Five-minute rendezvouz

Heard about a two-minute man? Well, I here's the story of a date I once had in Puerto Vallarta which pretty much lasted about that long...but not for the reason you think. Hehehe. 

It was to be a short private dance or, as it's called in Mexico, un privado. Just a strip dance…nothing much more than that.  We agreed to meet discreetly at a specified time and he was to ensure the other people sharing the room were away.

Hello! There I am butt naked with ¼ of dick in his mouth

I was on time, he was on time, and we made it up to the hotel room very casually, very discreetly. We even laughed about it. I noticed he did not bolt the inside lock but said nothing. If that makes him feel more comfortable, more “safe“ then cool by me. Everything was going great. In no time I was standing there in all my fine nakedness with a hard hard-on. There was lots of touching and sucking and the boy (early 20‘s) wasted no time getting down to it. 

He sat near the edge of the bed and I stood over him sensuously grinding his mouth (the little lips couldn’t open wide enough to take much more than the head). Just so happens the wall and dresser mirrors were positioned perfectly and I got to watch me front and back…which never fails to turn me on.

I stood over him sensuously grinding his mouth full of head

Behold! The door opens and who should be standing on the threshold with mouths open and eyes popping but his buddies. Hello! There I am butt naked with ¼ of dick in his mouth. I stood there smiling at the two while the boy flew backwards from shame. He cursed his friend for 1) coming back early and 2) gawking with pleasure. The rude bastard, or as they say in Spanish, cabron, stood with the door open for a good half minute ogling us before he went away giggling. Que cabron!

Personally I wasn’t put off at all but the kid - whew! - he was mortified and, besides strangling his friend,  wanted nothing more than having the night deleted as graciously as possible. And who can blame him! 

BUT I can blame him for not trusting me enough to lock the door from the inside. That little prejudice cost him many years of embarrassment to come because you know homosexuals: they just looooove to talk mess and his fat idiot friend is going to be talking his ass off for years and years and years :)

Fastest pay-day I ever had; and that's g-r-r-reat! 

RentBUSTED (formerly Rentboy.com)

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The Rentboy website & co. done been rentbusted. Flake clients in America are at a loss where next to troll. Hello!

Seized.com : a domain name you only get ONE way -- and that ain't good.

Say whuh?! Rentboy CEO busted!

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You know him as Drilla (VIDEO)

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One of my all-time favorite scenes stars Drilla & Seduction (BreedItRaw). Okay, okay, Seduction is the reason I came across it in the first place (courtesy of Mecchocolat.com) and why he's on my Wish List but Drilla's in it too (hahaha). I've watched it over a dozen times; And it does it for me every time. Anywho, here's a video interview of the top man in his own words:

DEAR TROY ... Bartering for sex

Dear Troy,
I see you're in my city I would love to meet you but I'm dead broke. What if I let you fuck me on camera to make up for it? BBC Fan

Dear BBC Fan,
Let me fuck you for nothing? One, I am not Tim Kruger and two, what I do is not a hobby. Btw, write back and let me know if Papa Johns ever gives you a free pizza because your hunger warranted it.

DEAR TROY ... You're just a prostitute!

Dear Troy, 
... you're essentially a prostitute whether in person or on video...no amount of intellectual candycoating can change that.

Read more: http://troymoreno.blogspot.com/2015/05/do-me-favor-dont-call-me-escort.html#ixzz3c1B77Q00 

DEAR HATER,
Your observation is moot because you suppose what I do is wrong or vile. But I don't share your hang-ups. I also man up to what I do, which is more than can be said for your anonymous two-cents.

Best move I made

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One of the best moves I've made in my professional & personal life is when I just stopped giving a fuck about people who simply don't matter. The feeling is mutual...I learned that the hard way.

Book me: dance gigs, video-, photo- &amp promo shoots.

Do me a favor: Don't call me an escort

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I'm not an escort because I'm not escorting. I am not escorting because there's nothing in it for me.

