I am Black, but to break it down, my ethnic background is African/Native American/Venezuelan. Therefore, the term "African-American" is a limiting misrepresentation. That statement may offend some, but this is who I am.
I may not look it, but I'm 37 years old. And usually guys younger than me get worn out by just watching me. Can you keep up? The only way to know for sure is to try. Start at my website,
http://tre-x.com,
http://myspace.com/trexavier
&
LASTLY, BUT IMPORTANT
If you only have 1 race of people on your friends list, DO NOT SEND ME A FRIEND REQUEST. You are on an American-based website.
So open your heart to at least friendship to every race
Or on my list, you will have no place.
Tre Xavier's view of things in this world. The new title represents his reptutation in his blogs to see beneath the surface,and share that discovery with you.
Recently, I went to Macho Mondays at Nowhere Bar here in NYC. I arrived later than planned - THANKS MTA. Once I finally got there, a couple of yards away, I saw a friend of mine talking to a cute guy. In case there was something going on there, I didn't want to intrude, so I didn't go up to this friend and say "hello" just yet.
A little later on, I started walking around the bar to avoid looking like a statue, and I wound up so close to my friend that it would have been rude of me to not say "hello", so I did. He then did the introductions between me and the cute guy, and I felt a connection to the cute guy right away. Even though the cute guy was introduced a his friend, you can never be sure unless told in exact words as to whether or not they really were friends, or was the cute guy someone he was just beginning to date, hence the introduction as "friend".
I didn't hang with them. I went to do my own thing, and gawk at the go-go boys from a distance. Especially the one who seems hell-bent on giving me a lap-dance. Truth is I want him to dance for me, but not on my lap - do a bump 'n' grind on my ass, and I'll be happier than a pig in slop. Anyway, I was standing near the bar, and the cute guy showed up.
I said, "Well, hello again."
He flashed me his child-like endearing smile, and returned a hello. He ordered his drink at the bar, and left. Some time later, he came back, and I joked with him saying, "We must stop meeting like this."
He gave me that smile again, and asked me if I was having fun. I told him I was, and asked if he was having fun. He said, "Yes", then while holding my gaze into his beautiful blue eyes, he slowly took my hand. That led to us standing there leaning our heads against each other with that tension of wanting to kiss, but not.
He asked me where I lived, and I told him the Bronx. I return the question, and it turns out he didn't live far. We did a little small talk, and we took a breath, let our heads meet again, but this time we gave in ----and kissed. As soon as we started rubbing each other's chest, I knew at least for that night, I was his, and he was mine. And it was confirmed when our talking about where we lived, was rehashed by him extending an invitation to me to come back to his place. I accepted. He went to say goodbye to his friend. When he returned, we left the bar.
Once at his place, he wasted no time in getting undressed. So much so that I had to hurry in order to catch up. He was stripped down to his underwear, and I totally forgot that I went commando that night. So once he saw that I had no underwear on, he lost his as well.
Here's my constant dilema with being versatile - if I think about topping, I'm always wanting the other guy to be just as versatile as well, so unless we talk about who is what (top, bottom, versatile), I'm always anxious because I don't know what to desire of the other guy. This time was no different, especially because he had a nice thick cock I wanted to wrap my hole around, but also a nice plump ass I would to check the bounce of by slamming into it.
We laid on the bed and started making out. My hands could not get enough of his massaging his ass, then to be fair in sending sensation to all parts, I went down to suck his dick. Now when giving a blow-job, I've gotten used to the reaction from a guy of intense moaning and that muscle under the shaft contracting like he's about to shoot a load into my mouth at any second. So what happened next was a shock.
As he laid there, I was just sucking away, but I realized that I wasn't getting either of the aforementioned reactions. It turns out ---he fell asleep. Considering my past result from giving a blow-job, this was a bit of a blow to my sexual ego. I thought to myself, "Oh no he didn't! (in the words of Bernie Mac) This sommumabitch! He fell asleep during one of MY blow-jobs?! What the fuck!
This was a humbling moment as my initial reaction shows that I was beginning to believe that I gave a good enough blow-job that it could probably resurrect the dead. This momnent showed me that was not the case. So once I got over myself, I took note that he may have had an early day that had exhausted him. A day that didn't lessen his attraction to me, or his desire to have his horniness satisfied by me because of that attraction. So with that and my Aries determination in mind, I was sure that I would get to have a deeper connection with that body by morning. So I cuddled with him. Going to sleep with major wood, because I went to sleep massaging his ass cheeks, and fingering around his hole.
I never slept straight through the night. I woke up occasionally and would continue playing with his ass. With each wake-up, my desire for us to fuck kept growing. That's why during one of those wake-ups, I started stroking his cock. Being how I love nature, and how the mind works, I was turned on to feel his dick getting hard in my hand while he was in a deep sleep.
When he finally woke up, he was all over me with our morning woods rubbing between us. Part of what was contributing to my morning wood was because I could feel that he was about to redeem himself from the night before. And he did.
At one point, with me laying on my back, he straddled me. He reached over into a drawer on the side of the bed and got out a condom and lube. Well, I found out his position once he started to put the condom on my dick, and lube up his ass. He guided my dick inside him, and it was so nice and tight. I laid there and started pumping into him with him moaning, "Oh yeah, fuck me!"
As much as I loved the feel of his soft ass cheeks cushioning against my groin, and his thick cock bobbing up and down in sync with my thrust into him, I wanted to really fuck him. So I turned him on his back staying inside him, and fucking him missionary. Now what top can really rate themselves? Exactly, none. But I will say that I must have done something right because his dick was hard the whole time I was fucking him. I later put him on his side, then on his stomach. This really turned me on to see how much his ass bounced by me banging into him. Which led me to go for doggy style, which he seemed to like most, and evidently so did my dick, because not only did I come, BUT I kept fucking him for a little bit more after until my slowly deflating cock fell out to a point where I knew I couldn't get it back in.
We laid there and he asked if I wanted some more, probably unaware that I came. And of course I did, but I decided to ask for what I haven't had yet ----his dick in my ass. So I responded with, "No. I'd much rather ride your dick."
He got out another condom, and I lubed up my ass, and slowly tried sliding down onto his thick dick, and had to add more lube because I was back to my mighty tight self. This time, when I slide onto his dick, I still could feel the tightness, but I wanted him so much that I went right to riding his dick HARD. Can you say, "Hurt So Good"?. He came, and I kept him inside me for a little bit longer, as I love the feel of a man's cock throbbing in my ass while shooting his load to the very last drop of cum is released.
We got in the shower with me showering first. By the time he entered I was pretty much done, so because of my kink for wet bodies I pretty much spent our time together in the shower watching the water and soap suds run off of him, and going down that sweet slope that is his ass. Once out of the shower, we got dressed. When he got in his underwear, his ass looked so hot in them that if we both didn't have plans for the day, I would have definitely fucked him good and hard again right then and there. Well after the redeeming piece of ass he gave me already....that would have been a bonus ;-)
"Press Is Press" - A Cry For Help (11/17/09) [View | Hide]
A few months ago, I went to a NY Jock Party, and saw Diesel Washington. He said that he had a bone to pick with me. He never told me what, and I know I never said anything offensive about him, so I brushed it off, and had my fun for the night. Then the day after Hustlaball, when I went to View Bar in NYC, where Diesel was one of the guest, I found out what his bone to pick with me was.
It seems that he was bothered by me using him as an example without informing him of it when I speak of the racism in the gay porn industry and how they act like the only image of a hot black male is big, dark-skinned, buffed, and quite often bald. I knew from the moment he spoke that there was nothing offensive about what I said. It's a reality, and if you benefit from it, just acknowledge that you benefit from it. If I said the he revels in it, then he might have had a right to be offended. Even while knowing I said nothing offensive, I still took time to listen. I have so much going on that it tooks days to process, then I realized I did nothing wrong.
With that in mind, I sent Diesel an email explaining all this, and how while he claims to be so much more than that image, it was not the focus of my posts, nor is it my job to promote that, just as I don't expect him to do it for me. That is, if such is the case, because the fact is he furthers that image of the "mandingo" as the only black male in every narrow-minded gay white American.
