Fourth Scene

So my fourth scene was Donny Wright. All I can say was it was truly amazing sex. I reached anal orgasm like five or six time. Sometimes I would collapse to the floor and shake. Cant say much about this scene other then that. In the email I had gotten from Falcon I was told I would be topping in this scene but at lass I didn't and I was actually kind of happy about that Donny's cock left and tasted amazing.

Donny is a man of few words so when on set you would have to ask him how would you like to get hard. His response was a smile and the kind of frustrating thing about that is I had given him options like do u want to kiss or have me suck you. Time and time again I was just met with a smile. I was told by the crew that Donny really liked me because it didn't take him long to get hard with me and that he never really smiled that much.

So there was attraction between me and Donny and the sex was really good. So we talked after the shoot and decided we should meet up after. Donny's b-day was coming up really soon and he asked me to come down and chill with him for a few days. I was like fuck yea. So I went down to visit him in SD. Of course there was like sex six times a day everyday. I met some of his buddies and I ended up really liking him he is a good guy.

So we went to Richards in SD where he had gotten himself a table with a bottle of vodka for everyone who was with us. very sweet of him. About 1130pm he pops a X pill in and starts acting funny. He clings on to me just rest his head in my lap. I did not know what has happening kind of freaked me out. Don't get me wrong once I found out what was going on I thought it was really cute. I was petting his head and holding him. All he would do was roll over on his back and smile up at me.

So it was getting late and even the cute side of Donny was tiring me out so I retired back into his place and a few things went down that were big for me at the time but in retro spec it wasn't that big. When you heart strings are involved you takes things a little harder then you'd normally would.

Research!

I always wanted to buy a hooker but never did. I went to Vegas like three years ago and was stopped by my friend from buying one. I was kind of mad about that. So I decided to buy one yesterday. Because I wanted to just be able to tell them what to do and treat them like a fuck toy. Which to me is kind of hot. So I decided to tell you about this encounter. Since I am open to many things and try to keep an open mind.

 So let me just tell you definitely get your hooker off Rentboy.com or something like that not Adam4Adam. The reason for this is because they are reviewed and at least you see references and possibly make a better decision than going of a profile alone. So this is his profile below.

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Real Pix...No rush...Lets Play   26, 5'10", 165lb, 30w, Muscular, Black Hair, Some Body Hair, Black, I look like the boy next door...but with a huge suprise...Imma keep it simple I give great service...If im online im available now....rates change depending on the day and hour...I appreciate your compliments but its a lot of messages to respond to...I only respond to serious guys that are looking to have as much fun as I'm looking to have...other than that be good!! PS I'm trying to get my college money up...help a brutha out lol!! I specialize in any service you can think of!! hit me up lets talk more!! SAME DAY APPT Jock, Out No, Smoke No, Drink Socially, Drugs No, Zodiac Scorpio. Top, 12.5" Cut, Safe Sex Only, HIV Negative, Prefer meeting at: My Place. Sexpert



So let me break this down for you because this ad is full of lies. He is actually only 5’7” or 5’8” tall. He probably only weighted 140lbs. He was defiantly not muscular.  He did not look like the boy next door he looked like the guy who robbed you last week. The huge surprise he mentions is that he is lying about how big his dick is ha 12.5 inches he maybe was 8 inches if that.

He charged me 150.00 for not even a full hour it was seriously maybe 4 minutes of fucking because he couldn't keep it up. I kept trying to get him hard. So I had wasted money and 37minutes of my life for what, this pathetic hooker? He wouldn't listen and you'd think he would since I was paying him. So soft dick that he couldn't keep it hard just added up to being shit purchase. Not to mention the hotel room was cheap and smelled of IHOP.

The moral of the story is that higher a porn star hooker because they are known for taking direction well and doing the job they have been given. Not some ghetto ass pain in the ass that just makes excuses for being pathetic in bed.



Will The Real D. Pheonix Stop Being a Douche?