There was a time when I was cool with it. I was serious about promoting myself; my services, availability, image (including full face and frontal), and I was eager to be hired and used. Used, not abused. I am in the business of objectification. It does not bother me in the least to be, within context, sexually objectified. It's rewarding to give pleasure. 

In fact, it is arousing, per se; It is arousing to be paid for sex. 

And I liked that the client had a great time with me...and felt the experience was worth it, money well spent. I felt proud of garnering repeat clients. I have kept in touch with several over the years even when our association progressed beyond sex.

But having my time frittered away by some pretend client or "#1 fan"? That is something I can not stand. I can't stand to waste time; not with folks I know and even less so with those timid souls who lurk in cyberspace anonymity, desperately resisting to "come clean", "talk turkey", or meet me halfway.

If the mood suddenly strikes you and you want to order me up like pizza home-delivery, satiate your sexual appetite, pay the tab and be done with me. No problemo. But to not pay for the service or, even before reaching that point, expect that I should persuade you to hire me is not okay. It's bullshit. As we Americans say, Time is money and, to use another phrase, Talk is cheap. So if one isn't about giving up the money - because it's degrading - then I'm not about being degraded by giving away my time and body so some manipulative, cheap motherfucker can get his rocks off. Nigga, please. I'm not to be had for the price of a compliment. No free meal here!

wanting to see me naked or wanting me to fuck you is not doing me a favor

I didn't escort because I was so pitifully unqualified to do anything else. Or because I was in search of love or friendship or human touch. The economy was bad and, true, job hirings were scarce so, for me, the curiosity of prostitution became less far-fetched. But the bottom line, though, is I started escorting because people were willing to pay to be with me...and I quickly became less offended by that proposition. Then the Internet became a common medium for doing business; then 'doing business' was downgraded to hook-ups. "sup?" "I luv the way u fuck, Troy!! Can we meat nsa?" "Ur videos (body/dick/sex/ass) are hot. I'm here anytime you want to fuck me." "Wanna play?" "Pls u send me a dick pic?" "Here's my ass, Troy. Call me if ur interested."  Wait: me call you? If I'm interested?? And don't get me started on the times I was stood up or sent to the wrong address. Suffice it to say, Internet users and porn fans have turned me off of escorting. After much disappointment & thought I've said to myself, What's in it for me? 

Answer: Nothing.

The minutia of two-faced, hypocritical, envious, fake, flaky, double-crossing, obsessed, cloak-and-dagger, painfully mysterious, energy-sapping, time-wasting, unhappy gay(sic), photo hound Internet trolls may be an occupational hazard but it is not one to which I have to shrug and cater. People will treat you the way you allow them to. And Troy, for one, has a life with irretrievable minutes; with interests much, much, much more substantive than being retweeted, 'followed', voted Best Whore, fawned over, promised the moon & stars. I realized this: Individual X has a desire to be with me, not the other way round; has sought me out, not the other way round; knows all of what I look like, not the other way round; and he/she may truly believe that I am nothing more than a sex worker, not.the.other.way.round. To be blunt, wanting to see me naked or wanting me to fuck you is not doing me a favor. But wanting me to be with you for free is doing myself a disfavor! Time is money. Shallow? Not if you live in the real world.

I am in the business of objectification. It does not bother me to be, within context, sexually objectified. In fact, it is arousing

I still enjoy providing adult entertainment and working in pornography, but as far as sharing my sex to fulfill the private lust of some faggot joker? That fucking ship has sailed.

I'd be a big shameless whore if I weren't so scrupulous

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I could get more porn work if I were willing to degrade myself further, including doing gigs for not so much money. Think on that the next time you see one of your favorite porn stars in, yet, another new production. Not that I find sex work degrading or demeaning (of course not); but we all have a threshold at which point it becomes uncomfortable to proceed. I pity the fools who show no such limitations. Linda Lovelace discovered hers. Edward Snowden discovered his. I know mine. Have you discovered yours?  

Unfortunately I do know the word no and there are brief moments when I resent it. I really do. If it weren't for this overly simplistic, monosyllabic word I'd be so much more contracted -- or dead. Oh well. Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da sometimes you simply gotta, as Nancy put it, Just say no!   