In response, I got this long-winded email from him claiming how my blogs make me sound "jaded and bitter". Why would I be jaded and bitter? I'm not the one who in a recent post was complaining about how he can't just unwind at a sex party - Diesel is. I'm not the one complaining about how he's "jaded about relqationships", but Diesel is. Any mental health professional will confirm that such complaints from Diesel show that he is a prisoner of his own celebrity. It's the usual case of someone saying "you're this and you're that", when the finger really should be pointed in their mirror.
So whose "jaded and bitter"? Not me, especially since my retirement, I no longer have the complaints Diesel has. For since retiring, I've been dating more than I've dated during my entire time in the porn industry. Dating guys who know of my porn past, my non-apologetic attitude for that past, and the still sexually-free nature that allowed it, with the icing on the cake being the intellect and standards that I'm not afraid to show, because I won't lower myself to playing a fool's game. I'm just the one calling a spade a spade, and taking solace in that, and many people have been respecting me for it, with even more people respecting me now. And with a fan-base of actual thinkers, instead of a bunch of dim-witted White American creatures of habit, I have every reason to have the smile on my face that I now have. For the actual thinkers are the ones I want knowing my name.
Any loyal reader to this blog knows that the mood shifts constantly. Today a serious topic, a couple of days later - a sex tale, or one week -dealing with issues, the next week - sexual fantasies. I have always maintained a balance. So another one of Diesel's claims from his email about how I'm always attacking someone is nothing more than him buying into the image that sites like The Sword, Unzipped, and Fleshbot have painted of me as suffering from ABMS (Angry Black Man Syndrome), because I have often tipped these sites off to my blog posts of lighter fair, but they practically never mention them. And if they do, they try insulting me in the process, which lessens its sex appeal. Yet they mention such tales from white performers with just occasional insult. So if I attack these sites, I have every justifiable reason to do so. There is an obvious bias in their so-called reporting.
Also, in his email, while I insisted on keeping this matter between us private so that we wouldn't give the racist hypocrites in gay porn media ammo to say how blacks don't stick together. He kept baiting me at least 3 times to post it in a blog. Rather than play to his infantile cry for attention, I decided that if he mentions it at all, then I'll make out disagreement public here.
Like the saying goes of keeping your friends close, but keep your enemies closer, I kept occasionally checking his blog to make sure he was keeping quiet (hence how I got the previous links on his blog), as while I made it clear I didn't want to make this disagreement public and spreading over the blog-o-pshere (as I've grown secure enough to not need such attention), his baiting me showed that he wanted the attention, so he needed to be watched. And it came one day, when I saw on his blog that he mentioned names of who he had blog wars with, and I was one of the names he mentioned. I thought to myself, "No he did not include me in that". For (1) it wasn't a blog war, and (2) if it was asked to be kept private for the good reason I believe I gave, then a mature adult would have agreed and kept it as such, instead of trying to make it seem like this infantile battle with me over his stereotypical porn ego was some war wound to brag about.
Because of that mention of my name, in a post on MOC Blog about him, I wrote this comment:
After my recent email exchange with Diesel Washington (one that I tried to keep private while he's making public), I've come to realize that people don't assume he's an idiot because he does porn. It's because he sides with the very people who are part of the problem, and never challenges them to be part of the solution. People like Unzipped Magazine and The Sword.
He saw this, and this past Thursday, he wrote a post about me. One that because of all I have going on, I didn't discover until this week. In it, he called me a Contributing Editor of MOC Blog. I'm sure this was an attempt to make me look weak for puting my response to him in a comment, instead of an entire post. Well that can be easily explained. For (1) I make it my business to never take a title that is not mine, and Contributing Editor of MOC Blog is NOT my title, it is as a Contributing WRITER. Therefore, if I write anything, it has to get Victor Hoff's OK to get posted, and (2)I never suggested writing a post about Diesel, because I was not about to waste Victor's web space on Diesel Washington's cry for attention. Furthermore, the situation didn't warrant an entire blog post. The combination of events (like these), and my nipping them in the bud - maybe, but not that one instance. Once again, the pornstar ego's cry for attention. And with all of my recent creative endeavors, I posted in blog posts, tweets, and Facebook updates, I have no desire to waste my time and perfectionist nature on satisfying his ego.
So why am I writing this post, while it gives Diesel the attention he craves so much? Because (1)while Diesel is attemtping to make me look bad, he's making MOC Blog look bad as well by claiming I have a higher title than I actually have with MOC Blog. And to believe such a false claim of my position with MOC Blog can make readers lose respect just as I lost respect for Unzipped because of Zach Sire's racial insensitivity, and I lost respect for The Sword for promoting Paul Bookstaber with his unprofessional antics. And my feeling is that you can say what you want about me, but leave my friends out of it, and (2) most importantly, to show how unlike his attack on me, which is a bunch of conjured-up tales to big himself up, I am delivering the facts of what happened and what any mental health professional can confirm as the reason for his actions. So I'll give Diesel attention, but not positive attention. And if he's foolish enough to believe in that saying of "press is press", then that's his cry for help to deal with, not mine.
I was advised by a good friend to just let this go, because it's all about ego. Now I can assure you that my ego is not bruised. For once I left the porn industry, I decided to conduct my online presence in confrontations the same way I conduct them in the real world. That method being that when a verbal confrontation arises, I say what I have to say, turn my back, and walk away - because when I'm done speaking, that's the end of the conversation, and in my eyes, the end of you. And that is why Diesel's 2nd reply email was deleted UNREAD, as it was me closing the matter privately. And now, due to the aforementioned provocation of including someone else, no matter what he or any goonies says in return, I am publicly saying my piece on the matter, therefore this is the end of this matter.
This quote for my "Write That Down" category, I believe is so self explanatory that a backstory is unnecessary. However, you will be able to gather the backstory soon enough. So write this down....
I don't believe in the old saying of "keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer." Because there may come a time when you'll need one arm to lift up the friend, but in the very same breath, use the other arm to push the enemy down his long overdue trip to hell. At that time, you'll need both - friend and enemy, just as close.
This past Wednesday morning, I received an email about 8:45 AM. It was from Audacia Ray. What was so strange about this was the fact that I at the time I received this email I was working on the draft for my post, "Including The Ladies" to the point that I had already mentioned her.
I told Audacia about this and she replied with, "I guess my bloggy sense was tingling!"
It turns out that since August, Audacia has been co-hosting a reading/performance series called, Sex Worker Literati with author and editor David Henry Sterry. And on Thursday, December 3rd, they are having a rent boy and gay porn star night, and an invitation was extended to me be do a reading or performance.
I'm quite honored to be asked, because it shows that my plan to be recognize for my talents like writing is going beyond my time in blue movies. In addtion, knowing that another guest inlcudes Jeffrey Escoffier, the author of the recently published book "Bigger Than Life: The History of Gay Porn Cinema from Beefcake to Hardcore" is going to be there doesn't hurt either, who I saw before at the LGBT Center, where I boldly asked questions.
I can tell you now that I don't plan to do just an ordinary reading. I want my appearance there to be this blog coming to life for you, so I hope to use some interactive media, and hold your interest. Maybe even more so than I do in a regular post that you read here.
So MARK YOUR CALENDARS for:
SEX WORKER LITERATI
Thursday, December 3, 2009
8:00pm - 10:00pm
@Happy Ending
302 Broome Street
(between Forsyth and Eldridge)
New York City
21 and up + FREE
Please come out and support as a portion of proceeds from the bar supports sex workers rights groups.
Fight The People (With Love) (11/14/09) [View | Hide]
There were many signs that my fun with porn had come to a close. One of those times was when I was so ecstatic to see my reply answered with a "Yes" to Reed McGowan asking for people to be in this music video. What made me ecstaticwas that I was glad for the departure. Furthermore, even after talking to Reed on the phone, I had no idea of how much of a departure this video would allow me to make.
I was asked to bring a change of clothes. One, a suit if I had it, and the other, something a lot more casual. Still, I was so caught up in doing something unrelated to porn, that I didn't see the transformation that was going to take place coming at me, until I did my change of clothes.
I went from being a solemn & uptight nerd, to a happy & partying bi-guy.
The difference between the change in video and who I am in reality is that while in the video, I went from being one extreme to the other, but in real-life, I'm some degree of both and more 24/7. I'm quite the chameleon.
I am very proud of my small part in this video, as it has a big message.
It has come to my attention that I may have a good number of female readers. Sadly, it may seem strange to some gay men that catering to my female readers as well is now such a big concern of mine. What gave birth to this was because when a woman commented on my blog recently, she seemed worried about my being offended by her being a reader. I felt she should have no need to have such a concern, and any gay/bi male who makes a woman feel that way is a malevolent dipshit.