If you have seen this screen name on Grindr "HUNGer-Gaymes" you actually looking at ex porn star D. Phoenix. His real name is Curtis H. he use to bar tend at Fubar and Here lounge before he left the spot light and dated the boy form Who's the Boss the TV show. Curtis is a Substance Abuse counselor. Which is kind of funny because you’re supposed to be somewhat in control of your addiction. Which he switched his over to Sex Addiction. Thought this would be a good time to tell you about this, how can say it better than Curtis is a scum sucking low life who takes advantage of people in weakened conditions. 

So just a heads up and a little back story I use to work at both clubs with him. So Curtis and I use to cuddle non-sexual. Which for the most part it was good he’d always complain that that he couldn’t sleep with someone new in bed with him. Which this is probably true because he usually had a new one almost every night in it.  Curtis would be given DVDs of twink porn by his co-workers because Curtis would always be taking boys home who looked like they just hit puberty. So he had a reputation of being a whore and pedo-wannabe. To find out Curtis really had no problem crossing other people’s boundaries or setting any of his own.

So the gentleman who started Mr. Black in LA is name Luke. Luke had been after me since day one that we first entered Fubar. Quickly he got a job there and inched his way to me. I being single at the time let him in. Luke was an average looking guy with a bulbous nose which, if I am correct has been shaved down into a smaller one. Luke has a huge cock but sadly never uses it. It like 9 inches and when we were together he wouldn’t use it on me he’d make me solely top. So me and Luke hung out for two weeks straight almost like boyfriends. In fact that’s what I thought Luke wanted.

So after the two weeks had passed I asked Luke if we were going to make it official and be boyfriends. Luke’s response was “I have never had a boyfriend. I am to selfish to want a boyfriend and I never want a boyfriend”. My reaction was I got out of his bed and got dressed and left. It was devastating that he would say that since for the past two weeks we basically acted like we were boyfriends. So for the next two day I had to work at Fubar. I was very sad and everyone knew it. Curtis being what I thought was my friend talked to me while we closed up the bar. He offered me to cuddle because he knew that cheered me up. I agreed because I didn’t want to be alone needed to be held.

So we get to Curtis’s apartment and I got down to my underwear and crawled under the covers. He shortly joined a few minutes later. I put my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around him I was so tired I had passed out pretty quickly in under 30mins of sleeping Curtis got out from under me and had removed my underwear and crawled in between my legs. I was woke me up via sucking and kissing on my neck, nipples and lips. It was a nice way to wake up. I guess since I was feeling like I needed to be wanted, I went along with it. He then lifted my legs up and fucked me. Don’t remember to much about the fucking except that he honestly couldn’t last for more than 5 minutes which was a disappointment.

So the next day passes and things are looking better for me. So, I worked at fubar the next day and it was odd to me that Luke whose roomie and ride was Danny wasn’t taking him home. He was in Curtis’s car and not headed in the direction of Luke’s apartment but in the direction is Curtis's. Curtis took him home to Curtis apartment. I being freaked out and enraged ran towards Curtis’s apartment since it was only like 5 blocks away from the bar and it was quick for me since I was a runner to get there. Curtis had Luke over and fucked him. Curtis tried to deny it but not only did Luke confirm what happened, but when Curtis is confronted with something that makes him feel/sound like a bad guy he turns tail and runs away and he to this very day still does. So be aware of Curtis/D. Phoenix.

An addict is an addict regardless if it’s a sex addict. The sad part is if you’re going to be a sex addict be good at it! Curtis is probably one of the most pathetic lays I have had since all the hype around his porn career would make you think he was actually good at it.

 

80's Theme Holiday Party Nightmare!

Last night I went to a holiday party. It was well designed and pretty cool. It was down near Torrance CA. There were kids from ages 8 to adults that were in there late 50's. There was a clear gap in the age range from 25 to 35. This gap made me feel very uncomfortable since I was the only one who was in that gap. I really don't like kids so I stayed away form them. Most of the adults were so drunk I didn't hang with them either. Just one she was probably 48yo and seemed pretty cool.

The host of the party had to at least drop 10k on it. Amazing food decorations and a staff to wait on the quests. I must admit the effort was there and it was well done. Just it became apparent to me that I was not going to like this party because of a few factors. There was drinking, kids, 80's music and I only knew one person. That person's name is Harley.

