Dominate Me, Mr. Dominic

The 1st time I did a blog entry for my "In Lust With" category, someone snidely commented on how the object of my lust, Kerry Degman was not as well-endowed as he seems. I still stand by my original findings because even though there is no serious matter involved in that post, I still treated it like all my others by not making a claim without closely examining the evidence. In this case that evidence are hot pics of Kerry Degman.

But if this person wants to dispute those findings about Kerry Degman, he can't dispute them about Jamie Dominic. I was reminded of this when I recently saw that Beautiful blog did a post about him, and remembered that We Love Guys have done a number of posts about him as well. Hmmmm, I wonder why?

Could it be that unlike Kerry Degman, there is little to the imagination as to whether Jamie Dominic is a grower or shower? Comparing a closer look at the pics of Jamie from the Undergear catalog to the other shot photographed by Rick Day, it's an undeniable fact that Jamie Dominic is a grower.

And what a GROWER he is!

I have always said that I am not a size queen, and in no way encourage others to make cock size a requirement in sexual partners, on or off-camera. However, that doesn't mean I can't be fascinated by a thick dick. And such is the case here.

My fantasy of being dominated by Jamie Dominic is not only because of the thought of that small flaccid Vienna sausage somehow getting into my hole, and stretching my hole as that Vienna sausage becomes a hot and ready-to-nut Polska kielbasa....

....it's THOSE EYES.

I feel like he should star in a vampire movie with those eyes, and make me the object of his seduction. I can't say "victim", because after all, you can't rape the willing. And willing to gaze into those eyes while getting fucked mercilessly with that big dick is what I would most certainly be.

And I can't talk about lusting for someone without talking about the body part that is somewhat of a requirement for me - that ass.

Come on, look at it. Doesn't that sight make every bottom reading this want want to lay on their back and massage that ass while being dominated by Mr. Dominic? And every top reading this wants to bang into it to see if it bounces on impact? And us versatile guys, are free to imagine a good flip-fuck. Me personally, can imagine only 2 minutes as a top, but the rest of the time (hopefully at least an hour) would be me as my power bottom self. BUT, not without eating it out as an appetizer.

Hey, you see the pics. Combine everything you see of Jamie Dominic here, do I have any reason to fantasize otherwise?

Gay Porn's Anti-Racism Ambassador, Tré Xavier

Recently, I was informed by MOC Blog's author, Victor Hoff that in response to a post at TheSword.com about Sean Cody's tokenism hiring of a Black model, these were a couple of the comments posted.

Jeff
What time will Tre X be posting a comment on the subject?

wisit replies
t-minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6...

I didn't reply on TheSword.com, but I did reply on QueerClick.com, and they never posted my comment. But thanks to MOC Blog for having the balls that makes him a man, I was given a chance for my sentiments on this matter to be heard.

Now, as for the comments referring to me at The Sword, I actually find them quite flattering and sad at the same time.

Flattering, because it's always good when people recognize how you stand for a cause, whether the speak of it in a positive light or not, the fact remains ---- they know you're a man who takes a stand. With that in mind, it is safe to assume that I was to a degree flattered by The Sword's Paul Bookstaber writing a piece about my post on poppers, because he took note that I had a firm stand on this issue. My annoyance that I voiced here was because in the same breath, he tried to tear down the validity of my firm stand.

Now, for what saddens me about such comments as those is the fact that my name has become synonymous with fighting the racism in the gay porn industry. Almost as if I'm some kind of Ambassador. And that's the problem ----
----I am the ONLY Ambassador.

Many within this industry are aware of the problem of racism in gay porn, including those who are not racist, yet benefit from it. We speak about it privately, but when I speak out on the issue in a public forum like my blog, and a gay porn news sites gets wind of it. I rarely (if ever) hear of them making any public notice that they agree. When in all actuality, most of them are most popular than me, so if change can be incited, they should be the ones speaking up on this. I find that quite distressing, because in an industry of so many, I become a lone warrior. And being put in the position of a lone warrior in my fight against the racism in gay porn makes me feel like a vast majority of gay porn performers are not men, but stone cold faggots for not using the power of recognition that they have to start eradicating this problem. So if you want another reason why I refuse to pay for American-made gay porn, now you know. It's because I want to watch the strength of gay MEN fucking, not the weakness of faggots.