I first discovered I had a female reader about 3 years ago on my old blog "Tre Xavier's Blog" when I wrote about my attendance at a bi-sex party, and my first taste and pleasing entry into a woman's pussy. I haven't had another female come forward until about a year ago. And I cannot forget also last year, when NakedCity.comwas in existence, Audacia Ray named my blog 1 of "6 Pornstar Blogs Worth Reading". Still, I'm thinking at this time that female readers are a rarity for my blog.
HOWEVER this past month, 3 more women have come forward. (1) a comment last month on my post about my DP candidates, while (2) & (3) were discoverd from an online chat with one of my female Facebook friends who told me that she AND her friend are fans of my blog. That's why I said in a recent Facebook update, "....Maybe if there's 4, there's more."
This now makes me wonder that if this total of 5 women who have come forward about reading my blog, then how many more women are out there reading my blog, yet my writing isn't catering to. Therefore, ignoring how these women as contributors to whatever notoriety my blog may have. Shame on me!!!!
The "shame on you" finger I'm giving to myself is the same one I've repeatedly given to mainstream gay porn studios for not acknowledging their ethnic consumers with their so-white casting. I'm not going to be a hypocrite and act like I don't deserve that finger, because if I'm ignoring a part of my fanbase, I most certainly do.
While the majority of the time I talk about what guys I'm into and what I have or would like to do with them, Some gay men may also wonder why do I have female readers. That is a question that's easy to answer. For the same way that there are straight men turned on by lesbian sex, it's not far a stretch to believe that some straight women can be turned on by gay male sex. Possibly even more so in literary form, as women are more mentally stimulated, while men are more visually stimulated.
New readers may not be aware that (1)I'm a predominately gay bisexual, and (2)I am by no means foolish enough to be a hetero-phobe. Now, for those that can't handle my bisexuality, at least I'm not a gay-for-pay bitch in denial claiming I'm 100% straight when the proof is right in front of you of how I'm not. In other words, you should appreciate my honesty instead of condemning it. And for you hetero-phobes, you should appreciate heterosexuality as it is the sexual orientation that brought you into existence, therefore scoffing at it makes you a damn fool, because you're living a life of denial like a gay-for-pay porn actor. I brought up these facts about myself to show what may contribute to my appreciation of my female fanbase.
The abilities that nature has given women makes them a great addition to my fanbase, such as a woman's way of reasoning, her craving to communicate and exchange knowledge, not to mention the ability to bear children, an ability that many gay men probably envy, while I live in awe of it.
So to my female readers, I hope this post helps you to forgive my oversight as it explains why I honor you as well, and give you a great BIG THANKS for your continued support.
The Media Worthiness of Levi Johnston's Johnson (11/10/09) [View | Hide]
Media worthiness? Try "media overkill"!
If you want a picture of media overkill, then you might want a picture of Levi Johnston. It's quite disappointing of how many gay men are salivating over knowing that he's preparing for a Playgirl shoot. Disappointing to the point that I recently posted this comment on MOC Blog to a post about Levi Johnston:
Maybe it's just me, but I don't see the big deal about Levi Johnston. Is he good looking? Yes, but not THAT good-looking.
In all reality, he is just another young white guy, getting naked for the camera so they can pay for something, like school. No different than the guys on Fratmen.com. In his case, he may also be paying to financially support his young son. The only reason this is making such big news is because this is really him flipping the bird to Sarah Palin's uppity conservatism. Wouldn't you do what he's doing if you wanted to piss off the (most likely) overbearing grandmother to your son named Sarah Palin? That is IF YOU WERE HIS AGE, therefore prone to play games like that. I just hope Palin doesn't try to use this against Levi, and make him seem like an unfit parent because of it.
First off, I'm glad to report that it's not just me. Levi Johnston is just another white boy in Playgirl's overload of white to light-complexion-only regimen, throwing in a few dark spots so they can say they're not racist. Plus, he really isn't that good-looking. I've seen a decent number of guys on Playgirl who have the looks and are doing things with their lives that make them deserve alot more fanfare.
So what's the turn-on? The fact that his behavior is flipping the bird to his son's conservative and probably overbearing grandmother, Sarah Palin. For an bunch of supposedly grown males in their 30's, 40's and beyond to be turned on by this is a shame. For you must be extremely stupid and infantile to let the antics of teenager acting out to be what turns you on. Especially when you consider what it can cost him.
I will admit that acting out in one way or another is why many get into porn, and I was no exception. However, in all your stereotypical gay selfishness, you're forgetting that Levi has a son to think of. Levi may be so into his 15-minutes of fame, that he might be forgetting that fact himself, which is why it's not wise of him to add to his already agitating Sarah Palin by doing this photoshoot with talking bad about her on top of it. And that is what should concern us all. What if Sarah Palin uses his posing for Playgirl compounded with Levi talking bad about her as a way to make Levi seem like an unfit parent?
While you're having anxiety attacks over seeing Levi Johnston's johnson, I'll leave you with that thought.
Fu's Unleashing Starts November 9th (11/8/09) [View | Hide]
Lately, I've been to sex parties where I've topped for the entire night. This has put me in the position where I haven't bottomed for almost 3 weeks now. For someone looking to get double-penetrated, I don't believe that now is a good time for fate to slow down how often my hole opens up with a smile.
According to what happened to me at the sex party, Olympus last Friday, the title of this entry shows that to be what I seem to be becoming. It was definitely a case of "so many men, so little time". And also, so many willing to take in my dick. I will be honest of the many guys there, I fucked 4 times.
Fuck #1-A hot Latino whose ass was so inviting, I was the 2nd guy to fuck him in a tag-team session.
Fuck #2-was a muscular White American. We were trying to decide who between us was going to fuck this other young guy. So it was whoever got hard first, was going to get a chance. I got hard first, but (to my surprise) he was so tight, he couldn't take me. But the White American also wanted my dick, so he let me fuck him missionary, but since he claimed to not normally bottom, he wanted me to go slow. Now either he was new to bottoming, or he was able to pull off that lie, because he does Kegels as much as (if not more than) I do. Because his ass was so nice and tight, and I was shocked to enjoy fucking an ass in slow motion so much. Most guys I've tried fucking half that slow are so loose that they make me lose my hard-on. I didn't come with him either. I pullled out before I got that far, because my cock needed a break. In fact, while my cock needed a break, I was still craving to fuck. This led me to:
Fuck #3- I saw the Latino from Fuck #1 on his knees leaning on a sofa, worshiping a hot guy's bod. I saw that sweet round caramel ass there sticking out, and dived my cock in again. I wanted to shoot a load into that condom so bad, but a few people who need lessons in sex party etiquette rules that I've haven't gotten to writing down yet caused my load to withdraw. I later discovered this night wasn't the 1st time I ever fucked him. He reminded me that I had fucked him at a NY Jock Party once. I never forget a hot guy's face, so I knew I had seen him before, but some voyeur around me must have really annoyed me to make me forget that I explored this hottie's hole in the past. I won't let that happen again. That's why I'm writing this down now.
Fuck #4-My final fuck of the night was a slim European. I never learned exactly where he was from, but he was 2 of my favorite things...HOT & HORNY. One of the few heavier guys there fucked him while I was watching, and he saw me watching, and getting hard from the sight of his ass bouncing. So as soon as the heavier guy was done, Euro-hottie turned his ass to me so I could fuck him. With this sight I gladly prepped my cock, and dived in. I fucked him sometimes fast sometimes slow. Sometimes I slammed hard into his ass, and others, I got off on seeing my crotch slowly squeeze his ass cheeks as I put my cock deeper inside him. Would you believe as hot as this was, and as long as this went on, I still didn't come. But I went home satisfied to the point that I slept well. It was the next morning that I woke up with a raging hard-on that I needed to beat off.
I was a bit disappointed how no one made me want to bottom. There was a possibility my double-penetration was going to happen later that weekend, and I needed someone to prepare my hole for such an entry. That's why I was hoping this one guy I met at another sex party would show up, but he didn't. He would have definitely prepared me, because he has a big cock, and he fucks hard, like at least one of my DP candidates.
