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Half the time that I find someone who gets me off on Sean Cody, I find out that been getting off to him for months. Call it Gay Porn Blindness, or write it off to them all looking the same. Take this one, for example:
Maybe you're better perverts than I am. I've been watching him for nearly a year, and posted about him a few months ago, and still it takes me til I hit his videography that I realize who it is.
As if God himself carved a marble sphere, sliced it down the middle to create a pair of semicircular mounds of milky-white muscular perfection, dusted each half ever-so-lighty with a smattering of golden hair and -- as a final touch -- charged it with a magnet-like electricity that's drawing in on my tongue.
Suddenly I'm gasping for air and the only oxygen mask that will fit my face is burrowed somewhere deep inside that crevice.
Because this is way too cute not to share, I hereby present Alessio Romero and Chris Porter jamming out to Salt-N-Pepa:
(In a related note, I'm relieved that Chris has recovered from his recent bike accident):

Making his directorial debut for Kink's NakedKombat.com, Scott Tanner refs a match between swarthy studs Leo Forte and Alessio Romero. I'm not normally a fan of wrestling porn, but I'm willing to make an exception for Mike's favorite Mexican.
Free hardcore clip after the jump ...
Two of my favorite Brits -- the thick-cocked Harry Louis, and Dean Monroe, who's ass is as hungry as Harry's cock is thick -- are finally brought together in Lucas Entertainment's Passion, where Lucas and Louis double-stuff Monroe. It's a feat that must be seen to be believed.
After the jump, free hardcore clip of another scene from Passion wherein Rafael Carreras and Junior Stellano engage in a very intense flip-flop fuck.
Much along the same lines as last week's B&A with Tommy Defendi, we first met clean-cut boy-next-door Rusty Stevens when he de-flowered Leo Giamani for MightyMen a few years ago and was making the round on various amateur sites. So can you guess the kind of transformation Rusty has made in recent months that prompted Raging Stallion President Chris Ward to signing Rusty to an exclusive contract? Click "Continue reading" to find out!
You know how in Female Trouble Taffy tells Gator "I wouldn't suck your lousy dick if I was suffocating and there was oxygen in your balls!" Well, judging by Calvin's enthusiasm, I think that it's possible that Sean Cody found someone with oxygen in his balls. (For the record, he also eats ass like there's gold inside.)
Perhaps part of the appeal is that Calvin's own cock is strangely similar to Julio's -- in fact, if Sean Cody had told me they were the brother-fucking Peters Twins, I wouldn't have thought twice.
Julio and Calvin (SeanCody)
-- Mike
Rusty Stevens in my favorite position ... on his back. After a championship run on Kink.com's Naked Kombat, and forcing best friend Pat Bateman to submit to his anal assault on CocksureMen.com, Rusty Stevens gets finally gets laid out by Angelo Marconi during last night's shoot for Raging Stallion's upcoming mixed martial arts porn, BRUTAL.
-- Mike
Of all the people I've met working on this Chuck Holmes documentary, director John Summers was one of my favorites. He died yesterday morning in his North Hollywood home from an apparent heart attack.
Summers was one of the people most responsible for the Falcon look -- he brought a style and class to post-Aspen movies that really set the studio apart. He claimed that one of my favorite of Summer's movies, Style (1981) was the first porn where the boys were shaved. He also had Bruce Weber's assistant Kyle Martin style the movie -- clothes were brought in from Wilkes Bashford, hair was done, the feet were bleached and the 80s were ON.
Summers had come to San Francisco in the late 60s and ran a series of boy brothels with John Travis. Later, he, Travis, Matt Sterling and Chuck Holmes would become the founders of the industry as we know it. It was illegal, it was dangerous and to hear Summers tell it, it was a lot of fun. He was always behind the scenes (he never liked to be photographed) and always cooking up trouble (Vanity Fair once referred to only as the mysterious Black Buddha of Porn), but in my experience, always a pleasure to deal with. We shot an interview with him in March, and he'd call every couple of weeks to talk about bad Hollywood movies, money-making schemes, and the importance of high-quality mixed nuts. He loved art and orchids and preppies with big, big dicks. I'll miss him a lot.
-- Mike
Select Filmography
Style (Falcon)
Big and Thick (HIS)
Two Handfuls (Bijou)
After a dramatic exit during which he assured his loyal fans that he was, in fact, straight, and several follow-up interviews during which the buck-hungry buck explored his sexuality, violated a banana, escaped from a sex slavery ring, wrote a book and swore-off gay sex, 25-year old dad Malachi Marx is back at Randy Blue. You can grab your pitchforks if you want, queens, but my hands will be busy elsewhere.
Malachi Fucks Diego (via RandyBlue)
-- Mike
I should have noted yesterday, given my endless obsession with The Continuing Adventures of Damien Crosse's Uncut Penis, that Randy Blue and Kink.com's Bound Gods weren't the only websites to release a GayVN nominated DVD this year. Staghomme.com's Stag Reel -- a collection of some of the best scenes from the site -- also made the cut, and deservedly so.
A salty taste of their latest, Barceloneta by Night, after the jump.
Start picking out your harness now, because the GayVNs are back and filthier than ever! The nominations for the 2010 Awards -- presented by NakedSword, hosted by Alec Mapa, filmed by Showtime and scheduled to take place over the shockingly perverse Folsom Fair Weekend -- were released under cover of darkness last night, and we're gearing up to rub ourselves raw evaluating the competition. In terms of volume, Raging Stallion was the big winner again (Focus/ Refocus and Tales of Arabian Nights), with tight competition from Lucas (Wall Street, Inside Israel) and Chi Chi LaRue's Rascal (Taken: to the Lowest Level) and, perhaps not surprisingly, veteran gay porn director Joe Gage's self-produced Dad Takes A Fishing Trip.
The full list of nominees is available here, but we've come up with a few battles that we're really curious about.
Best Proxy Battle for the Mosque at Ground Zero
Lucas' Inside Israel vs. Raging Stallion's Tales of Arabian Nights
I've mentioned before that for the past year or so, we've been shooting a documentary about Falcon Studios founder Chuck Holmes. We've been slowly making our way through the living Falcon superstars to talk about what it was like to work with Chuck. Thanks to help from people like Steven Scarborough of Hot House and John Rutherford of COLT, we've had a fair amount of success. But given that few of the porn stars were using their actual names, and given that many of them had no connection to the industry other than a few films, it's taken a fair amount of detective work. This is where I'm hoping you guys will come in.
Most importantly, I'm trying to track down Jim Bentley (above left) and Kevin Williams (above right), two of Chuck's favorite models. I'd heard that Kevin Williams was living in South Florida somewhere, and that Jim Bentley was in San Francisco, but that's about as far as I've gotten.
More memories ... and clues after the jump.
BEFORE:

