Tooting My Own Hole

Many gay males have fallen prey to the porn-induced idea of how "bigger is better". Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but to those dumb enough to believe that, if you've been following that credo long enough, then it is costing you. I'm sure many of you will refuse to admit it to the price you are paying, even when I point out the facts, and I'm not only talking about mere size queens here. I'm also talking about people who are into fisting. Especially those heavy into it.

Let me start by bringing your attention to a part of my presentation at Sex Worker Literati this past December:

....since I’ve never been on the search for the “next big thing” my ass can take it short, long, thick or thin. Because I’m not one of these guys who is so on the hunt for the next big cock, the next big dildo, the next fist, maybe even the next big kitchen sink to stick in their ass, that they’ve probably have a hole that would echo if I talked into it because it is now as wide as the Grand Canyon, if not more so.

I've spoken before about my reputation for having a tight hole. It's a reputation I greatly enjoy having, which is the reason why while I so badly want to try it, I'm still frightened by the thought of doing a double-penetration. You see, I do my Kegels, but that is really only good for your sphincter. So I know already that my sphincter will bounce back. However, what about INSIDE? For that is also, if not more so a part of why guys like fucking my ass so much. In my 3-some that I mentioned in "Dumb Sell-Out Mo-Fo"  with the Italian and the Romanian, the Italian said he's a bottom, but he got inside my ass, and became versatile. This is not the 1st time that I've caused such a change in a person, and I love the fact that my hole feels so good that it turns bottoms into versatile guys, even if it's for just that one night. Because unfortunately, with so many gay bottoming males not showing the maturity that I have, there won't be too many occasions where bottoms like the Italian will be motivated to attempt such a thing.

It's because guys who are size queens and do fisting don't have the luxury that I have. After a while, by looking for that "next big thing" to put in their ass, they lose that luxury called, "choice". They become locked in a prison of their own making. All because they never thought to grow up and let go of that fascination with a big cock long enough to make their bodies able to take anything else. I've come to realize now, that when I hear someone say that they can't see themselves with a guy with a small dick, it's not so much out of choice, but out of necessity.

Their necessity for a big cock comes from all of the big cocks, big unreal-sized dildos, and fisting (in short, acts of self-loathing) that these guys have opened up their insides so much that when it comes to person-to-person anal sex, a thick cock is all they can take to feel any kind of sensation. Plus, tops with cocks that big don't have to do the work of being totally hard in order to get inside these kinds of bottoms, like they need to be in order to get inside me. Now, while some of these bottoms may do Kegels (like some I've known), this only makes their looseness not so obvious from the outside. However, I've been with a few guys who are size queens and do fisting that once inside, I can almost turn my dick around inside them like I was turning a jump-rope. So needless to say, I don't stay hard, because the only part of my dick getting any contact and feeling is the part wrapped around by his sphincter. And it's because the part of them that I need to feel on my dick to keep me hard has been destroyed....by their own self-destructive mindset and behavior.

I have often admitted that I don't have the thickest dick, but it's not the thinnest one either. Therefore, there is no reason my dick should feel little to no contact with the walls of a guy's rectum unless they've done something to themselves to undo the warm 98.6 degree embrace that should be around any cock of any size. The same warm embrace that guys love feeling when they're inside me, and want more of. In fact, I have never bottomed for a guy, whether spending the night at his place or mine, where he didn't fucked my ass at least twice - once when we got in the door, again as a way to say, "Good morning", and maybe another in between. And each time, he draw it out, because he didn't my tight ass (outside and inside) to make him come too soon.

One guy I recall, once we got to his place, fucked me in a variety of positions like he was doing half of the gay Kama Sutra. We cuddled all night. The next morning, he didn't say a word to me, not even a kiss. He just rubbed my ass, reached for lube to put on my hole then a condom to put on his dick, and fucked my ass like the was doing the 2nd half of the gay Kama Sutra. After he sprayed his man-milk all over me, THEN we smiled at each other and said, "Good morning".

I wondered what inspired such a way to say "Good morning". One with no words spoken, where all he craves....are my anal walls giving a smooth warming rub against his cock. While he was a pretty decent size, I'm sure size queens and fisting bottoms couldn't have given him the same pleasure.

I know that before I get started on this topic that I would offend some people (as if that's new). Some of whom I've had sex with in the past. And because of what I've said here, I'll probably will never have sex with them again. And you know what? That's fine by me, because if you're not man enough to handle the truth of what I'm saying about what you've done to yourself, then you are of no good to me, because you are of no good to yourself.

Now, while I don't agree with either practice, I'll accept the possibility that there may be a way to be a size queen and into fisting and not have your insides widened like the Grand Canyon. However, based on my experience, those guys are a select few who need to teach the majority whose insides are now loosey-goosey. Therefore, these guys have left me no choice, but to instead of "toot my own horn", as they say, in this case, I am motivated to loudly and proudly "toot my own hole".