And yes, there's that ugly word - "faggots".

To haters of that word, I'm not going over why I differentiate between referring to someone as a "gay man" while I call someone else a "faggot". Do a search of the word "faggot" in this blog, and you will find that explanation. But I will say this much - when your fellow man is being wronged, a man takes a stand, while faggots hide and act like there's no problem. Therefore, the ugliness of that word "faggot" fits their ugly act of cowardice, because while racism itself is unjust, so is the fact that I feel so alone in this battle. Hence my strong words to express my frustration.

The facts are simple. When you live in a country where a race of people are made to feel like they don't matter in any way, be it via porn or a regular 9 to 5 job, it doesn't speak well for the citizens of that country overall. For the White actors who claim to not be racist, benefit from that racism, YET say nothing against it existence ---- they might as well be racist. And for the Black and Latino porn actors who are aware yet say nothing are indisputable "sell-outs". And to all, so what if you get blacklisted ---- IT'S JUST PORN. Grow the fuck up, and grow a real pair! Because we will never truly be the best nation if we don't stop being so selfish looking out for #1, that we allow our fellow man of a different ethnicity to have his face repeatedly shoved into #2.

Why do you think I spoke out about the lack of Asians in gay porn? Because while I am in (not the best) but a better position, my humanity lets me understands the annoyance some Asians may be feeling not being represented.

And that's what the silence of so many actors show - a lack of humanity. Some of you may try to throw my words of how "it's just porn" back in my face, but the fact is silence in racism in something as simple as porn is a sign of one being silent when it really counts. Because I believe fighting for equality for such simple things is a test, and many of my fellow porn actors are failing miserably by way of their silence.

Write That Down #4

In tomorrow's post, I will be addressing how I feel to be one (if not the only) known porn actor who will speak out so loudly against racism in the American gay porn industry. One of the things I say as to why more actors should speak out on this matter is because....

....we will never truly be the best nation if we don't stop being so selfish looking out for #1, that we allow our fellow man of a different ethnicity to have his face repeatedly shoved into #2.

Tré "In Bed with Papi Chulo"

WOW! This past weekend brought a lot of things for me to promote.

First, was my blog post from Friday about my trysts after NYC Gay Pride.
Second, was my new video of me dancing under my pre-porn stage name.

As all that was being put together for weekend promotion, on Thursday afternoon, I got word from Papi Chulo that the interview he did with me for his blog was posted. I'm quite proud of the interview. If you have any questions, about something I said, leave a comment here, or email me, and I just might address it in a future post real soon. I admit however that I prefer comments here over email, so others know your question that they may share with you, but are afraid to ask. I hope the interview does you proud.

http://papiinmiamifl.typepad.com/papiinmiamifl/2009/06/tre-xavier.html

Dance to "Touch/So Much Betta"

Do you remember my blog post, "Mainstream To Porn: Video Proof"? It included a video of me dancing to some choreography I did for a singer back in 2002, which is the same year I figured out my orientation and came out all in the same breath. I always hated that video, because I always knew that if the singer gave me the songs in a decent amount of time, I could have done much better with the choreography.

For some time, I've been itching to make another video to show off my dancing and choreography skills, and show that my existence goes beoynd the porn persona of "Tré Xavier". I had the idea to do it about a year ago. I was going to use the song, "So Much Betta" by Janet Jackson from her album, "Discipline". The problem is I got sidetracked, and it was always on my mind to do it, but I never buckled down to make it happen, because I was too busy making noise with this blog about the wrongs in the gay porn industry and the gay community.

As you can see, I'm still making noise, so what changed?

The fact that I'm still making noise, but the fight is no longer consuming me, because I've reached the point with the gay porn industry and community to leave it to be it's own worst enemy and destroy itself by way of those wrongs. This left me time to do what I really enjoy in life - performing. And it allowed my itch to go back to mainstream performing grow more all the time.

Recently, I signed into MySpace and read the bulletins. One of the bulletins was from past American Idol finalist, Jim Verraros. He was announcing his new single, "Touch (Don't U Want 2)" being available on iTunes. I opened up iTunes on my computer, typed in his name in the search box, saw the song title, clicked on it to hear the 30-second sample, and I immediately started seeing dance moves in my head.

