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It had nothing to do with communism, religion or economic situation. In the 1970's a flood of porn came from Denmark, the Netherlands, Germany. In the 1980's French porn flooded the Euro market (Jean Daniel Cadinot). In the 1990's the Czech porn became dominant but indeed often with non-Czechs (Hungarian, Polish, Russian dudes too). Now more and more Turkish and Azeri porn is entering the market.
The main difference with USA porn is the natural look (less shaving, less ink, less piercing), not too framed (you are top and I am bottom), more spontaneiety (kissing, rimming , laughting, simply enjoying) and deperately sticking to a 'I am just gay for pay' image.
The American gay porn has become quite weird with hazeing college dudes, masturbating so-called straights on a massage table, tricking straight dudes in a bait bus or a glory hole, so-called marines or privates suddenly in front of a cam with a dude, breeding-sessions where one single dude is fucked completely insane by 30 or more (often ugly) dudes in bareback porn and all that weird nonsense.
The best gay porn these days comes from the UK (UKNM) and Germany (Cazzo) and France (CommeDesAnges). Japan also has a gay porn industry but it tends to be more violent (rape, torture, etc.).
Have to agree. Most American porn is as predictable as a Hollywood blockbuster...
Hairless muscle mary's waxed and tweaked to perfection going through the motions mechanically in tedious stereotyped situations ie jocks in locker room, jocks at the beach, jocks playing basketball.
European porn at least gives us something different and doesnt seem to mechanical., The scenery is abit more romantic, the models not so jaded and the sex abit more tender.
I follow a few American porn stars on twitter and some of them are damn arrogant. The industry has so many egos. I am not saying it doesnt happen in European porn but models bitching about other models on twitter is not nice.
Maybe I am just bored with American films normal or porn. I find yet another buffed hairless jocks around the pool just as tedious as yet another Jennifer Aniston rom-com set in New York.
Give me the Charles Bridge or the banks of the Seine anytime.









