Mind the Gape

Welcome to Gape LLC! We’re so excited to have you joining our team and can’t wait to onboard you onto our BIG FAT COCKS!!! First, our hosts Geep and Reece will begin with a training module on how to take dick in the office, leveraging their personal experience as empirical evidence. That will be followed by a brief seminar on The Office (the TV show), queerness in the workplace, and girlbossing before we break for lunch. Make sure to come prepared with plenty of supplies—you never know what our hosts will ask you to shove up your ass! 

Inspired by a blown fuse in Geep's apartment this past week, literal sparks are flying in this episode as Geep and Reece discuss their most electric sexual encounters. Discussing shockers, electric nipple play, Geep's ex's bizarre fetishization of lightning, and much more, our hosts delve into stories about sexual proclivities and interpersonal mishaps that will keep your hairs on end!

Leaves are falling and holes are dilating here in NYC and Geep and Reece are celebrating with a salaciously seasonal episode. Tryptophan conspiracies, horny holiday escapades, and sexy autumnal date ideas fill this episode to the brim of this bobbing-for-apples tank (which is hot!). Dawn your coziest flannel and widest brim hat because Christian Girl Bautumn is upon us.

Did a gapekeeper call 9-1-1? Because hosts Geep and Reece are heading straight to the ER in this saucily clinical episode. Are we supposed to be fucking ugly people? Is sex with a hospital patient ethical? Would you walk away with a prescription pad from a rendezvous with a sexy ER doc if he offered it to you? The sirens of the philosophical ambulance are blaring as our hosts rip their way through the comedy and cunilingus of these pressing medical ethical queries in this installment of Mind the Gape.

This episode was so scary it took Geep and Reece several days to upload it. In celebration of Halloween, the two gabbed about some of their spookiest sexual encounters. Ghosts haunt the halls and holes... vampires suck our blood and balls... creatures and cunts of the night beware because this episode is so gruesome (seriously, they talk about fucking dead people) that it may just haunt you for the rest of your life.

Shhhhhhhh!!! Keep quiet, as this is Geep's and Reece's most secretive episode yet. Talking cheating, voyeurism, heist play, and more, our hosts hash out if (and how) spying and secrets should make their way into the bedroom. They're still working on a James Bondage/0069 joke for y'all.

Following a hiatus all but predictable in today's emotional and motivational economy of austerity, Geep and Reece are finally back with a long, saucy update and everything gassy: Be it interpersonal gaslighting, farting induced by weird aerial shots of orgasm from within some queer's asshole, or the way our friends should (or shouldn't) gas us up, the metaphysical and literal gasses endemic to romantic and sexual relationships dominate this week's episode of Mind the Gape.

Geep and Reece turn to the stars to answer their biggest questions: What is the meaning of life? Will I ever know true love? Is there a critical number of dick-downs at which prostate cancer is all but guaranteed? Talking about typecasting, our hosts explore how personality identifiers like Meyers-Briggs and Grindr tags do and do not help us understand one another and the intimacies these can or cannot build.

Perennially shocked by the ways in which gay men manage to aesthetically debase themselves in the Great Wide Web of Porn, Geep and Reece felt it was time to reflect on screentime—and not the kind your iPhone tracks with insidious and unsolicited precision (the goal is to read others, not themselves). Turning from twinks to TV and arcades to the arctic circle, our hosts' attempt at topicality is spliced with insinuations about how life on the big screen bleeds into life everywhere else.

Much like sexuality or desire, this episode was less a choice than an unfortunate reality: Dragged to the second layer by the devils raging within them, our hosts don't just grapple with heterosexuality and its intransigence in their otherwise super-queer lives. From Clinton Hill to Murray Hill, Geep and Reece grapple with the spatial, interpersonal, and sexual geographies of breeders in an effort at commentary and catharsis alike.