Spent & spunked

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When I say I entertain private parties, I mean I really entertain private parts, uh, parties. Oops.
This one was left a very happy camper. Judging from the pics we both were. Who's next?

creamy evidence of a satisfied fuck

Colorful bottoms

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Look at all of these hot, bright garments I now have to sheath my sword! These welcomed additions mark a stark reversal to my current wardrobe (not that there's anything wrong with it! Let's just say I prefer...'personality' in my cufflinks and bowties...but hate it in socks). 

Thank you guys so much for the gifts! I really do appreciate it and will share pics of me in them by-and-by.

ask and ye shall receive 

(if someone's listening, that is)

 String bikini. Oh tudo bon!

Wish it were you ?

Some (poor quality)pics from a lucky bugger

 a hint of my ass

 okay, okay I'm up!

but mini me ain't

Business is picking up

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Four dates in under 48Hrs and all without the bother of time-consuming, flaky hook-up websites-- including a VERY, VERY unexpected appointment at 6am this morning! I was already fast asleep - for almost three whole hours - from dancing all night when another escort wakes me up and asks if I'd join his threesome. Wtf?! My initial thought was, Why aren't YOU asleep in bed motherfucker?, then I turned over and looked at the clock and thought, Why the hell am I awake at six in the morning?! I'm one of those persons who can't easily fall asleep and with whom it's even harder to fall back asleep so when he got to the money part I was 1) all ears and 2) sensibly reasoned, "Okay." 

The Russian businessman came (I was half surprised, really...or maybe I was just still half asleep). Then came. By now it was after seven o'clock and, for a teeny-tiny moment I entertained putting on my sweats and heading to the gym; But I thought better of it, showered, and went back to bed. 

I must say, tain't a bad way to start the morning. If this is waking up on the wrong side of bed, I don't want to be right. Booyah!

Rambling briefs

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• Bought two cockrings this weekend. I have a thing for them -- a "big thing", to be immodest. Hehehe.

• Just realized a lot of homosexuals workout in my new gym. I recognized two or three off the bat - von Aschenbachs with mid-life crises tattoos, too tight 'muscle' shirts, overly preened facial hair, little boy Tadzio haircuts...y'know the type - and then I gradually realized I was receiving more than the typical number of casual hello's. Hmmm. Oh yeah: And some old dude was touching my foot in the steam room. I looked up to see him stroking his hard-on -- then split. Jesus faggot! Really! There is a time and place for everything. Like I would fuck someone in a legitimate gym! That shit happens only in porn and with porn stars. As the beautifully crude saying bluntly goes, Never shit where you eat. 

• There's a lot of casual cocaine use among Berlin queers. Very likely it's the same among heterosexuals but I work in a gay club and don't waste my money going out so I don't see the straight party people partying. How snow crosses all the way over here from Mexico, beats me. Maybe it's the stuff from Cambodia.... Either way it is STUPID. Drugs have a one-way street to doom and always win. Unless you're a genius like Hunter S. Thompson or Aldous Huxley or Sir Arthur Conan Doyle or Sigmund Freud, wherever is the appeal nowadays?? Genius functions on a scintilla of madness but, save for Thompson, the other three luminaries got wise and quit the junk because they realized it was fucking with their great minds. Thompson, on the other hand, loved to fuck with his mind.

• I'm starting to eat more fatty yogurts and cook more all-beef hamburgers after training in order to gain weight. I'm getting thin....  

• Few nights back someone took me on what turned out to be a tour of schwule Schoeneberg. Just one drink, he said. Yeah...one drink in four fetish bars. Ha! Now I know what the inside of those dives look like. Easily got my dick blown a few times. Oh and from the bar-hopping I got to spend the night - technically morning - with a young black Parisian. A writer. We had each other for nightcap -- literally. And breakfast. It would have made for a delectable porn shoot. Think we slept for three hours. I do hope he didn't miss his 10am flight home. Anyway I gave the boy quite the bon voyage.... Booyah! (pssst sorry, you won't find this tale in my upcoming travel book.) 

