james t kirk

Bob Hope: the road to bed
The trademark leer of America’s top comedian was the public clue to an insatiable appetite for women. Bob Hope was one of show business’s most incorrigible philanderers, reveals his biographer Arthur MarxRecommend? (4) In Bob Hope’s seven decades of superstardom there was hardly a breath of scandal connected to his name. Yet his womanising made Gary Hart, John Kennedy and Bill Clinton look like amateurs in the philandering derby. His character and his attitudes, his Midas-like greed and his callous dismissal of long-time, loyal associates would not have played well in the headlines either.
In his inner circle it was widely known that there was a lot more to the sexy innuendos and lecherous laughter-evoking leers directed at the beautiful women on his shows than the average fan suspected or would have dared to imagine.

According to Robert Slatzer, a former Paramount publicist: “It was pretty generally known around the studio that whenever Bob had to go off on one of his tours or play to the army camps, he’d have girls he wanted to boff sent ahead for him. But his favourites were beauty contest winners. He was always trying to get them on his show — not only to rev up the GIs in the audience, but because he wanted them himself.”

While Hope and Bing Crosby were still close friends and at the height of their popularity as a team, they used to trade girlfriends. Not girls they were serious about, but the bimbo, one-night-stand types that were so common on studio lots or around broadcasting stations. If, for example, Crosby found a girl he thought was particularly good in bed, he’d introduce her to Hope, and vice versa.

In the late 1940s, while Crosby was recuperating in hospital from an appendectomy, he had a nurse who gave him what he described to Hope as “the greatest blowjob of my life. You ought to try her, Bob”.

The next day Hope had his personal physician, Tom Hearn, check him into St John’s hospital on the pretence that his nerves were shattered and that he needed a rest. He insisted on having the same room and the same nurse. He got anything but rest.

By the time of his divorce from his first wife in 1934, Hope was living with Dolores Reade, a singer who remained loyally at his side for nearly 70 years. Though there was certainly a wedding ceremony, there is no record of their marriage certificate. They adopted four children, but Hope’s long absences were thin pretexts for escaping the shackles of domesticity and indulging his extramarital passions.

In many cases the sole criterion for choosing an actress to take along with him on tour would be whether she was willing to have sex with him. One such was a Minnesota-born movie starlet named Barbara Payton. She was 25, 5ft 4in with blonde hair and a saucy personality. Moreover, she was willing to bed down with just about any man who asked her, provided he could supply the required incentives — money or a shot at a film role.

Hope had just done a whirlwind tour of 21 American cities with his radio cast. In Dallas, he checked into the Baker hotel where, as fate would have it, Payton was staying. She was Hope’s type and, of course, he appealed to her. Not only was he America’s number one motion picture star, but he was attractive, fun to be with, and able to keep pace with her in the drinking department.

There was immediate chemistry between them. “As a result,” Payton recalled, “we only knew each other a few hours before we knew each other as well as a boy and girl ever can.” Their affair lasted about six months.

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Bob Hope: the road to bed - Times Online

Charlatan

The idea of Bing Crosby getting a blow job is just too cool.

Very different times.

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I hope he ended up satisfied.

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flat5

Why?

I keep HopeBing but nothing yet.

twobanger

What a happy ending!

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Toaster126

The only difference now is a press that is reporting on the titillating instead of the newsworthy.

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hunnychile

Toaster is totally right. I sorta wish I hadn't read the OP about Bob Hope. He was such a hero in my eyes and now he's just another dead rich guy who had no self control.

As for Tiger, his "speech" was a joke - he didn't seem honest IMHO. He just seems upset that he got caught and it's gonna cost him major Dollar$$$$$.

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levite

Yeah, typical. I grew up in Hollywood, and a lot of the old timers at my synagogue were retired studio people. They told a lot of very interesting stories, and proved that the only difference between Hollywood stars now and those under the old Studio System is that in the old days, they'd call Studio PR if there was ever a scandal brewing, and Studio PR would hush everything up.

The glorious stars of the golden age of the silver screen were a mighty horny lot, and they fucked around, if anything even more than major stars today do, because they knew nothing would ever get to the press. They also got into domestic fights (I mean, not screaming, but hitting one another), they drank like fish, they had quacks prescribing them all kinds of drugs, and they did just as much smoking weed and snorting coke as today's stars.

A lot of times, I have been told, the ones that looked the cleanest, most well-scrubbed, wholesomest "family friendly" entertainment on screen were actually the filthiest, raunchiest, drink-and-drug-riddled sex perverts.


It actually sometimes makes me like them a lot more.

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james t kirk

The fact of the matter is that human beings are fairly lecherous creatures. We like to wrap ourselves up in the monogamy blanket, however, the fact of the matter is that we will screw pretty much every chance we get. We actively seek it out. I've heard the statistic that 70% of all married people carry on extramarital sex and I'd say that I pretty much believe it.

I just find it interesting when you read about an apple pie kind of guy like Hope and Crosby being pigs at heart.

tifopron

The difference back in days of Bob Hope was that every reporter knew exactly what was going on but there was code of silence to uphold.

There was no glory in outing a big star. Exactly the opposite would happen. One would be delivering papers instead of writing for them. Now a reporter gets a book deal.

Today everyone wants notoriety. Anyone who is a nobody is not happy with their 15 minutes anymore. They want it all and at who evers expense including their own.

The sad thing is that for every wannabe celebrity, there is someone trying to make it happen just for a share of the pie.

basmoq

That's some pretty cool historical info, didn't know that, wouldn't even have guessed...

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Islandeddie

My favorite Bob Hope memory is a joke he told in later years. "How's your sex life, Bob?" "Great, Great, especially the one in the Fall!" As for Crosby, I met a caretaker for a place he owned in Northern California while on a fishing trip (1955 or 56), who told my Dad and I that Crosby was very hard on his boys, not a nice man.