Tommy Defendi's been kicking around the gay porn scene for a little over two years now. When he started, he was most definitely a twink, as evidenced above from a scene he did for My Brother's Hot Friend with fellow-twink Ryan Raz.
Will you look at this fucking hipster: His name is Owen and he's the newest member of the Gay Porn Script Chest Tattoo Club. He's a librarian and his chest tattoo reads "we are the birds of the coming storm". Random! He also has a tattoo of Medusa. And Divine. I kinda like him. Kinda.
Before:

Clay Maverick and Rod Barry were two of the biggest stars of their time and I've masturbated to each of them more times than I care to admit. But what do they look like now? Last week they both made an appearance at Scotty B's "Cocktails with the Stars” with at Micky’s in LA.
Click continue to see them "all growed up!"
Our favorite law-breaking brother-loving weight-lifitng set of twins are back, this time having a fourgy. Did you miss them? I didn't think I did until I watched this clip. This time they're the ones doing the topping. And they're good at it! I'm so happy for them.
You know the drill ... free hardcore clip after the jump ...
Maybe it's all the rallying about Prop 8 getting overturned, or maybe it's just that after years and years of watching perfect strangers -- and odder yet, friends -- fuck for the cause of gay porn, I've looking for a little gay love.

So with dick in hand, I hopped over to Dominic Ford which, in addition to being one of the few sites to make iPad friendly gay porn and the only site to deal significantly with 3-D gay porn, has a fantastic "Boyfriends" series that keeps me warm when San Francisco's summer fog rolls in.
Sean Cody just shot him fucking Mitchell, but I prefer when it's just him and eye.
Esteban (free gallery @SeanCody.com)
-- Mike
About a thousand years ago, Jack and I wrote a porny gay soap opera called Wet Palms. Six years later, I still can't quite believe they let us go through with it -- giving us three mini seasons, endless hours of howling laughter, and at least one memory that I wish I could have kept blacked out. Evidently we'll be getting residual checks in the mail, because like bedbugs and red states, Wet Palms is suddenly back in fashion. At the time, it was billed as the world's first gay porn soap opera, but that's only if you don't count Dynastud.
Rob Romoni, who starred in the second season as a underwear exec (I think) sent us an email announcing that Jet Set, which originally produced the series with NakedSword, is re-releasing the whole series on a download to own basis. Maybe Jack and I will download it and record our own Wet Palms commentary track telling everyone who couldn't bottom, who was having sex with a writer off-set, who was a hot psychopath, who was not really straight, who was stealing, and who was so much of a waster that it took him 23 takes for on line reading. I guess that's what you get for filming the whole thing at a bathhouse, and make the entire crew live there during filming. Fun times, 2004. I have a production diary around here somewhere ...
Wet Palms Downloads (JetSetMen.com)
-- Mike
And I mean whore in a totally complimentary way. Whoring is something we all should aspire to do, because it means you're getting paid to do what you love.
Steven Daigle has really 'come out' as a gay porn star since Chi Chi seduced him last year for Channel 1, in much the way fellow whore Adam Killian once did. Both were porn adjacent for the longest time -- at the parties, having sex with the porn stars but not actually filming -- and then suddenly they're in it whole hog, going through studio after studio in search of the men that they've always fantasized about being filmed with. It's fun to watch, and it seems like every day I get an update of another man he's conquered: Zach Alexander for Lucas's Kings of New York; Brady Jensen for Cocksure Men; Erik Rhodes in Falcon's Snap Shot.
Most recently, he showed up getting plowed by Trevor Knight for OnTheHunt. Given his recent history, it seems less like a hunt and more like a surrender. Pics after the jump ...