Here is a little back story on Harley. We dated before and I broke up with him because he would not take his medication for being Bi-polar disorder. He would get really angry and say anything and everything racist. His two favorite things to say when in one of his fits are "N-word" and you're cheap are you a Jew. I tried and tried to handle it because its hard to find a white guy with 11". So eventually I had had it and dumped him. As well as his breath was horrible since he is a heavy smoker and he would get shit faced drunk. Both of those are two things I just cant stand about people.

So the night went on I got so bored I passed out for a hour in a chair in the front of the house since the back of the house had very loud music. So after the Dirty Santa gift exchange I drove Harley home. While driving he asked me if we could stop at Ralphs and pick up some snacks. I was like sure I am always hungry anyways. So we stop at Ralphs and the asshole did not want food he went straight to the liquor. I told him that your already drunk you don't need anymore. He would not listen to me he then proceeded to the check out counter with a Gizmo hand puppet he stole from the party. Making himself look like a fool or crazy person randomly having the puppet speak for him in this horrid weird voice.

So after acting a fool in the store we went outside into the parking lot. At his car where he was pouring himself a drink, spilling everything on top of his brand new BMW. I had informed him that since he was drunk and would not listen to me I was going to drop him off at his house boat and take a cab home. He was like no I want to spend the night with you. My response was Harley I don't allow alcohol in my home and your annoying the hell out of me and your out of control, I was way to tired to deal with that bullshit. Since I had to be up very early in the morning. I have boundaries and people love to walk all over them. If you haven't felt that way go work for Falcon Studios particularly for Bruno B. He'll treat you like shit, I think its because he has a tiny dick. Even better yet date someone in the industry like me have them pass away like my boyfriend (Erik Rhodes). Then read a message to everyone from Adam R. saying Ricardo his ex was his boy friend and is mourning his lose. When that fucker, Adam had been told that I was dating Erik.

So I get him to his house boat where it was trashed and pretty shitty looking. His drunk ass still thinking I was going to spend the night got upset and begged me to stay. Again I told him I could not stay and I was going home. He then offered me one of his horrid paintings that he had painted himself.  I have seen better work from a 3rd grader not trying. So I closed the door behind me and walked tot he nearest hotel and got into a cab.

After about five minutes into the cab ride, Harley texts me and tells me that he slit his left wrist. He was rambling on about how horrible his life was. Which was a ploy to get me back to spend the night with him. I called the cops to inform them that there was a possible suicide attempt in the harbor and basically the cops harassed me. I did not know the address of the house boat nor was I willing to spend anymore money on getting myself back to the area I just had come from.

If you have problems drinking is not the solution and subjecting people to you bullshit is not either. You need to take ownership of your problems and figure them out. People like to pass blame on to other people because they don't have spines or ball even to man up themselves. If you have people in your lives that pass the blame off onto you or other people ditch them you don't need them. You deserve better and happiness and with them in your life its just one more weight trying to sink you or hold you down. For those who can relate to having to deal with drunken idiots here the best thing you can give them Alcohol Anonymous  800-923-8722.

Rich Ugly Old White Fuckers!

So there are many different gyms some are more exclusive then others. There is a gym in West LA where people pay way to much. I was in that gym working out and wanted to steam out the toxins out from my skin. So I went into the steam sauna and low and behold there was a Caucasian 70yo out of shape very unattractive married man getting head from a Latino man that look like he was on a meth binge. After telling them if you can afford this gym then you can afford a hotel room. They just slid away form each other.

After about 5 minutes, they went to the dry sauna to continue. I am all about sex anywhere you can get it. When it comes to public sex I think it should be a requirement that your at least attractive. No one likes ugly sex even people who are unattractive by hookers and the hookers tend to be attractive. So why would these people assume that they could subject the rest of the population to this retinal burning atrocity. Let not forget to mention these old white fuckers who have money control our government. Which allows these old white fuckers to say gay marriage is a sin. When these old white (In the closet unsatisfied by their fake lives faggots) are having homosexual sex behind their wives' backs. This makes marriage a joke and why would we fight for such things (marriage has been a joke for years).

