind that Handbook is now all about the Nude Guys and the beautiful male form. Get yourself an eyeful of real beefcake today. And for that matter, for the rest of 2014! We hope you all enjoy this new format!