That's when I told myself, "You have got to redeem yourself from that last video. And this is the song to do it with".

This past week, I booked dance studio time for 2 days. To rehearse on the 1st day, then rehearse and record on the 2nd. During the 1st day, I made a last minute change, and decided to make a medley using the "Touch (Don't U Want 2)", and "So Much Betta" since that was the song that started me on this idea in the 1st place. So I started putting together the medley cutting out parts of both songs. Then on the 2nd day in the dance studio, I did the choreography for the section of the medley that features "So Much Betta".

During the time of planning this video, my biggest music and dance inspiration, Michael Jackson died. So when it came time for me to edit the video, it was only right that I dedicate it to his memory. Because without growing up watching him, I wouldn't have been motivated to sing or dance.

Note: I used my pre-porn stage name for this, because after my days in porn are over, I will be going back to it. So take this as an opportunity to start getting used to it.

I think that's enough talk. So here's the video. Enjoy.

I've been told by family and friends that the 1st video is nothing compared to this one. In fact, my Mom's exact words to describe the differences between the 2 were, "That 1st one was a virgin. This one here ---- is a whore-monger."

Do you agree? I hope so ;-)

Pride: Parade, Party, XXX '09 - Part 2

XXX - I had no idea that when I first boarded the boat I would run into a friend of mine. He introduced me to some friends of his. All of them were hot, but one of them especially caught my eye. At least 1 1/2 hours went by before I saw that hottie again. This hottie I will refer to as "Ringleader", because as you'll soon see, that's exactly what he was. He was not part of that 5-man make-out session I mentioned in Part 1. Hhe and his boyfriend however, were peeping in on the 5 of us occasionally. It turned out being that they were friends with the last 2 members of our make-out group. And since Rignleader's boyfriend was hot as well, I wouldn't have minded if they joined in to make it a 7-man make-out session.

Instead, when we were leaving the boat, the guy who I met on the dancefloor let all of us know that he was leaving with his friend. By this time, Ringleader and his boyfriend were waiting to get of the boat with the all of us from the make-out session. While waiting, Ringleader grazed my crotch. The 1st time, I wasn't sure if it was an accidental graze or an attempt to grab, but when he did it a 2nd time, it was a full-on grab, so it became official - I was being hit on. In response, I played it coy by rubbing his flat stomach, but when I rubbed his stomach, he took my hand and put it on his crotch, and then his boyfriend's. Both of whom I discovered had some big dicks, so I knew if I was leaving with these guys, that I'd better brace for impact.

And that turned out being the plan. But was it executed? Read on to find out.

They wanted to fuck me. They couldn't stop talking about my ass. So once off the boat, we and the other 2 from the make-out session all left together for what seemed like it was going to be me getting gangbanged by the 4 of them.

To that I say, "Yippie!". It's Gay Pride, and I as always was hungry to fuck some dick with my ass, and some ass with my dick, so I was down for this. We made a smoke stop in the nearby park, sat on the bench in a dark area, and I gave Ringleader a blowjob while his boyfriend felt me up. Now, how did I give Ringleader a blowjob during a smoke stop? Simple answer is that I don't smoke. Lucky me, because I might not have the lung capacity needed to try sucking the cum out of a guy's balls by way of his dick. While I didn't do that this time, because I wanted him to bust a nut after his cock has had the pleasure of being warmly embraced by my tight hole. When we realized people were walking by, we then kept walking.

We all got near the train station, and the 2 from the make-out session decided to leave. Which left me with Ringleader and his boyfriend.

As soon as we got back to their place, the clothes came off, and their dicks were out before mine. That only made me more eager to fuck. And it wasn't because their cocks were big. Being the anti-size queen that I am, the rule is this ---- soft or hard, long or short, the mere sight of a hot guy's cock makes me ready to fuck.

AND BOY, DID THEY!
Ringleader's boyfriend got me first. He talked dirty the whole time, which I love (as I'm sure most writers do). He was about to do me doggy-style. Maybe a couple inches more to take in, I guess he assume that was all I could take, so he told me to take in as much of his dick as I could. He was quite pleased when I slid back onto his cock, and took it all in to the point that I was pressing his pubes between my ass and his crotch. He fucked my ass like a savage, and when I fucked his cock with my ass, he loved it. And when he started fucking me again. He pounded me ever harder.