I did meet up with my DP candidates Halloween night. I worried a DP wouldn't happen, and it didn't. BUT instead I got one of the hottest tag-team sessions ever. While I sucked one's cock the other fucked me, then the other got his turn, and while I'm getting fucked missionary, the boyfriend who was fucking me before, was now fucking his boyfriend. Both of them came while fucking me, then I was fine leaving it at that, because I'm the kind of guy who can mentally get off by knowing that my ass got you off. It was part of the reason that my cumshots on Tyson Cane and Pitbull shoots took so long to happen. But these guys were determined to see me shoot a cumload, I was even offered one of their asses to fuck. However, while it pained me to turn down that invitation (if you saw his ass, you'd understand my pain), I was basking in how I was finally bottoming again. So to make me come, we made out, with me jerking off with one hand, while the other hand was massaging one boyfriend's ass, and simultaneously my face and tongue were buried in the ass of the other boyfriend. Between the feel of ass in my hand and against my face, as well as flashes of what the sex would look like as a porno all made me shoot my load. After all this, I washed up, went home, and with good reason, slept for hours.
So YES, I was Super Top for the last 3 weeks, especially last Friday night, but thanks to my DP candidates, I may not have redeemed my bottoming prowess by way of a double-penetration like I hoped for, but that hot tag-team on my ass was a fucking hot intro to what can happen in the near future. What is also good is the fact that I was beginning to feel like I was going to go through withdrawal from not bottoming for so long. After all, that's what I find to be the beauty of being versatile - the ability to avoid getting into a sexual rut.
Those of you who follow me on Twitter and/or are friends of mine on Facebook may recall seeing this Friday morning:
Falcon is SICK as the Jarics epitomize gay male narcissism that makes a guy couple with his look-alike. It makes the sex look incestuous.
This statement spawned from a passing thought on the racism within the American gay culture, especially here in NYC, of how interracial dating is now an oddity in the gay community, while becoming more common in the straight community. Also leading to that posting was how while I have nothing against the Jarics, I am just stating what is undeniable. Falcon Studios choosing to hire a real couple who look so much like each other (both facially and physically) adds to their list of errors because the Jarics can easily be seen as symbolic of that stereotypical gay male narcissism that makes one couple with someone who looks like himself. It's that same stereotypical narcissism that is making interracial dating happen less frequently in the gay community. Therefore, while both communities should have evolved the same way in regards to interracial dating, I am seeing the straight community progressing, but in the meantime the gay community is regressing.
This brings me to why for my next "Write That Down" quote, I decided to explain why so many guys I fool around with and/or date are not Black like myself, even though I see a many HOT Black men out there to choose from. It is as follows:
Everytime I take a shower, take a piss, beat my meat, or prepare to poke a hot guy's sweet mouth or ass, I see a hot Black cock. So I am probably more drawn to non-Black guys sexually because of the novelty. They have something I don't. A something that is not any more beautiful than what I have, but it is different. And I have more respect for gay men who love that difference, because it takes them one step further from playing into the stereotype of gay male narcissism. Hence why I also so greatly understand and respect a straight guys attraction to women. For they like I, are admirers of physical traits of the beautiful adult human form that are novelties since we can't see them on our own bodies. While narcissism is nurtured, this admiration (be you straight, gay, or bi) is natural and should be praised.
Fu Manchu's Weapon Of Evil (11/2/09) [View | Hide]
In various blog posts, I have mentioned being part of a "Fu Manchu" movie. Well, the movie is finally coming to fruition where you can see that I was not all talk, as the 9-part webisode movie, "FU MANCHU'S WEAPON OF EVIL" debuts on YouTube on November 9th.
Before involving myself with this project, I didn't know much about the character of "Fu Manchu". I heard the name, but knew no details about this character. So I went to a modern day reliable source, Wikipedia and found plenty.
To explain why my name is not listed as "Tré Xavier", when I signed on to do this, I was still considering to stay in porn, but planned on keeping the identities for porn and more mainstream entertainment separate. So for "Fu Manchu's Weapon Of Evil", I went back to my pre-porn stage name, LeNair Xavier Taprovo. Now you know where the initials L-X-T originate from in my self-stamped monicker, The L XTreme, which you may have noticed on my producing duties. Once I decided to retire from gay porn, I was going to keep using "LeNair Xavier Taprovo". However, under advisement from Christopher Jones of Jones Model Management, I decided to keep using "Tré Xavier". Christopher Jones reminded me that I've now made a brand with the name "Tré Xavier", and like they say, "if it ain't broke, don't fix it". And I realized that he was right, because by way of this blog, I have taken the name "Tré Xavier" beyond porn without even trying.
In honor of the cast and crew, the director, Marc Briatack, made a blog post showing his appreciation for all of our hard work and dedication to this project. This is what he had to say about me:
What can I say about our main Dacoit (basically a ninja), LeNair Xavier Taprovo? LeNair is a friend, and since we had no budget on this film, I nervously tapped my friends to help out. He could have said "no." Instead, he showed up every day we needed a disguised servant of Fu Manchu to either attack someone or get "beaten up" or "disintegrated." He has no lines in the film, but provides us with a necessary presence through out most of it. The guy is aces, and a real professional talent that I hope to showcase in another production, and has my eternal gratitude!
I was quite flattered to read this, and glad to see someone take notice of how much of myself I put into a creative undertaking, even when it's not of my own creation. The same quality of putting so much of themselves into a project can be said for the cast members that I met. I would name names (as I've become known to do here), but in this case, there are cast members who I haven't had the pleasure of meeting, and I don't want to deny them the praise they deserve for being a part of this as well. So I'll leave that duty up to Marc's blog post, and will hopefully meet them all at the upcoming screening party.
FU MANCHU'S WEAPON OF EVIL debuts on YouTube on the director, Marc Briatack's channel starting November 9th, with a new webisode debuting over the next 8 Mondays to follow.
I hope you enjoy watching it as much as, if not more so than I enjoyed being a part of it.
I've long realized that at a lot on my trips to sex parties, or parties in general, that once I get started, all the wallflowers are wallflowers-no-more.
This has been the case for me since I first came out and started going to Splash to dance. On Saturday nights, I would get there early enough to see when they transform the bar into a club by moving all the tables. See a few people go on the dancefloor dancing aimlessly. Watching this made me less anxious to dance, and as much as I love dancing, it's sad when people take that joy away from you. So I had to go into my own zone and feel it, tuning everyone else out. Then the mood to stop standing on the sidelines, and hit the dancefloor would hit me. What I started to see after a few weeks was that after a few minutes of me on the floor, a bunch of people hit the dancefloor at once.
Before you go there, this is not arrogance. I've watched this closely enough that I can tell you that at the time I hit the dancefloor, few enough people were on the floor that I would know if someone left or entered. And I can testify that some left, but no one entered until the crowd came in all at once - after I had been dancing for a few minutes. Hence how I've concluded that I must give off an energy to draw people in.
This ability to draw people in has followed me from the dancefloor then, to the sex parties now. Even as recent as my last post on sex party etiquette, I seem to be in the pair or group that motivates everyone else. I also did it at the indoor pool party, Banya where I made out with a guy in the jacuzzi, while everyone else was looking and wanting to approach each other, yet being wallflowers. By the time me and my playmate left the jacuzzi, practically everyone was either making out, or making their way to the guy who tickled their fancy, so they could make out with him.
I was wondering if any sex parties have a position like "Motivational Fucker". I believe they do, as I have in the past back when I was doing porn, was invited to the All Male Party that I spoke of in my old blog with that purpose in mind of getting things rolling. I got free entry into the party because of it. And believe me, I am by no means knockin' the free entry, BUT I would like to know is if any parties pay for it instead of giving one free entry. Because if that were the case, I would make myself available to every hot gay and bi sex party in the city. Considering my aforementioned rep at sex parties, I think I should. Not just because of my need for a job, but to think about the process in making that job go off without a hitch would make the gig a thrill from the start.
First, I would get a hot guy who I know wants to have sex with me, and is man enough to not have a specific type, for they know as I do that VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE, plus it makes them easier to become playmates with the patrons. Therefore, our job is to be the first to pair off and/or start a group, and get the sex party started. Making all the wallflowers peel themselves off the wall and get some. If not from us, then with whoever catches their eye. Seeing myself get the party started would be the fuck with my "partner in crime" all the more exhilarating.