So we as gay men or bisexual people that have some core values that aren't fucked should get into congress and make it illegal not just for straight marriage but gays marriage too. Since we as a species are not meant to be monogamous. Religion says that marriage is essential and dictates for some of the population why they think. If your I.Q. is high enough to understand this then you'll probably agree with me. Why the fuck would we listen to a organization that has kill millions, has stolen trillions and does very little to improve the world.  Religion has fucked us all up so badly we can't tell what's truth or if the shit that is coming out of our leaders mouths has GMO corn it.

My Third Scene

 

Before I even got to SF to shoot with falcon, DUMBASS Bruno B. sent me an email saying I was going to be topping in my two scenes for them. Turns out I was versatile in one and the other I was bottoming for. I hate it when people give you the wrong info I was all excited that I was getting to top, but that was not meant to be. So I get there we were shooting in some millionaire woman’s home. It was kind of shitty cracked walls and things falling part here and there.

So the scene was very blah and annoying for me. Yes Spencer Fox has a big dick that was the only highlight of the scene. I do not like sitting or lying down when topping. Those two positions make me go limp. His cock was good but, bottoming for me was a nightmare. Every 30 second he would need more Gun Oil lube and I am not talking about 3 or 4 times that fucker went back at least 14 times. And there was no way in hell he needed it, I had so much lube my hand had a steady drizzle coming off of my finger tips. Falcon is known for working with guys who are actually mentally handicapped to a slight degree. I know at least three that are autistic.

Besides pissing the whole crew off the entire time, he would not shut the fuck up. So over all I would have sex with him again just he’d top only and I would sick a sock in his mouth and duck-tape it in so he couldn’t take it out of his mouth. He talked away to much about his transgendered boy into a girl that lives in Vegas. He does have a good body to look at well at least when I had a scene with him I haven’t seen him since.

Project Douche Bag!

I thought it would be a good idea to tell you a story about someone I met and probably someone you have seen on TV. I met Jack M. about 4 or 5 years ago when I was go-going. There was a song playing that I enjoyed dancing to. I normally would bend over grab my ankles and shake my ass to the song, this was all taking place at Fubar in West Hollywood. While I was performing Jack M. stuck his face into my ass crack and licked my hole. I was wearing a jockstrap at the time. Instantly my eyes widened and I was like who the fuck. I stood up and turned around and was like wait you are Jack from Project Runway. He confirmed and said he liked my ass. So I let him lick it again.

Before the night was over I had asked him if he would like to have lunch with me before he went back to NYC he was pitching a TV idea, for a new show. He said yes and we ended up going to lunch and then walking around for a couple hours afterward. We talked about his life and the whole HIV thing and how he was affected. He seemed like a really nice guy. So we went to the place he was staying his buddy's house where we made out and he wanted to fuck me. I was down for it till he told me how big he was. Honestly though my dick is bigger so I wanted to top. He did not want to let me top, that was kind of a letdown but it was life, so I just dealt with it. After about ten minutes I left him there and headed home after saying good bye.

So a few years later I saw him at a fundraiser, where he was a popular person to talk to. Being friendly I went up to him. I thought I could strike up a conversation and I did but it was very brief and ended quite quickly on his part. He was very aloof to me on that day. Didn't know why but I eventually realized is he probably was still mad that I didn't bottom for him on our first encounter. I hadn't had any hard feelings towards him so he kind of swept me away like dirt. The scorn of a bitter queen, I had just experienced.

A long while after that I saw him training at Gold's Gym where I worked out at the time. I was with my workout buddy when I noticed him again. So being my friendly self I went up to him again to say hi. Thinking to myself I'll ask him out again and see what happens. His response was to me, was kind of stupid. "Sorry you are not my type I am looking for a top." Which made me laugh inside because, of the past interaction he wanted to top me and I didn't want to let him. Two things: one, he was a douche bag for saying that because he doesn't know me well enough to call me a bottom, and two he couldn't remember the past interaction we had. So I went back to my work out partner and laughed about what had just gone down.