Keep it tight...outside and in.

Tongue Is Fun & Tight Is Right

You may recall, I took some flack from some so-called writer at The Sword because of my stand against poppers. Well in addition to the tale that inspired that post, I have a story to tell you as to why that stand remains for me.

As my loyal readers are aware, I like posting items for the weekend to inspire horniness and the need for a release. Well this weekend, I practiced what I've been preaching.

I had the chance to hook up with someone who I met one night at The Cock, and went against my rule of" no sex in public bathrooms", and fucked his hot ass in the bathroom. Thinking back to how his inner-heat warming my entire cock felt so good, I have a hard-on right now while typing this post. Friday, he sent me a text message saying that he might go out for drinks in the East Village, which most likely meant a return to The Cock, but later meant a trip back to his place to fuck him all night long. I was deliberating with myself of what to do with my Friday night and the time I got his message, but I was almost certain that I felt the need for a dance workout. Therefore, the only place I could get that dance workout I wanted (sad to say for NYC) was Splash. In a last minute decision, I decided to go to Splash. Once there, I never texted the guy to update him on my whereabouts, which I admit was wrong. And it wasn't me being cruel. It was just that I got so into dancing that I forgot.

While dancing I saw someone else that I knew. A fuck-buddy of mine. He saw me, and he came right for me. And I wasn't mad at him. He looked so fuckin' hot. His body looked more amazing than ever. In fact, he looked better than some of these 20-something Chelsea boys spending all their time in the gym, which is bad to say for those 20-something Chelsea boys because this guy is 40.

I'll give you a little back-story of how we met.
We met at one of Daniel Nardicio's parties. He was go-go dancing there and as soon as I walked in, I was in absolute lust. He dick was thick and rock-hard, like it was dying to be stuck in someone's hole, and release a geyser of man-milk. I never tipped a go-go boy so soon after walking into one of Daniel's parties. I tipped him, squeezed his ass, and played with his cock. I was hoping (as I do with many of Daniel's dancers) to have some playtime with him. But at that time, I was never lucky enough with any of Daniel's dancers, so it was just left to fantasy.

That is until late in the night, when he came over to where every one was fooling around. He stopped right in front of me, I went down on him immediately, and sucked him until my knees were ready to give. Once I got up, we jerked off together, and he shot his load on me, and me on him. We never exchanged numbers, and I never saw him again.

I did run into him again some time later, and we started talking. He had no idea who I was, but I remembered him. I revealed our past to him, then he informed me that he was extremely drunk that night, so all that happened was a blur to him. We kept talking, and nothing came of it that night. But obviously, his being drunk didn't cloud his attraction, because sometime later, we ran into each other at Splash. This time, he remembered me. We danced, then slowly wound up kissing, and I got an invite back to his place where I at long last got that thick dick in my wanting hole, and we've been fuck-buddies ever since. And that's a little over a year ago.

Now, with me newly versatile, the way we play has changed. After putting on quite a show of dancing and making out on the dancefloor at Splash, we went back to his place at about 2 AM, and flip-fucked until the sun was about to rise.

He sucked my dick, and got me rock-hard, lubed his hole and my dick, straddled me, then put me inside him. I love when a guy bottoming takes control like that. It's like him saying to me, "I want you, you want me, and you're going to fuck me - NOW!"

And my body language replied, "YES SIR!", because fucked him I did. I thrusted into his ass, massaging his cheeks, and loved every second of it. Then I returned the favor by riding his cock making him moan and spank my ass, because my being so bad made him feel so good.

We took a break then went for Round 2, where he started sucking my cock again. He got up then assumed the position to be fucked doggy-style. With his perfectly round mounds of a dancer's butt, how could I resist putting my cock in the middle of that. I'll admit, he did do some poppers, but not enough to make himself lose like that guy I wrote about in my anti-popper post. That's why this guy asked me to "go slow" when I was starting to pick up speed to thrust into his ass. I eventually did pick up speed, and he came leaving a big cum stain on his fitted sheet. But that wasn't the only time he came.

After another break, we went for Round 3. We 69'd each other, then it was just me sucking him. I knew he was going to shoot a load at any given second, because that muscle under the shaft kept throbbing in my mouth while I was mercilessly tonguing the head of his cock. That same muscle that contracts when you're cumming. Even so, he put me on my stomach, and started teasing my hole with his cock. Then he went in further, then further, and I was more than right in my assumption, because just a couple of deep thrust into my popper-free tight hole, and he came with another big load, as I got to see after he pulled out.

So in the midst of this hot tale, what have you learned today? I hope you've learned (if you haven't already) that when giving head, the use of tongue makes it more fun., AND when bottoming, making sure you have a tight hole is making sure you have the right hole.