I have so many people I would choose to take along with me for a gig like this, I would go from being Motivational Fucker, then quickly promoted to Star Fucker in no time. My buddy from "Live On Stage....FUCKING!" would definitely be considered a partner for the job. My name would become synonymous with starting the freakiness at sex parties. That is....if it isn't already. Because as you may have read here already, I've done some wild shit.
And if you haven't read, I'll leave now to start with this slideshow in doing some naughty research.
I'm Cancelling THIS Sunday @The Hose (10/31/09) [View | Hide]
Hi guys,
Just writing to inform you that I have pulled myself out of dancing this Sunday at The Hose. It was a last minute decision on my part to sign up for it, and I realized that I can't plan (therefore give) a proper show if I don't have the time to prepare, which is something a weekend like one including Halloween doesn't give much of because of the time it takes to make plans for fun and normal matters in one's life.
For those of you who were planning on coming and showing your support, I appreciate the thought, and hope you will when I issue a new date for my appearing there. Thank you.
In Lust With....Denis Reed (10/27/09) [View | Hide]
It should be no surprise for this post to come about since I have mentioned liking Denis Reed in the past. It was watching him in a scene that made me shoot my load while demonstrating the Real Touch at Daniel's place on Fire Island.
Last week, I was inspired to write this when I saw that Chronicles of Pornia thought the same as I about how hot he is. What I'm wondering is whether or not, it's for the same reasons.
I've seen Denis for a few years now, never thinking that he would ever become the object of my lust that he is now. I believe the 1st time I saw him was in the movie, "Inside Jirka Gregor" under the name, Pavel Matous, a name I discovered by way of my research for this post. As it turns out, like most European porn actors, he's been featured under many different names besides Denis Reed. It's just as Denis Reed, he's gotten his art of fucking down so well that his presence in a scene is unforgettable. You would have never known that he would become the undeniable stud he is now from his performance in "Inside Jirka Gregor".
Chronicles of Pornia described Denis Reed as a "fuck machine", and they couldn't be more right in that description. I've found him to be on 5 of the many sites of the Eromaxx network. Those sites being PartyHardcore.com, MadSexParty.com, My-Fetish.net, BiMaxx.com, and GuysGoCrazy.com.
It may disappoint some of you to discover that only 1 of these is a gay website. I don't know how Denis defines his sexual orientation, but I do hope he does like another European favorite of mine, Sebastian Bonnet, and considers himself "bisexual". For the proof of that is undenialable. Whether it's the pussy of a hot chick or the asshole of a hot guy, his never flaccid cock seems to live by the rule that as long as he/she is hot, then pound their orifice to the point of him spraying his man-milk on their bodies, or feeding it into their wanting mouths.
I would love to have a day of Denis satisfying the cum-pig that I am, by spending all day with him fucking my eager tight hole. All rounds would end with me getting sprayed on, except the final round, which would end with me getting fed his naturally-made protein shake, then let it ooze all over my chin.
Hey, give me credit. At least I admitted to being a cum-pig. And I'm sure a great many of you can see why.
Unzipped & Zach Sire Under Fire (10/25/09) [View | Hide]
Racism in the gay porn industry is reaching the point where people are tired of it. Perfect examples of this are from this past week are recent posts at GayPornTimes where J.C. Adams did a post about some complaining about FlavaWorks raised profile on gay porn media sites because of the addition of their only white exclusive, Cody Kyler, coming at the expense of their models of color, which is supposed to be the studios niche. I commented on this. Feel free to check out my response here at your leisure.
There was also a post from my friend, Victor Hoff at MOC Blog addressing Randy Blue's dwindling number in their use of black models, considering how they used a total of 39 since the site's inception in 2003 till now. The problem with this number is that of that 39, 26 were used in the first year. That means from 2004 till now Randy Blue has only used half of that number, 13 over the next 6 YEARS to follow. This needed my commentary also.
In response to this, Zach Sire at Unzipped.net wrote a piece that I (like others) felt was a character assassination against Victor, and showed an immense degree of denial to the reality of racism in American gay porn. I wrote a comment there as well. And I had to, because Zach Sire and the people at Unzipped who felt it was OK for Zach to post this showed a high degree of racial insensitivity. They are obviously whites who take their status in gay porn for granted, and don't take the time to think about the MANY minorities who contribute to money made in the gay porn industry, but are repeatedly ignored by gay porn news sites like Unzipped, The Sword, and Chronicles of Pornia, and producers/directors of "mainstream" studios.
As I always try to, I will give credit where credit is due. In this case, that goes to Chronicles of Pornia, because in light of the situation with FlavaWorks, he was man enough to admit to falling into the trap of ignoring minority talent. Will the other sites and producers/directors be man enough to do the same? I doubt they ever will. But if they do, I will be more than willing to issue an apology for all the vile existence that I am calling them out to be right now.
Some might think the above statement is one of someone jaded and bitter. That would be the opinion of those who are sell-outs - not so much to their race color-wise, but more so to their race by degrees of humanity. I am bitter, but not for myself. I am someone you can say whatever you want about me, I really don't care. You're safe from an attack by me as long as you don't sight a specific reason for your claim, and twist the truth around for the sake of your claim. When you talk about my friends and family however, you are cruisin' for the harshness of a brutally honest verbal bruisin'.
And that is what Zach Sire, and the inepts at Unzipped to allow that post have done here.
Zach Sire has shown himself to be completely racially insensitive, and his superiors at Unzipped Media showed they are no better by allowing it. When I bought the racist incident involving Pierre Fitch to their attention via a comment, Zach deleted the comment, and had the nerve to call it "dumb", grant Pierre Fitch an interview, and saying that people make up stories all the time.
First off, you my loyal readers know that I don't just pull stories out of my ass for publicity's sake. With that in mind, why would I bring up an incident from 2 years ago involving a porn actor whose hey-day of popularity has gone? MAYBE for the sole purpose of helping the integrity of a website or publication (Unzipped) by making them wise to who they are giving such press to, and how it could backfire on them for doing so. For it has come to my attention that my telling of that racist incident involving Pierre Fitch has grown legs in those 2 years ----and it still is THANKS to Unzipped. So like most racially insensitive people, Unzipped has become their own worst enemy. And with that thanks, I also ask Unzipped's forgiveness, for trying to help them maintain some integrity that they obviously don't have ---- ANYMORE.
When an undeniable fact like the one Victor Hoff brought to the forefront about Randy Blue is put in front of you, how can Zach Sire deny that some form of racism is at play here. For even if Zach Sire's actions away from Unzipped show him to not be a racist, the fact that he is in denial of this situation makes him an enabler, therefore just as guilty. As my comments on the matter show, whether the racist actions are motivated by personal feelings or patronage numbers, IT IS WRONG, and the company owner has a decision to make if their existence overall is to be worth a damn. And Zach Sire and those at Unzipped trying to sweep it under the rug, only makes the situation worst to where it is today - where the overlooked minorities and those open-minded (therefore worthwhile of an existence) to be their admirers are getting tired of it to a degree of becoming seriously belligerent, as some comments on the all the aforementioned post show.
This reality of the intolerance of racism in gay porn is plastered all over the blogosphere. Of course you won't see it told to you on the believed to be popular names like GayPornTimes, TheSword, and Fleshbot. Since action speaks louder than words, if it is not a verbal code, their actions show that there is a code they follow to not make this reality known to the public, and that sales are doing OK, when they have actually been falling since BEFORE this recession.
My bringing such points up in my comments on Unzipped.net has had me on the verge of being banned from commenting. Now is that mature, OR is it the move of someone trying to run from the truth. I've never banned, or threatened to ban anyone from this blog for challenging my views. I just demand a name when you do so for the sake of making you own your emotion. Because if you don't own it, then it's not worth acknowledging. With that said, if they want to ban me, let them. Because the funny thing about the truth is that you can try running from it, but you can never hide. So should I ever be banned there, I still have my own blog, and other friends in the blogosphere, so the truth that I speak will get out there. No matter how much people like Zach Sire and his co-horts in denial and other publications try to sweep the obvious truth of racism in gay porn and the gay community under the rug - the truth of racism and America's growing intolerance of it in all forms of media will prevail.
Victor Hoff offered this great quote that I felt was perfect to close this post with: Racism in the Gay Porn Industry is the great, big elephant in the room and many of the top names in the business recognize this. It’s important to remember, though, that we will overcome this ugly stain only by utilizing the cool, powerful arsenal of facts as our weapon of choice. Time, as they say, is on the side of truth and while it may be many more years before minorities get their fair shake in porn, we will win this battle. Of that, I am absolutely certain.