He knew he was about to come, so he asked if I wanted him to shoot it on me, or "fill the bag". It was a tough call because I would have loved for Ringleader to get his turn fucking me with his boyfriend's cum all over my back, but I told him, "Fill that bag, Baby", because I wanted to feel his cock muscles throb in my ass while it squeezed out his load. He did, and it felt great.

Then Ringleader got his turn. He also fucked me like a savage (I can see why they're together). At one point he stopped, because he wanted to really ram my ass, so he wanted to be extremely hard. He got there, and he let me have it. He showed my ass no mercy, and I was thankful for it. He came, and his boyfriend got so excited watching that he came a 2nd time. Afterwards, I got dressed, we exchanged numbers, and I went on my way. Fully aware of where I was headed for next ----to get some more sex.

I was with Ringleader an his boyfriend as a power-bottom. So not knowing how it was going to turn out, I went to a NY Jock Party initially wanting to top. And my wish was granted. I met this cute blond who I thought was going to try topping me, so I tried beating him to the punch while we made out, and asked him if I could fuck him. To my surprise, he obliged without hesitation. He laid down on a mat in the corner, and I fucked him missionary so hard that even my little 145 lbs. slamming into his maybe 160 lbs. made the stand the mattress was on squeak loudly as if it was an alarm to alert everyone fucking was going on. And the guys obviously heard it, as many came over to watch.

The guy asked for a break, because I was fucking him so hard. When he got up, he told me that he had me pegged as a big ol' bottom. Little did he know of where I was before, and I never told him. Well if he reads this post, he will learn that I do have my moments as a "big ol' bottom".

We did take a break from each other, but not for long before we went at each other again. We started downstairs, then slipped away upstairs. He went over to a bench where he started to lay on his back again. I told him instead to bend over. I wanted to see my dick slide in and out of his ass, and his juicy ass bounce as I banged into him. I started pounding, and watching that ass bounce was a beautiful sight to keep me hard along with his pleasingly tight hole. He then went on his back like he originally wanted, and I fucked him that way until he came. I then helped him up, then we stood there to discover another audience. I started jerking off and feeling up his hot bod, then I came spreading my jizz between his body and mine.

This just goes to show you that you never know where the day (or night) is going to take you, especially on Pride Weekend. With Pride 2009 ending like this, needless to say, I'm looking quite forward to Pride 2010. Until then and always ---- BE SAFE TO BE HAPPY.

Pride: Parade, Party, XXX '09

I hope all of my NY readers had a great Pride celebration. I had fun with mine, and I'll tell it in the same order as it says in the title.

Parade - To be honest, I didn't see much of it. From what I did see, I do have to say that some floats are usually extremely sexy seem to be putting up a front due to the political climate, so they were trying to be P.C. or "politically correct" in their dictionary. In my dictionary however, that translates to "pussy cowardice". It should be no surprises that I feel that we should live our lives with a motto like, "fuck these hypocritical bitches and be yourself". Evidently some of the marchers didn't get a backbone as strong as mine.

I did see some high points like the hotties of Naked Boys Singing. Well, actually their asses, and being the ass-man that I am that's OK. Especially when they know how to move it like the guy on the top of that float did. I wish he could have been part of my after-party fun, but as you'll read later on, I did OK in that department.

Party - I didn't go to the Pier Dance this year. Instead, I went for soemthing new. I went on the Gay Pride Sea Tea. I honestly didn't expect to have as much fun as I did, mianly because I was going solo. I usually go to places solo, but Gay Pride is a time you want to spend with friends. Although, I knew some going to the Pier Dance, it would have been hell to look for them in that crowd. Plus, I got a new way to experience the fireworks by being right on the water to watch them.

The Gay Pride fireworks weren't the only fireworks I saw. I seemed to have sparked some in a few fellow passengers. What started out as me talking to 1 guy on the dancefloor who was there with his 1 friend, later on had me in a makeout session with him, his friend and 2 others we had just met.

This is where the "XXX" in the title comes in. So tune in for that part either late tomorrow or Friday, as it will be a tale that to most definitely send you off on a horny weekend, just the way I like to.