Dear Fat Guys in Astronaut Suits
The true fan both appreciates, and critiques.
By Matt Blair
Posted March 4th, 2007
I would like to extend my deepest thanks to you, the editors of Fat Guys in Astronaut Suits. The moment I picked up your magazine during my latest trip to the adult bookstore, I thought “At last! A magazine for me!” Your stunning pictorials and “no holds barred” approach to catering to what can only be described as a niche market is commendable.
I can’t wait for the next issue! Finally, somebody managed to get it right!
Barry
Atlanta, GA
A friend of mine gave me a copy of your magazine as a gag gift at my bachelor party. I’m embarrassed to say that I was appalled at first, but one look through the pages of your fine publication won me over. The care and vision that clearly goes into each and every photo spread renders undeniable the sheer erotic beauty of two overweight men expressing their love in outer space. I was hooked from that moment, and I’ve never looked back.
My wife and I are indebted to you, good sirs. You’ve opened up new realms of pleasure in our live life that we’d never thought possible. Thank you!
Steve
Portland, OR
You guys topped yourselves again with your last issue. Loved the interview with Alec Baldwin! That guy seems like a class act all the way.
I also loved your articles on airlock play and using freeze-dried food to spice up your love life. And your readers’ polls on the sexiest Doctor Who? I also would have picked Tom Baker! Get out of my head, you guys!
Maybe now, my friends will believe me when I tell them that I read your magazine for the articles! Not that I want you to change a thing about the pages and pages of sweaty fat astronaut action, of course. I’m just saying.
Carl
Dayton, OH
Last month’s featured pictorial, “Houston, We Have a Threesome”, was your best and most imaginative work yet. However, I must object to some of the liberties that you felt the need to take — specifically, the shots of the astronauts outside of their ship without their helmets on.
I mean, come on. As a man with an active fantasy life and very, very specific tastes, I’m often willing to suspend my disbelief to a phenomenal degree. I’m happy to pretend, for example, that such gorgeously rotund men would ever be allowed into the space program. But the moment they take their helmets off in the cold vacuum of space where no human being could survive, well, I dare say that the magic is gone.
I don’t want to tell you how to do your job, because you do it well, and God bless you for it. But we both know that the brave, sexy men of NASA wouldn’t ignore the little things, and it comes to getting off at the thought of them making hot space love to each other, neither should we.
Keep up the otherwise magnificent work,
Morris
Seattle, WA
I would like to commend the fine men and women at Fat Guys in Astronaut Suits for breathing life into such a brave, bold and beautiful publication. Your work brings joy to so many readers each month, and for that I admire and salute you.
However, a small correction: in your recent interview with me, you mistakenly referred to my brother Stephen as the star of Sliver, opposite the lovely and talented Sharon Stone. It was, in actuality, my brother Billy who starred in that particular eroto-thriller.
A small point perhaps, but one worth mentioning. Credit where credit is due, as they say. Please do not take this as an indication that I have anything less than the utmost respect and awe for your remarkable magazine. May your breathtaking depictions of unabashed homosexual encounters shared by obese cosmonauts alone together in the mighty depths of God’s great creation grace the shelves of adult bookstores for many years to come.
Very truly yours,
Alec Baldwin
Hollywood, CA