Artomatic 2012

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Some of my images are exhibited in this year's Artomatic, a month long art festival in D.C., in photography by Gordon Geise

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European soccer is boring

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Go Italy!! Go Germany!!

...BUT with such motivation as these I can certainly feign an interest.
Wouldn't want to be an ugly American, now would I?

Read more: Don't Go To Canuckistan; ó Rick Steves Blows 
(my other web log!)

Homos and drugs

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What is it with homosexuals and drug abuse!


I cannot abide drug users; And I encounter more than a few via escorting (contrary to popular mis-fantasy, no, we don't have pipes and snow on porn set). Furthermore I have yet to encounter the opposite sex whipping out anything harder than a tobacco cigarette. Having to get high or stoned in order to get it on is BULLSHIT...just another pretext to consume that fix. A functioning addict is not so much better than the homeless junkie who lives hand in cap -- he's just probably cleaner looking than his pavement counterpart and has yet to hit rock bottom. The crack/meth/dopehead is still a drug addict.

I don't know why people think I have stuff. I'm not a fucking drug mule

Getting high to have sex is such a blatantly self-destructive habit -- and cruel combination. It doesn't even appear to be very fun...it's like when one is trying to hard...trying to be fun. Drug use is an affront, thinly and desperately, aiming to camouflage insecurity. But, of course, loud and proud homosexuals don't have insecurities, right? After all, they're "gay".

For another thing, I don't know why people think I have stuff. I work in the adult industry, not drug trafficking. I'm not a fucking drug mule. And having one vice (sexual perversion) doesn't convince me to indulge in others...or being okay with others doing it. Many homosexuals don't like this morality of mine. Fuck 'em. Basic psychology: we like being around those who are like us. How maddeningly ironic this fact is lost on, of all peoples, the "gay community".  


"I only do this," goes the claim, "when I'm about to get fucked."
This is supposed to make me feel, what, flattered?
"And just," I should ask, "how seldom do you get fucked? Judging from your Grindr, Adam4Adam, Manhunt, Gayromeo, Gaydar, etc. online activities you'll understand if I think you get stoned every night."

Having to get high in order to get it on is BULLSHIT

I don't too much mind being called names by certain people because I already know the score. I'm sometimes a prostitute and I'm sometimes a prude but I'm never a goddamn drug-using dude. 

How smells this jockstrap?

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I know it's the norm fantasy(?) of sooooo many but, frankly, chicos I don't really get it. Yes, I get it that it's got but I don't personally get it get it, ya get me? Well neither did 73 year-old Carl Ericsson take kindly to smelling a young jock's nice, sweaty junk holder. Hello!

This 1950s locker room prank didn't exactly follow the AMG script. 

queer shit that will get your ass hurt in real life

Sex machine for a horny girl

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Finally hooked up with this girl I've chatted with here and there.
In retrospect I could've made it with her much sooner but...oh...I'm still an innocent when it comes to reading the signs people vibe me. That's why I'm so comfortable in my xxx work: there is zero ambiguity or gray area!

I'm so comfortable in my xxx work because there is zero ambiguity

Anyway, we met up for a nice, nice evening. She prepared a meal and I brought a bottle of wine and chocolate and my adorable self. Oh yeah....
We talked late into the night even as I slipped into my PJs. (Remember that Frasier episode where Frasier's actually in bed with the woman and has to call his producer, Roz, to gauge whether this woman wanted sex? Well, that has actually happened to me. I'd gone to bed with a girl in college - on my birthday, no less! - and then she says, "No I just want to sleep.") Such was not the case this time.

She made the first move (See above Frasier episode) but I didn't think it would go beyond kissing and petting. Then on top she hopped and, before I knew it, I was in like Flynn! Yowzers! This really took me by surprise. She rode me like a mad woman, plump brown titties dripping all in my mouth. In time I did manage to get free and roll on a condom (I'd left them in my bag in the hallway). You all know I'm a sex machine; and she was definitely horny so, together, it made for a loooooooong night of fucking. And sucking titties. I love titties; and hers are a pair of nice, fat black woman's titties. Come morning time - well, day light time, that is - we fucked some more. I went back to sleep, woke up again and, for the last time, fucked her again. It was mind blowing. My dick was getting a rug burn from the constant friction! Hello!

Like any good woman, homegirl was not about to let good dick go to waste

After that I refused any further cuddling (because it would lead to just one thing, yo) and said I had to be on my way. But. For one last hurrah she lay close to me and started stroking my chest - ignorant of how uber sensitive are my nipples - and, sure enough, the dick shot up. ZOOM!
"Oh damn!" she gushed. Like any good woman, homegirl was not about to let good dick go to waste: her blowjob was mag-ni-fi-cent.

Smack that ass

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Now this here is what we'd call an aggressive bottom. Dude has his knees kissing his ears whilst getting pounded pile-driver style and still - still! - demands the top fuck him harder. 
When the bottom is slapping the top's ass you know that dude loves taking a dicking. I do like the aggressive ones.

 

A goody bag of thongs

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Got an assortment of thongs and shorts over the weekend courtesy of a dear fan! Can't wait to try them out and post pictures...as soon as I get a new camera.

I never disappoint me in bed

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Well I don't love it...but, and I quote, Don't knock masturbation. It's sex with someone I love. 

-Woody Allen