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Sweet Child from Los Angeles won the golden dildo award at last weekend’s Season 4 finale. This marks the second time an L.A. native has won the contest and the third time a Californian has won. Season 5 launches this May with an East Coast tour. Congrats, Sweet Child!
Here’s a great photo gallery from With Leather.
Last weekend we had the pleasure of being an official after party for Fantastic Fest and boy, oh boy, was it amazing. A year long feud between Air Sex regulars Secret Admirer and Hand Banana came to a head and after several re-counts, Secret Admirer finally notched his first championship in over a year.
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Special thanks to Josh MacLeod!
Earlier this week our host Chris Trew was on America’s Got Talent. He did not advance to Vegas. This is what happened:
This is what he had to say about it:
Clearly I was robbed and Howard Stern should be ashamed of himself for keeping me out of Las Vegas. I will get my revenge and prove to the world that the Air Sex Championships is a legit sport. I am not mad at Sharon Osbourne, she is a weird Canadian with shitty taste. Howie Mandel was nice to me. Howard Stern screwed me.
E! Online wrote this post that was pretty informative but it did NOT mention how I got screwed out of a chance to win America’s Got Talent. This article is all about the MONSTER NIGHT AT THE RATINGS for the show…hmmm, a coincidence? I got screwed. These people hate me and these people hate me too. I hate being screwed. The Austinist was nice to me as was Uproxx. It weakens the sting but the bottom line is I was robbed.
The full post is here (including more video).
Check out the video promoting the upcoming Summer Tour created by Jonathan Evans and featuring music from Tony Scratcherie!
Air Sex Nation!
Our tour dates for this Summer are locked and loaded! Check the list on the left to see if we’re coming to your city. Or if we’re coming close enough to your city for a quick drive on over. Or if we’re so far away from your city that all you can is use your imagination. J(ust check the damn date)
Last December Austin, Texas was rocked with the 3rd Annual Air Sex National Championship show. The (dominating) winner was TyTy Sparklepants from Eugene, Oregon.
The entire collection is here.
Last year the Shanghai Slammer came from Los Angeles and edged Toronto to earn the title of Season 1 National Champion. His place in the history books is set. Our grandchildren will be talking about his masterful execution of the sport. He got his.
On Saturday February 26th, however, the Slammer will have to make room for Champion #2 as winners from San Francisco, New Orleans, Portland, Los Angeles, Philadelphia, Austin, New York City, San Antonio and Atlanta descend on The Highball for a night of pretend sexing like no other. The desire to be remembered until the end of time burns bright in each of these competitors but alas, there can only be one. Tickets should be gobbled up immediately.
In a beautiful display of professionalism and sweat, Big Dick Door Guy (Philadelphia Champion) outlasted Dirty D (Brooklyn Champion) by a hair to claim the East Coast Championship crown. Both gentlemen will fly to Austin, Tx to take part in the Season 2 National Championship on February 26th.
The stage is set for a warm and tingly climax to the 2nd Air Sex Championships Season. The final piece of the puzzle is adding more stiff competition from the East Coast. The Air Sex East Coast Regionals pit the best performers from D.C., New Haven, Philadelphia, Boston, New York City and Providence against each other for the right to travel to Austin,Tx – home of the final round of the 2nd Annual Air Sex World Championships.
It was an honor to close out the Yellow Stage at FunFunFun Fest in Austin, Tx. Our first-ever Outdoors Championship captivated the hearts of well over 500 spectators and we hope to do many, many more events just like this. The pictures do the talking on this one:
And now for some video of our Top 2 participants:
For the second year in a row our show in San Francisco was full of costumes, energy and raw passion for making sweet love to nothing at all. Creme BruLaid was our only repeat performer from 2009 and he earned a spot in the finals with a strangely seductive Bjork-ish routine. The rest of the show was filled with (air) virgins who showed an insane amount of potential. Early audience favorite Magnolia Gold was edged by Cockalicious in the end. Both have very bright futures in the world’s most important sporting competition!
He’s a local celebrity, he’s a DJ, he’s the first ever Santa Fe Air Sex Champion. Sir Loin (one of our favorite names of all time) gave the crowd a feel-good come from behind victory last night after defeating Mike Cock in a Fuck-Off and then demolishing Jism the Clown and Cheesedog in the finals.
Other highlights included the Absinthe Queen disappearing under the judges table and doing who knows what and a scary heavy-metal routine that was 90% scary and 10% sexy.
We’ve always said that the best Air Sex show consists of the following things: some good fantasy/comedy scenes, at least one train wreck and some actual sex appeal. Tempe, you did not disappoint. In addition to a delightful weirdo named Space Panda (quite possibly an actual Panda from actual Space), you gave us a Jimmy “Superfly” Snuka type launch from a chair into a woman’s lower regions and you gave us a more-than-solid winning performance from “Cuntastrophe”, who earned the crowd, the crown and a pack of cigarettes.
The big shiny lights at the Key Club didn’t faze any of the well-prepared warriors. The sex-hungry crowd didn’t send chills down any of their spines. The competition, however, was never really all that close.
With much due respect to our runner-up Rumple Foreskin, Los Angeles belonged to D-Bone tonight. It might still. D-Bone swaggered onto the stage like he knew he was taking home the title. D-Bone even had the word “D-Bone” tattooed on his arm. Was it a new tattoo? Did he have “Air Sex Champion” on his other? We wouldn’t be surprised. Look for this guy to be a real contender for the National Championship.
Ham Grenade, a 2009 contestant, was on deck to witness our second trip to Seattle. His protégé, Just the Tip, was a formidable competitor who wormed his way into the judges hearts with a charming display of “love” making. His main competition came in the form of two young ladies (both at-the-buzzer additions to the lineup) who brought the right cocktail of actual sex and make-believe sex to the stage.