Thanks Victor. It's intelligent words like these that are the reason you are one of (if not THE) top blog on my list.
My DP Candidates....FOUND?! (10/22/09) [View | Hide]
It has recently come to my attention that while searching for pics and video to accompany all my past postings about wanting to be double-penetrated, most of the video clips and pics I came up with (minus the few exceptions like the pic below) are non-American. It really makes me wonder if gay Americans' sexual repression is making them even less adventurous than I orignally thought.
So imaginine my great disappointment in Americans for once again showing such sexual repression, as an overwhelming number of the responses saying that they are willing to DP me are non-Americans living overseas. Even the sexy Swedes said they're willing to help when they arrive for their planned return to New York early next year . Not a bad choice, since I know both of their endowments, and they're both so HOT that just the thought of them standing next to me clothed gets me hard. While the thought of both of their cocks rubbing together while dipping into my ass is a hot thought that is going to have me need to beat my meat if I don't calm down by the time I'm done writing this.
The good news is that I might not have to wait for the Swedes to get here to experience a double-penetration. You see, after running into a friend I haven't seen in awhile out at The Hangar, just as I was losing hope in my fellow Americans, he told me that he read my post, and that he and his boyfriend are more than willing to take my DP virginity away. FINALLY, an American couple. And while I have not been in a 3-way with them before, I have had encounters with them separately.
This friend of mine is one that I originally met last year at one of Daniel Nardicio's parties, Oktoberfist, which was the official after-party for the Gay Erotic Expo NY then. If you recall past posts about Daniel's parties, then you will remember me saying how I often took advantage of their "pants-optional" policy. Well, so did this guy. In fact, he did the Full Monty. He was a short guy with a nice sized cock. While I'm not a size queen, the sight of a cute short guy with a big dick does make my asshole twitch because it's craving to open up for that short guy's big cock to enter me. So I made my way over to him, started up a conversation complimenting his umm....endowment that he didn't seem to mind me touching. And shortly after he simulated fucking me from behind. This only made me want to bottom for him even more, because that simulation showed that he fucks with hard and fast motions like a rabbit. After already getting a quick fuck by the bottom from a fisting demo, I later managed to get tag-teamed by this guy and a taller guy, showing that simulation was very close to the truth about how he moves. After a few more run-ins at some more of Daniel's parties and other places including a run-in at mr. Black that led to a more private fuck session, we became friends.
Like I said before, prior to our chance run-in at The Hanger, I hadn't seen this friend in awhile, so I went to his Facebook page one day to check up on him to discover that he now had a boyfriend. Where it said "In a Relationship with..." I clicked on it to see who the lucky guy was. I saw the face and said to myself, "Hmmmm, he looks familiar. Now, where have I seen him bef---. HOLY SHIT! HIM!!"
My response was because the picture of the boyfriend immediately took me back to a sauna at least a year ago where everyone was starting to feel each other up. I thought this guy next to me was absolutely gorgeous, and we made eyes at each other. I then got up, and he gave me the stare that says, "Go for it!"
And being the lust-bucket that I am, what do you think I did? I went for it, and took every bit of his cock that I possibly could into my mouth. To answer the question that I know is on your dirty minds, YES, the boyfriend is also well-endowed. And I wanted his dick in my ass so badly that night, but never got it. Now, after all this time....it just might happen in a 2-for-1 deal. See, good things do come to those who wait.
Now that I know for sure the size of the cocks that may be doing a DP dip into my ass. All that is left is coming down to a matter of when. And when that "when" should happen, you will be updated. And even if a DP doesn't take place, at least I'll get a great 3-way tale with at least 1 tag-team in it for sure. Hell, the DP may happen, and include a tag-team.
So stay tuned....
Getting Out The Kinks: Undies, Skivvies & Teeny Weenie Bikinis (10/20/09) [View | Hide]
For those of you that have ever seen me at a pants-optional party, sex party, any kind of contest that requires me to drop trou, or even at a pool party, then you may have noticed that I always wear some eye-catching underwear or swimwear.
It's because I have a kink for it.
The reason I haven't blogged about this kink before is because it's nothing new. But I realized that while the kink itself may not be new, explaining the details about what makes it a kink for me may be new to many of you, as my explanations have been in the past.
I've mentioned before how I love the sight of cock. A good-looking man's dick is one I want to take in either one of my orifices the second I lay eyes on it, regardless of whether it's hard or flaccid. Yes, I said even when it's flaccid. I so wish I could do away with the wait for his cock to get hard so he could get inside my ass, but that wait is the price one pays for having a tight hole. A price I'll gladly pay if that tightness is what makes me able to name my suitor's cock, Mr. Happy.
What underwear does is provide a hiding place for Mr. Happy. Any sight of a guy in his form-fitting underwear or swimwear, we can only assume as to whether or not he's a grower or shower, as I did with the hottie I hooked up with at that recent sex party. For we never know for sure unless we have a chance at that intimate moment with him to get an unveiling. Isn't that why we've beaten off to a gazillion underwear catalogs in our lifetime?
With that in mind, I've come to realize that no matter how tiny or revealing one's underwear or swimwear might be, if you want to see that guy's cock and/or ass, you still yearn for the sight of those underwear or swimwear gone from his body. For even the tiniest of thongs is still an obstruction to seeing the beauty of the human form.
So when you get off on seeing a guy in his form-fitting underwear or swimwear, what you are really getting off on is the fact that you are subjecting ourselves to ---- a mere tease. A sweet taste of things to come ---- if you should be so lucky.
Tré Xavier's Stage & Video Show (10/18/09) [View | Hide]
ractically all performers have performers before them that inspire them. To the point that if the opportunity to pay homage to them arises, they are more than willing to do a cover of one or many of that artist's songs. And I am no different, which is why I made a playlist of songs that I would love to do just that very thing with.
These songs' lyrics collectively embody all that you've come to know of me by way of this blog - my romance, my sexuality, my humanity, and my spirituality. You may notice that the 1st half emphasizes my romance and sexuality, while the 2nd half emphaszies my humanity and spirituality.
The original title of the playlist was "Tre Xavier's Stage Show", but I added "& Video" when I realized that a couple of the songs I picked weren't songs I desired to perform a rousing verson of on stage, but in a music video. Those songs are:
In The Closet - I've always felt that video wasn't as sexy as the lyrics suggest. I would have upped the ante on the sexuality, having censors on edge, but still tame enough to be aired on network television; and
Sweet Reunion - Perfect song for a music video that should use dancers doing classic Jazz and Latin dance moves, maybe in a period and/or tropic setting.
2 things you can take away from this playlist is that (1) I'm a big fan of Prince, and (2) like my taste in men and sexual kinks, I am by no means a creature of habit when it comes to my taste in music.
Addressing the Nardicio controversy on MOC Blog (10/15/09) [View | Hide]
Hello again,
Twice in 1 day. My earlier post was a sexy and comedic educational tale, now I must lead you to a bit of drama with a couple of links so you can get the full story.
A controversy recently erupted at MOC Blog because of a post about a contest by Daniel Nardicio for NYC's Hottest Bartender. The controversy stemmed from the fact that of the 2 images below given by Daniel to promote the contest, niether of them featured a man of color.
If you look at the link and the comments, you will see some readers were not very happy with this. Understandable, especially considering how MOC Blog is a site that mainly caters to men of color and their admirers. Knowing of my past with Daniel, Victor Hoff, the author of MOC Blog asked me to offer some insight on the matter, and based on the anti-Daniel commentary from one reader at this follow-up link, I had to reply. My comment was becoming so long that I felt the need to take advantage of my position of being listed as a contributor on MOC Blog. And the link below is what came out of it.
Sex Party Etiquette: Don't Interrupt! (10/15/09) [View | Hide]
In my last post I said that I wasn't going to blog about this past weekend. However, for this post, I must go back on my word in order to explain a much needed point. That point being how at a sex party, one should NOT interrupt a couple having sex. Participate, YES. Interrupt, NO!
This needs further explanation, as I'm sure I'm about to be misunderstood. For it should be expected to be touched by someone other than the one(s) you're having sex with. HELLO, YOU ARE NOT AT HOME, YOU ARE AT A SEX PARTY. It's a matter of your relationship (if any) with one or more of the people involved, and because with that relationship in mind, where and how you touch on one or more of the people having sex.