So months have passed since I had seen him. He decided to add me on Twitter I had no clue why but I let him follow me. Then I tweeted him and said “Why did you want to follow me?” A few question marks later he emails me and tells me to follow him back. Again me being nice I followed him back and he decided to tell me about the post I had posted. The post was about a male Delta flight attendant, Jack informed me that the gentlemen is only into black guys. It’s not like I care. It was not like I would ever meet the guy again in person. Jack decided to go into detail that he went on a date with him etc. Again I don't care I am so turned off by Jack that I really didn't want to know anything. Just wanted to know why this douche was messaging me on twitter. So we had an exchange of words and he runs away because when someone has facts that make him look like a sack of shit he couldn’t handle it.

So I guess what it all comes down to, is no matter what good a person does like HIV= campaign, the persons actions speak much louder than their "Good Deeds."

 

You never want a person who thinks they are better than other people just because their over worked face from surgery (not to mention the over worked Photoshop artist) was on TV. People are more than just a thing that you can toss aside, just because you didn't get to fuck them. If you claim to be a man then you should be able to complete a conversation to the end even though the topic is unsettling and diminishes your ego. It is called having balls.

Second Scene

The scene was not fun and it was very boring. I was not thrilled to be fucked by someone that had a smaller dick than I do. He was a nice guy he had been sleeping with the owners of Titan Men the night before so I assume that is why he couldn't keep up with me. Funny  they thought I was dumb enough to believe that he was teaching them French all night long. The night before I was in the SF Titan house. The owners had converted the basement into a small apt where they housed actors. It was nice except it was to cold and the owner who lives on the middle level at 3am in the morning sounded like he was on meth cleaning the apt. Things were getting banged dropped and just this heavy back and forth foot steps. I wanted to shoot through the floor but didn't have a gun to do so.

My take on Mac Manus: He was a nice guy and good looking. His penis was not exciting. I could not get choked on it and it wasn't much of a sensation in my ass. I would say he was the worst French lay I have ever gotten. He tried his hardest to please me but I was left unsatisfied.

 Sadly one of the camera guys said he was a bottom destroyer because he tore apart bottoms and they couldn't take him. In my case I destroyed him and he had to take several break since he was not able to keep up. So moral of the story don't over sell something that you can't or it can't deliver on.

Half Complete

I was recently on set of a porn shoot and I was very whorey. I think it was because I felt like a piece of me was missing, so I acted out. I was humping and fucking everything and everyone in sight because the one person I wanted was not there. Its been the summer since I last saw him but the want, love and lust has not lost any of its potency. My last day on location for this porn shoot I stayed awake while my fellow cast members lay cuddling. I was looking at pics of the love of my life on my phone and was tearing up. I don't like getting emotional, because its kind of an ugly look.

I met the love of my life over the summer in Europe. I know some of you are thinking I thought your hubby was Dario Beck? No he is just my porn hubby. Both Dario and the love of my life have a lot in common though. Both are sweet, good to cuddle with, smart, kind, generous, determined, talented, good in bed, good kissers, and amazing to look at. There is just something more that he has that Dario does not. He can make me calm and submissive. Hold up before you get any thoughts in your heads, let me explain. When I am around him he makes my nerves go away, I am less on edge, all my anger and hate just goes away. He makes me a better person and less hectic than I normally am.

My favorite thing about him is that I can just wrap my arms around him under his shirt and lay my head on his back and I need nothing more then that. I feel complete when he is around. I bug him a lot to come visit me because I haven't seen him in a long while which is kind of torture. I miss waking up next to him when we had our mid day naps and just crawling up to him from his chest face to face and just kissing him. My heart cracked in half when he had to leave for San Francisco and we parted on a street corner. I kept kissing him hoping he wouldn't leave and would just stay there and be with me.

I feel like a huge pussy right now since I am acting like a chick, in the bath eating cheesecake and tearing up like a big baby. People say it's good to tell others how you feel, But sometimes no matter how many times you tell people or that special person, you just don't think they understand. They don't know how your heart wretches inside, like you're ill because you are not whole. The object of my desire is thousands of miles away which makes it impossible for me to feel better. Being as perfect as he was created. The day you fall in love with them is when you see no flaws you know you're really in love. I know this is going to sound kind of really gay but when I start to analyze and compare myself  to the person I'm in love with it was brutal.