• XXX-star Kid Chocolate has indeed passed away. Thank you Kezster for sharing the following link Rawleatherdaddy.blogspot.com/2012/09/in-memoriam-javier-bravo-aka-kid.html  

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. 

U.K. madam stewing in Rikers

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Just think: had Anna Gristina kept her bonny ass in Scotland her "madam" skills would have ensconced her in a Victorian style mansion on a posh street versus the frightful Spartan cell on Rikers Island in which she now resides.

running a prostitution ring from an Upper East Side apartment

For those not in the know, Madam Gristina - no French origin, mind you - is the 44-year old Edinburgh woman recently denied reduced bail ($1m!) in Manhattan for running a prostitution ring from an Upper East Side apartment. How "upper"? Well clients were paying prostitutes upwards $1500 a session. High-end coochie, indeed!

www.twitter.com/troymission

U.S. Directory is BOGUS SHIT telemarketing scam

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You're gonna love this. After I paid for an ad on over-priced Men4rentnow I get an early morning call from some company billing itself as US Directory. She called me by my profile name - which was a totally made up one - so I thought it was a $$ call either in relation to M4RN or one of the model castings I applied to. Didn't take long to detect her accent (something islandy or Asiany) or realize she was reading a script...kept repeating I would be listed as a "lee-gita-mint business, ok?" "lee-gita-mint service provider. ok?" Then she asked for money. Oh?

Emailed M4RN about this affiliation and they emailed back, Negative. Whew, so I dodged that scam. From then on I ignored all 800/866 incoming calls. 

 you don't want to be a slut anymore?

Days later I see 1-888-217-5736 on the caller I.D. I answer it, hoping it would be about the pre-paid debit card I bought (btw, AVOID netSPEND debit cards!) Nope, it's not netSpend. It's Selena "Lee-gita-mint" Fuentes again. I wasn't going to stay on the line 10 minutes like before...was going to nip this one in the bud. Naturally she wouldn't accept no for an answer. Hey, I understand telemarketing is a shitty job so I try not to be rude. I tell her a listing is useless because I'm finish with this line of work and won't be using any more ads. Then homegirl goes:

"What, you don't want to be a slut anymore?"
No more parsing of words with legitimate service providers and other asinine euphemisms, I see.
"That's right," I answer undaunted. "There's no money in it. No money! Have to find a job...another line of work."  
"But--"
"Sorry but I won't be needing this listing or any other. I'm quitting this."
"You know what, Troy?"
"What?"
"You're a goddamn --"
CLICK.

Hung up on her ass and laughed my ass off! Homegirl was hot piiiiiiissed at not getting my money. Hahahahaha.

Here is the email she got around to sending me:

Greetings!

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The PREFERRED LISTING PACKAGE gives you :

* FEATURED PREMIUM PLACEMENT in our directory, prioritizing and highlighting your business with a yellow color, for the business to stand out. Also this will ensure that you will be seen in the first page of the search results and you'll be placed ahead and on top of all of your local competitors.

* MAXIMUM EXPOSURE ONLINE.
We will be entitling you to have 6 SPECIFIC MAJOR CATEGORIES ( rather than just one ) and UNLIMITED KEYWORD. So there would be no chance for you to be missed out by this clients looking for your type of business.

* LISTINGS IN TOP SEARCH ENGINES and DIRECTORIES.
Your business appears in AOL®, MSN®, Google™ Local and Yahoo!® Local listings, top directories like
SuperPages®, Citisearch®, Local.com and Switchboard®, search results from Google and Yahoo! ad campaigns, and
additional partner sites.

* 5 PAGE FULLY CUZTOMIZABLE WEBSITE.
Don't have a website? No problem. We'll help you create a website that's designed to
convert leads into customers at no extra cost....

The Preferred listing package is only $5 per mos. and only $0.25 per reference

US directory alone receives over HALF A MILLION impressions on activated sponsored listings every month.