The incident that made me need to address this rule of etiquette happened this past weekend at a new sex party. I had my sights set on this guy as soon as he walked into the party wearing a white 2(x)ist jockstrap. By the looks of his crotch, I didn't know what to expect should I be lucky enough to get him naked with a hard-on, as I myself am a grower, and not a shower. I made eye contact, and we got to talking. It turns out that I was robbing the cradle BIG TIME by my 38 year-old self lusting for this 21 year-old hottie.We got separated at one point, and when I found him, he was in a conversation with 2 other guys at the party. I stood diagonally behind him, and he never knew I was there until he just happened to turn around. When he saw me there, he said, "There you are!" He put his arms around me, I reciprocated, and this younger hottie took the reins by coming in closer to start making out with me. A lot different than the porn scenarios where the "daddy" makes the 1st move. As it always seems to happen with me, after I hook up with someone and we start making out, the whole room starts making out. And that is exactly what happened in that room that night.
As we started feeling each other up, I could feel his cock getting thicker and needing a release from the crotch of that jockstrap. As usual, I let the other guy show me how far he wants to go, so I let him pull my cock out of my underwear first, then I pulled out his. When I set his cock free, I discovered that he was just like me ----a grower. Even more of a grower to be honest. Just as I was going to wrap my mouth around so I could lick and salivate on his long thick cock, he beat me to the cocksucking by going down on mine first. With him squatting down, I was able to see the room growing with one make-out session after because of the sexual tension we had started.
I whispered to him, "Do you wanna fuck me?"
He whispered back, "Yeah!"
We made our way to the bed, with everyone watching us. We never went off to find other people separately for the entire night. After Round 1, we walked around with the intention of finding a 3rd, because we knew we wanted a Round 2. No such luck, so we went back to the bed for Round 2 with just us 2.
This time, we flip-fucked. It turned out being that he was a lot like me in letting people touch him even though he's not into them. Maybe it had something to do with us sharing a go-go boy past. We were discussing earlier how we found one guy in particular to be a bit gross, yet while my hottie was topping me, the gross guy was touching on both of us. Then we flipped it with me as the top. While I was topping my hottie doggy style, the gross guy crossed the line. He stuck his head under my crotch trying to lick from my nuts to my dick entering my hottie's sweet hole.
What's wrong with this?
The fact that niether me, or my hottie knew this guy. I've done tricks like that before ----when I know the person I'm touching. And where on my body this guy was going for, the point where my dick meets the hottie's hole, was too intimate a part of the sex to place yourself if you are not assocaited with me or him. With that in mind, here's a brief list of OK and NOT-SO-O.K. places to touch on a person when you are a stranger to all of them while they're in the midst of fucking at a sex party:
(1)Feeling on their bodies - OK, for a few seconds at least. Remember, you are a stranger after all.
(2)Attempting to feel an ass - OK, and the top and bottom should allow it - again, for at least a few seconds
(3)Jerking off the bottom's cock - OK to try, but it's the bottom's body, therefore the bottom's call. A top telling you "no" is an overbearing asshole.
(4)Trying to touch the point of intercourse connection with your hands, tonuge, or any other body part - NOT FUCKIN' O.K.!!!! This is when your participation becomes an interruption.
This dipshit made me lose my hard-on by doing this, and I'm sure I'm not the 1st, and because guys like him aren't reading this post, unfortunately I won't be the last. A friend I told this incident to said that I should have let a fart rip while he was down there interrupting. I have to say, that would have served him right for him being where he shouldn't have been. Especially when I'm the 1st guy in awhile to get in that hole, and it damn sure felt like it, too.
Well, at least since I'm passing on this information, so maybe there will be fewer incidents of this kind.
esterday, I posted this tweet on Twitter, which is connected to my Facebook profile:
What a blog-worthy weekend! Epiphanies striking me, fun with friends, and sex that got better with each day, BUT I'm not blogging about it.
A reply I got from one of my friends on Facebook was, "Why the hell not?"
I know his reply to my update was comical, but I'm sure many have come to think of my life as an open book, and I'm more than aware that I've made it appear that way. However, the truth is there are some things best kept to yourself, and I needed the smile that I'm wearing right now after my friend, Andrew's passing.
And speaking of passing, while they are over 95% no cause for smile, it can bring a smile to your face to make what you feel is a nice tribute to one's passing. In the entertainment world, recently was that of Boyzone member, Stephen Gately.
I've mention before having some degree of psychic abilities. What I didn't mention is that I get quite a few signs regarding the entertainment industry.I had one of these psychic moments over the weekend on the subway train when the video for their song, "Love You Anyway" flashed in my brain. I know what all the guys look like, but the only clear face I could remember was that of Stephen Gately. What was also strange about that thought was that it was unprovoked. I wasn't listening to any music, nor did I have my iPod or any kind of music-listening device in my ears, in my hand to connect to my ears, or even plans on listening to music. And I couldn't help wondering why that was the case. Now, I know.
To back track on another passing, yesterday I heard Michael Jackson's 1st posthumous single, "This Is It". I quite enjoyed it, as I am a Michael Jackson fan, and was glad to hear something from him that I never heard before. I hope you will enjoy it as well.
This is starting off as a week to be quite emotionally moving. May these passings and the music they left behind be a reminder of how we should cherish one another while we are alive, because like it or not, we are all connected.
I feel I needed to make up for some erotic posts for 2 reasons:
(1) 2 weekends straight of delaying your horny posts, and
(2) writing so much harsh reality for you to absorb this past week. Even though it was necessary and truthful, and regardles of how some people want to bury their heads in the sand about those matters. And you know who you are.
So while I am back on track in giving you a horny Friday post, which I hope you enjoyed, thanks to a Facebook post from English rap artist QBoy of a sexy music mix, I decided to do my own and share it with you.
When I looked at QBoy's song list, I realized that on the occasions I've had guys over,the music I played music was always New Age music. It's good for the mood, and the only voices you hear are you and your partner(s). However, being I have also been a songwriter, I like words in my songs to both set the mood, and keep up the momentum in whatever I do - and that includes sex. The reason I never did use music with lyrics before is because I was too lazy to put a playlist together, even though it was a constant thought and creative desire of mine.
Well, here it is. Check out the song list from the covers, and see if you anticipate enjoying it. If you do, then feel free to click the link below and download.
Recently, I ventured to a website where if you download the software, what you'll get is a hot model doing a striptease for your viewing pleasure. As long as you decide not to pay, all you will get is just that - a tease. However, if you actually purchase a model, he strips the Full Monty, and some even do cumshots. I will admit that I did purchase some models, but I won't be making buying much more, if any, and it has nothing to do with what I'm about to say next. In fact, it should incite me to buy more. Of those models I purchased, one was a set of twins, Bel Ami models Elijah & Milo Peters. I've mentioned before how I fantasize about being tag-teamed by twins, but that no matter how you look at it, it's still being one brother's cock in your ass directly followed by another. And if it's a double-penetration fantasy, it's even more incestuous because it's two brothers' cocks rubbing against each other.
Ewwwww!! Yick!!! Right?
Well explain to me why I (1) purchased them in the 1st place, and (2) got off on watching them touch and fondle each other?
I can explain #1 as the fact being that I was blinded by the popular fascination with twins, so it took priority over me considering what I might see should I purchase having these twins pop-up on my desktop. So now #2 has me feeling a bit guilty.
It's quite understandable why I feel so guilty right now. Even though the Peters twins didn't have sex, after word of another set of twins actually having sex caused me to give my 2-cents at GayPornTimes.com, I'm feeling like somewhat of what I can't stand...a hypocrite.
It may also explain why with 10.0 being the highest possible rating, that the highest rated of their 3 shows is 8.79. It's most likely because many feel just as guilty as I do, and they took their guilt out on their scores. And I feel that's not fair to the Peters twins. That's why I admit to the fact that my dick was throbbing hard looking at them, and imagining what they would be allowed to do with me if such an opportunity to play with them was possible.
I wouldn't allow myself to have the double-penetration fantasy, but the twin tag-team fantasy however....still stands. Setting those limits in my fantasies helps me get over my feelings of being a hypocrite a great deal. Which is why everytime they pop-up (on my desktop or as a screensaver) I imagine them taking turns taking their lubed-up sweet uncut cocks sliding them back and forth in my ass. And for a creamy finish, letting them shoot their loads on me, and taste each one individually. Maybe even make a game of it where the twin with the better tasting cum gets another go at me.