Word Of Advice: DP Me

As some of you know, I have some blog entries tagged "Word Of Advice" where I give advice to the up-and-cummers who are looking to get into the adult industry. Well, there's a twist to this entry with that tag.

This time - I want the word of advice.

I believe with thanks to the repressive mindset of America, I get very turned on by group sex. You know as they say, "the more, the merrier". With that in mind, I am very turned on by being in orgies and trains. Especially being in the middle with sexual energy hitting me from the front and back. So it shouldn't surprise you to learn that I want to be a bottom in a double penetration. I love the thought of being engulfed in the sexual energy of 2 hot guys, and being the bottom in a dp makes me the vessel to connect the 2 of them to each other. Which leads me to the word of advice that I'm seeking.

With my reputation of having a much-loved tight hole, how do I become a bottom in a double penetration, and still maintain having that much-loved tight hole? More importantly, is that possible?

The main things I want to know are:
1)What must I do to prepare for such a feat? Should I just relax myself to take on 2 cocks, using a great deal more lube? I use enough to open my tightness up as it is.
2)Will my continuing my practice of Kegels bring me back to my original tightness?
and lastly,
3)If so, how long after doing a double penetration should I wait before bottoming again?

If any of you can give me advice on this, I would greatly appreciate it. Please post your true testimonials here, and I'll take them all into consideration. I plan on using them to help me in possibly letting you see me take this on in a future feature.

Word Of Advice: Guard Your Sexual Ego

While I try to be true to my word and advise the up-and-comers in the adult industry, this blog entry is for you. And for the rest of you, it can bring you another step closer to what helped me make the decision to no longer work for Tyson Cane. So in other words, after these tales, there will still be more to tell as to what led up to the final straw.

Now, to help the up-and-cummers.

From the moment you step on a porn set, you need to know what you're capable of doing, and if you are not sure, then let your producer and director know that. It's more to your advantage that you know because (1)a director most likely doesn't want to be your sex ed teacher telling you what you like as an individual, so knowing can lead to more work; and (2)not all directors have professionalism as their forte, and they may say some insulting things about the abilities you are more than aware of the fact that you have.

Such was the case with Tyson Cane on the set of "The Interview". Tyson told one of my co-stars that they are "not a very good top".

What makes this such a prime example of a director lacking professionalism?

(1)He said this in front of me and a guest; and (2)my co-star has worked before as a top, in movies for another company, and for Tyson Cane as well, which most likely is why he was made a Tyson Cane Exclusive.

Being eyewitness to this greatly offended me, because like in mainstream entertainment, when a director inappropriately insults one of your co-stars, he ruins the good vibe that should be on the set. And on a porn set, a good vibe is tantamount to making a good scene. It offended me so that at one point Tyson Cane insulted me during the shoot. He made a comment about how long it takes me to cum, then insisted on mocking me for it. I have said in the past that I am not to fond on Tyson Cane's taste in men, and since the perfect example of that for me was my scene partner in "The Booth". He was who I was talking about in my blog entry for Pitbull, "My Little Death : Interrupted". Now with that being the case, wouldn't you take a while to shoot your load? So this time, he finally has not just 1, but 3 guys that are my taste, so cumming should be easier. Just like it was easy for the 5-man orgy in "69 Fuck Street". I was the 2nd one to shoot their load. But Tyson messed it up by ruining up the vibe on the set with how he treated my co-stars on this set (and past sets), plus his verbal attack on me, and all this was getting to be the last straw. I was trying for the cumshot, then he asked me if I was going to come, and I decided he doesn't deserve what I have to offer, so I point blank told him, "NO".

If he made a better vibe on his set that wouldn't have been an issue. I'm the type of person who has enough inner-strength that I don't get hurt by the hurtful and insulting things people say to me. Instead, I get angered by the possible injury those words can do to my spirit or that of my fellow man. And that was the case here. Thank God for my being self-assured, because his words could have cause my sexual ego some serious injury. And that's why I'm advising you up-and-cummers to go on a porn set self-assured of your abilities. So unwarranted verbal attacks don't bruise your sexual ego, because if it does, you may take your hurt beyond the set and into your personal sex life.

Porn actors are exhibitionists, and the director is supposed to be your voyeur, so knowing that he/she is watching and enjoying it is supposed to get you off. Your director should never say things to you that may possibly make you feel less than sexually well-equipped, UNLESS you did some false advertising of what you could deliver, and have no video credit to back it up. But after 6 movies, that is not the case with me. And I want the same for you.

I hope this advice helps all of you up-and-cummers. I give these words of advice so that I can beat my meat to you guys and feel that without a shadow of a doubt that the pleasure moans you're giving in your scenes are 100% real. So go out there, know how great a fuck you are, and make it my pleasure to beat my meat to you.