Both Apple Roxy and Bumper Thumper had the classic “we’re not taking this serious” looks on their face but when the music hit, it melted away. Fast. Bumper Thumper easily took the crown with effective uses of a banana and water bottle. The crowd went nuts and Just the Tip insisted on getting their phone numbers.
We only had one drink with our new friend Eugene, Oregon. Our intentions were to have a good time, get to know each other and see where the relationship might take us. Little did we know how in love we really were. And then we got into an argument. But then we had really good makeup sex. But then we needed some time apart. It was then we realized we couldn’t live together so we talked about marriage. Turns out neither party involved is the commitment type so we decided to go our separate ways. 5 minutes later we were back in each other’s arms.
The Eugene Air Sex Championships were filled with mysteries, hookups and fantastic Air Sex. It was exhausting and brilliant. We’ll most definitely be back. Check out our masked winner below:
Oh, Portland. How we love your enthusiasm. How we appreciate your eagerness to thrust. How we’re flattered you want to see the right champion take home the crown.
In fact, we’re so flattered, that for the first time ever, we used to science to determine the winner of tonight’s Air Sex Championship. After an extremely unbelievably tight final round the audience was split between DD Top, Guy and Schlongathon. The styles were vasty different (circus sex, awkward sex and wheels off sex respectively) but the audience’s reactions were identical: raging enthusiasm. After we measure the sound of the applause using some magic equipment in the tech booth, DD Top ended up the champ.
The Rock vs. Stone Cold. The Yankees vs. Phillies. McDonalds vs. Burger King. Tonight was another chapter in the Book of Epic Battles. Fuckleberry Finn, who competed ast year in San Francisco as Robo-Lover and Dirty D paced backstage knowing this competition would go right down to the wire. Our third place finished, Professor Longair, was a formidable opponent (gingerbread people sex illustrations and all), but this night was all about Fuckleberry Finn vs. Dirty D.
Fuckleberry excelled in the WTF realm. The man caught a fish and then had his way with it. His way was sweet and gentle, not unlike what many families do with fish on the dinner table every night. Dirty D excelled in the Oh My Goodness realm. The man does Air Sex like actual sex and it pays off for him (you may remember his as the winner of our first-ever New Orleans preliminary round). Both men excelled in the music and costume department.
We suspect it was a difference of two claps and one screamer in the final voting. Dirty D squeezed out a victory and a deflated Fuckleberry gave him a gentleman-like congratulations. And Brooklyn went to bed happy.
When the doors opened at The Middle East, the eager spectators quickly filled the Arena. Photographers gathered tightly around the stage. Autograph seekers positioned themselves near the competitor entrance way. Tensions were running high. A collection of amateur Air Sex competitors grabbed the spotlight around 10:00p, each with an opportunity to become a legend. To earn their place in the annals of Air Sex history.
Historically there are just as many female competitors as there are males. Tonight, though, we were treated to the rare Lady Hat Trick. The final three were Whiskey Chick (a lovely showcase of the rare condition known as Whiskey Dick), Ha-Nanimal (local improviser from Improv Boston) and the eventual winner Cock Queen.
Cock Queen’s dominance in Boston is similar to the overwhelming performances in the past of Southern Fried Sex, Shanghai Slammer and Urshur. She held the fake fallace and the audience in the palm of her soft, able hands.
Big Dick Door Guy was eager to show the world what he’s capable of. His manager was reluctant to let an employee compete in the World’s Most Important Sporting Competition. The North Star Bar clientele, however, were delighted with Big Dick Door Guy. In addition to full healthy thrusts, our Philadelphia Champion utilized the power of costume to win over the judges.
Our first visit to New Haven did not dissapoint! We were rich with energetic contestants from all walks of life – off the street ruffians, Yale students, ravers and a lady in a wig. Perhaps the biggest surprise of all was the detailed expertise of our two Yale finalists, Afternoon Delight and The Doctor. In their debut performance they oozed much more than pretend ejaculate- they poured with a confidence not normally seen in Air Sex.
They were barely outdone by the champion of the night, Max Penetation. Max was as charasmatic as his sexual partner(s) were satisfied. In his finals performance he finished himself off in a top hat then poured the top hat on host Chris Trew’s head.
Thanks for the good times New Haven and special thanks to the Hartford Advocate for the front page love!
Last year Washington D.C. was the capital of auto-erotic asyphiciation so we were mentally prepared in 2010. Surpringly though, the competiton was filled with last minute just-off-the-clock performers vying for the coveted title of Air Sex Champion. Business suits, combed hair and shiny shoes accompanied hair pulling, sweat-dripped orgies.
Last year’s runner up Otto Erotic was up to his usual tricks (smoke machine, dark sex) but he was just barely outshined by the our finalists David K., Megasaurus Sex and Iron and Rosemary. In the tightest finals in Air Sex history, David K. prevailed with his highly-detailed story of sweet sweet prison sex.
Last season Atlanta was dominated by Caveman Sex, who sported a thorough costume and thoughtful routine. This season Caveman Sex transformed to Southern Fried Sex and the results were no different. A thick beard, accent and (we assume) package pleased a deserving sheep in round one and took it to several more in round two.
The competition was a little fierce though, as the crowd at Earl’s got behind Virgin Tabitha, an actual virgin who may have been visiting a bar for the very first time in her life. She covered her face while doing the duty, delighting both our judges and the audience. Heart strings were significantly tugged, but in the end the crown belonged to Southern Fried Sex.
Our final rankings:
1. Southern Fried Sex
2. Virgin Tabitha
3. Chocolate Thunder