Now who am I kidding? You and I both know that both twins would be getting another go at me. So the real fantasy is that the twin with the better tasting cum gets to go first, and the other gets the sloppy seconds. And trust me, as much sweat and cum I plan to have all over me, those seconds will be quite sloppy. After all, remember in a recent post that I admitted to being a bit of a cum-pig.
And after looking at the likes of them, do you see a reason for me to want to change that?
Once I decided to not attend Hustlaball NY this year, I was going to write a post about why. It was gnawing thought in the back of my mind telling me to write it, but I tried my best to ignore it, and move on to something else. But those were voices in my head. This past Friday however, I was at the indoor pool party, Baña, and someone asked me if I was going to Hustlaball NY. And when I answered "No", their response was, "Are you boycotting?"
What was strange about his response was the fact that boycotting is based on a social matter, and I don't recall ever making public any disapproval with Hustlaball NY in that regard. Annoyed that I offered myself as a performer to no avail, YES, but that comes with the territory of being a performer in any medium, including the adult industry. Disappointment with the shows, YES. Both of those things, I do recall voicing my opinion on last year, but both of those things may incite apprehension to attend, but not a full-on boycott. That is UNLESS, I can see a social matter is at fault here, which there is. Therefore, the fact is that I am actually boycotting Hustlaball.
What I find amazing is the fact that this guy knew it, even though I haven't even discussed what I'm about to say here (or the subject of Hustlaball period) with anyone once the announcement about Hustlaball NY came out. So it's quite plausible that he sees the same thing that I am seeing, even sub-consciously, and knew I would take a stand on it. I was going to take a silent stand, but once a voice outside of my own entered the picture to suggest I was taking a stand, it took that as a sign to make my stand public.
Last year, I said my purchasing a ticket was going against my new rule of "If I'm not good enough to entertain, then my money isn't good enough either". What I meant by that was NOT if Tré Xavier isn't good enough to entertain, then my money isn't good enough. What I meant was that if you can't find more Blacks and other races to entertain, then the overwhelming number of non-White New Yorkers' money should be considered no good either.
Let's be realistic, have you seen the list of entertainers and sponsors? In regards to entertainers, could it get more light-skin only and predominately white with one of the few (and practically ONLY) named dark-complexions belonging to Diesel Washington, and it's quite believable that's the case only because he is one of the few Blacks represented by one of the sponsors, FabScout. And speaking of FabScout, that brings me to the list of how lily-white and lacking in diversity the list of sponsors is. FlavaWorks is a Gold Sponsor for HustlaBall.....in Berlin. Why aren't they sponsoring it here in NY? Here in New York where the roster of performers for HustlaBall New York can be more reflective of the diversity in citizenship therefore patronage that exist here even more so than it does in Berlin . So as far as the list of performers go, that's why I'm boycotting HustlaBall New York.
Now my final reason for boycotting is plain and simple...HustlaBall New York is a rip-off.
I have never been to a HustlaBall outside of New York, but I know others who have, and I have seen the ads for other like the upcoming one in Berlin. In short, HustlaBall overall is marketed to come off with the sexuality at a height like it's another Black Party. Maybe the Berlin version is, but the New York version is an over-priced imitation, yet you are paying practically the same price as you would to get into the Black Party . In other words, it's the typical American attitude of prudishness towards sexuality that is crippling New York City's gay nightlife. The Black Party flips the bird to it. If HustlaBall NY is going to market themselves to be so much like the Black Party, why can't they man-up and flip the bird to that prudishness as well?
Some of you may have already bought tickets for HustlaBall NY, and are now asking yourself, "Why?" Well, if you see all that I have stated here at this year's HustlaBall NY, take this as a lesson learned to not make the same mistake next year. I made that mistake twice already. It would be quite foolish of me to do it a third.
Let's just hope HustlaBall New York steps their game up, and proves me wrong. BUT how often does that happen?
Being inspired by Tuesday episodes of The Tyra Banks Show seems to be becoming a habit. First it was "Let Calvin Save Calvin", now this post because of her topic today on male prostitution. This is something I've been meaning to tackle for awhile now. All I needed was something to light a fire under me to make it happen. And forget the entire episode, just word of its subject matter was enough for me.
The reason this subject has particular meaning for me is because a great deal of studio-produced porn is comprised of scenes where the directors picks a scene partner, and not the actors themselves. This is NOT the way it should be. A porn actor should not have to work his/her way up to the point of being able to choose their own scene partner either. It should be the actor's choice from the start, because whenever that right is taken away from a porn actor at whatever point of his/her career, the porn director becomes a pimp, and he makes the porn actor a prostitute.
It really pisses me the fuck off to hear people who view porn say, "They should deal with it, because it's acting."
And my response to them is this, and that may very well mean YOU:
YOU DUMB INSIGNIFICANT BITCH, HOW DARE YOU MAKE SUCH AN ASININE ASSUMPTION OF WHAT A PORN ACTOR DOES! Walk a mile in these shoes and see how you like having sex with someone you have no chemistry with. If you have in your personal life out of sheer horniness, then you know in hindsight that it is by no means fun! And so what if I was getting paid for it. The fact is the word "actor" in the title of "porn actor" is just a word. There's not suppose to be any acting involved as far as the chemistry between you and your scene partner(s) is concerned. Therefore the word should really be "porn performer" as I'm suppose to be getting paid for allowing the FUN of performing the natural next step in attraction called "sex" to be seen by many. I'm not supposed to be getting paid for fucking with no regard to chemistry. That's what a prostitute does.
No disrespect to prostitutes. If that's what you do, then that's what you do. But there is a line between being in porn and being a prostitute. Hence the reason I am so adamant about how it should NOT be the director's call of who gets paired with whom, but the actors. For porn is a visual medium meant to please the voyeur in us all. And any voyeur is looking to see sex born from genuine attractions, not pretend attractions. Pretend attractions is what prostitutes get paid for, and the reason why the act is practically always behind closed doors. And it is that line between genuine and pretend that separates a porn actor from a prostitute. However, many porn producers/directors refuse to acknowledge that, hence the well-deserved erosion of the American gay porn industry that helped in making me decide to leave.
Looking back, maybe it's been this way in the porn industry all along, which would explain the stigma of rampant drug use within it. Who wouldn't need a hit of something to alter your brain after being put it that situation numerous times a day, week, month, and/or year? That could do a great deal of damage to one's psyche. I can tell just from the couple of times I've been put in that situation for a movie.
After such a statement it is safe to assume that I have some reservations about prostitution. It's mainly in regards to how I wonder one, especially with good finances can get romantically involved with a prostitute. Remember my saying how a porn actor's attraction is suppose to be genuine while a prostitute's is pretend. While both include having sex, my reservation about prostitution is how "pretending" for an adult is a nice way of saying "lying". So if your lover's job entails "pretending" to like someone, because he/she is getting paid for it, if your are as broke as a joke, then you can assume the feelings are real. BUT if you are financially well off, and he says that he loves you, can you trust that he is not "pretending" with you in hopes and getting a payday in the future?
I seem to often attract financially well-off men, and not by seeking them out. Fate just happens that way. The reason I brought up that reservation is because I never wanted my being in porn to make my suitor have the concern that I was after his money. I wanted him to know that I'm a highly sexual person, which contributed to why I could do porn, but never question my heart. By porn actors not demanding a scene partner of their liking, they put themselves in line to not only have to deal with a lover's possible jealousy, but also call into question their motivation as to why they are in the relationship. That is meant to be an additional dilemma for a prostitute, not a porn actor, which is why I don't think someone can be a prostitute, and be in a romantic relationship with someone with good finances. Because whether they admit it or not, that question will always be there for the partner with the good finances, which I'm sure is why most of those relationships eventually fall apart. And as far as the prostitutes that claim to be "gay-for-pay", after all I've said about that in past blog entries, don't get me started on the problem with them. For my words will be, as they always have been on that subject matter...a lot worse.
In all I have said here, I mean no disrespect to either profession. I am simply expressing my concern as to how situations are handled, and the effect it has on those doing the actual work - the porn actors and the prostitutes. NOT the pimps, which nowadays along with the usual street version often includes porn producers and directors as well.
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