Here's the link to our secured website, go to http://www.usdirectory.com/VS5r  [http://www.usdirectory.com/VS5r]

Selena Fuentes is one pissed-off bitch

Corbin Fisher is a fag douchebag

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Corbin Fisher sounds like a real piece of shit for suing former model, Jake Lyons, for promoting himself as an escort. I've read of some companies who have this concept of marketing 'young wholesome, innocent sex'...the sex that occurs whilst changing in the locker room after the game or after a ride through the woods or while waiting for the girlfriend to come back from the store. As a video theme it's okay; as a reality check it's DELUSIONAL. But so much about the homosexual community/movement is based on and perpetuates illusions and delusions.

1. there is nothing wholesome or innocent about porn
2. there is nothing natural about having a camera during sex and certainly not when a third party is holding the camera and calling out directions!
3. there are no conflict of interests betwixt porn and escorting...at least not in this universe
4. porn companies make bank off of models so models should be able to promote themselves from their works
5. pimping oneself is more honest and profitable anyway than working for someone's porn company -- especially when that company is Corbin Fisher

nice hirsute armpit!

I already can't stand Corbin Fisher for it's lily whiteness - ditto Sean Cody - (the models look like clones!) but to be so creepy and small as to sue a gay - or gay-for-pay - porn actor for advertising on a male escort site is shit. I've read other unflattering stories about the drama queens that run Corbin Fisher. Why would dudes still even opt to work for them?! How quickly these old fags forget. I guess getting rich accelerates amnesia. I say, let Corbin Fisher show Corbin Fisher.  It just might work. He can look to other lily white uglies Jake Cruise and Drake Rock for inspiration. YUK!

Just can't be (extra)nice to some people

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A client whom I'd previously met abroad got in touch last week to say that he'd be vacationing in L.A. -- if I was still in town and available to hook-up. I was planning to head down to S.D. but, wow, okay! He's a big voyeur and likes to watch me fuck...a live sex show...and asked me to find sexy partners. Men or women, it's all good. But the only stipulation for a guy was that he be "BIG". We exchanged emails for days, sometimes a few times a day, with me combing through profiles and forwarding pics and links of potential guys I'd be down for doing it with.

We settled on an agreement. Everything sounded cool. Then the emails stopped.

Now with two days to go before his arrival and still no word I think the motherfucker has flaked out on me. Had me do all the leg work and then hired the other guy(s). Ain't-that-a-bitch! Hate motherfuckers like this; and it's happened to me twice before...3 TIMES A DOOSEY and lesson well learned. Time is money. So if you're wasting my time.... Won't ever again trouble myself with accommodating such-and-such requests. So if you want a 3some with me but don't have the third man, then fucking find the third man. Hint: It's sure to be in the Film Noir section of the video stacks.

Hiring guys from Machofucker

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Hiring models from Machofucker or any other website or porno requires a heavy dosage of realism. This is important. If you are not realistic enough to keep in mind that pornography is fantasy, then you are being unrealistic...and if you're wrong from Square One, then everything else follows fucked up. Speaking in general terms:

• Why would a model want to go to bed with you? No, seriously, that's the blunt question. If your answer is "I dunno know" then you're unrealistic and should never, ever contact a model.
• If you can't afford to confirm a booking with a telephone call or deposit, then your cheap ass can't afford a date. No sex worker should give you the time of day.
• Just because a guy has sex on camera doesn't mean he wants to have sex with you...or is even easy to have sex with. Doing porn doesn't obligate me to pay attention to you, let alone fuck you.  
• Though he be an escort still doesn't mean you'll get to have sexual relations together.
• It ain't hard to hire strippers or porn actors for private functions

BUT if it ain't easy for you either, then chances are high the snag is on your end:  you are either in too remote a location, the wrong city (remember supply and demand? No sufficient demand, no supply), or are just too goddamn shady to be bothered with.  As the saying goes, Joe, No pay, no play. 

A very, very simple equation, that -- if you are REAL.