I normally love to compare things and pick things apart and that will never change. What really sucks is I started comparing myself to him and I began to hate a shit-ton of things about myself because (I thought) he was just so much better then me at so many things. Bias are formed and trust me when I first saw him I was like he's ok but as time passed on when we hung out. I couldn't see what I saw in the beginning I was blind back then and unwilling to look deeper. That changed within about 12 hours of meeting him. All I wanted to do is learn about him and his life and put my finger through his hair and rub his smooth body. He could do no wrong, in my eyes.

So in the end look before you judge and be open to ideas and people you would normally not be. In my case the rare occasion that I was willing to open up and look deeper. I found the perfect man that I want to spend my life with no matter how poor or rich or where he might be. Good people are good people and hard to find and sometimes they are even divine.

 

Leave People in Service Alone!

I am a firm believer that you should not fuck with people that are giving you services examples: food handlers and bus drivers. Because one you endangering yours and others that are around you. I was having a good day except the constant back and forth from home to the stores to the gym etc. I got a lot accomplished today.

 

I am not what you would call a sensitive person but, what I am sensitive to is when you can publicly see someone giving someone a hard time. For no apparent reason. Coupled with nagging it’s just annoying as hell to watch and even listen to. I was traveling on the bus towards home. When the bus stopped in West Hollywood (Hell Hole), where it stopped and a passenger got on. She was about 5'4" mixed female. As she was paying she asked the bus driver if it was the 704 behind the bus she was currently on. The bus driver’s response was I don't know. Then the female started to ostracize him for not knowing. So I started counting how many time she repeated the routine without still paying and not moving behind the yellow line.

 

The female got up to 9 times before, I said something. Excuses me could you leave him alone please, said calmly. Replied with I asked him a question. Calmly again and he has answered your question four times he does not know. Well that's just bad customer service and I want to know why he doesn't know. Mam, he's probably had a long day leave him alone and sit down.

 

She decided to take her obviously bad day out on me, calling me bitch and faggot. Anyone who knows me I will not take the high road and just sit there and take it. Since, just like the driver she continued, with a routine on attacking me for defending the driver. Which was pathetic attempt to get me rile me up? So with a smile on my face and past knowledge of how to piss women off certain phrases came to out of my mouth. "If I am a bitch then you must be a cunt." Women hate the word cunt. "Just because you had a bad day at work doesn't mean its ok to take it out on the first man you see since, you ain't got one at home waiting for you." Attack their looks and assume they don’t have a man. It’s a double whammy. Women spend too much time and money on looking good. Plus being the single women have this since that makes them feel that’s something is wrong with them. "I think it’s that time of the month for you." They hear that line so much it just pisses them off to no end." You are the prime example of why men beat their wives." That the perfect way to make a women just feel like shit, your attacking her on every level and basically degrading her to the state that she a basic thing lower than a dog because men love their dogs.

 

My good friend who I did notice was on the bus saw she was inching her way to me stood in front of her telling her to calm down. So I stood up and since I am 6'3", she left like she needed to puff out her chest. As while passing by me making sure she rubbed up on me and staring into my eyes. To egg her on I told her come on hit me with a smile. She cocked back when she did this, I said come on since I am a bitch I'll grab you by your hair and bash you teeth in with the edge of the bench. Needless to say, she got off at the next stop.

 

Everyone on the bus started to laugh there asses off. The two black women where on the bus said I just talked to her like Ike spoke to Tina. (I would never harm a women unless I was being attacked, plus I love me some Tina Turner) My good buddy said I have never seen you act that way. "All I said was you do not fuck with the bus driver he has had a long day, he has seen crazy shit all day long, and he is trying to pay attention to the road. He does not need any more distractions. Plus I did not get on a bus in a confined area to hear some whiny bitch annoy the shit out of someone. I am on a bus I do not have control over this bus nor am I immortal I do not want this bus to crash."

 

So people leave people alone and if you’re having a bad day keep it to yourself or go to shrink and tell him your problems. Endangering the lives of other people and annoying people so they can feel your pain is bullshit. Grow the fuck up.