Stupidity + Ego + Drugs = Robbie

 So last the White Party just happened at it was kind of sad and pathetic. Same old people going to it were aged Circuit queens and twinks for the most part having the same thing in common, being drugged out. There was a select few 100 people who were sober and they were working white party as security they are in program. I was hired as one of the ES models. Which was ok until I met this worthless excuse for a human (Robbie).

So what can I tell you about him? First of all he is a drug addict. The sign that he was on drugs were clear as day. The jaw twitching and staring like he was going to kill someone was all sign of using G. Not to mention that he mentioned on the Ferris wheel that we all should get high. In the parking lot where he was asked if he was still rolling and he confirmed said yes. So I was curious about his balding because he was 95% of the time wearing a baseball cap to hide his receding hair line. A friend told me that it probably from the mass amounts of drug or steroids he was consuming.

Secondly Robbie is a thief. We were working the first night and he ended up stealing a crap ton of energy drinks and water so he had mixers for the drugs he was taking. When confronted about it he said he was hungry. Stupid Alter, how does liquid justify fixing your hunger problem? He also ended up stealing swimwear from the sponsors. Basically he is a lowlife and pretty annoying. Broke down worth pile of shit that people just forget about.

Thirdly he decided to tell some of his coworkers that he was an Alpha. I laughed as I was told this. The reason he said he was an Alpha was because he only fucks the grisliest twinks. The twinks have to be so screaming that he are bursting into flames, that’s how gay. He was caught with some of the ugliest LESBOYS around. When the rest of the crew caught him with the LESBOYS, he became a laughing stalk. When the word "Alpha" came to mind this picture went hand and hand with Robbie a perfect analogy.

Fourth he was so thwacked out of his mind he was never on time. When told to hurry up and change it took him five times longer than any other person. He also would disappear randomly and often when I followed him he was either with the LESBOYS or doing bumps of coke.

Fifth he couldn’t dance too, all he did was flex. He is pathetic, everyone was switching out and letting other people have the front stage. He was an ass hole and wouldn’t move from the spot. Flexing and flexing was all this untalented douche bag could do. His ego was a joke he could not give you an answer without throwing a hissy fit and excuse why he wouldn’t talk to you. Which was funny because a complete stranger was just trying to be nice and talk to him and Robbie had a fit.

So when he was losing his job he would attempt to kiss everyone’s ass and it was painful to watch the other model look away giving you big eyes like they wanted to strangle him. He ended up pissing and annoying everyone in the end. So if you want to see this Sac of shit he stands and poses at Fubar in West Hollywood. He has no other job because he can keep one.

My 14th Scene Live Video

The scene was with Mitch Vaughn. I was told I was going to be the top in an email and then I ended up being the bottom because the director lied. This post is going to be short and sweet. Mitch is a good guy he just recently moved from Vegas to LA, He is a nice enough guy on set as he is off set. He has a very yummy pink hole and it was great to eat. The live video was shot quickly and we all got the hell out of there as soon as possible because everyone was tired and they had been shooting a scene prior. That’s all I can say about it. I saw him as White Party 2014 and He seemed to be Enjoying himself.

Arrogance and Fear

“HOW DARE HE ASSUME I WOULD AUTOMATICALLY BLOG ABOUT HIM?” How rude of that pimpled, hipster want to be, I am going to blog about him!

I haven’t been rubbed the wrong way in a while by someone. I know I did tell him I wouldn’t blog about him last night at work but hell why not? So I first came across Mr. 2013 international hooker of the year about two years ago and thought, he is kind of cute. Which I thought was odd because I normally stay away very far from blonds because I am normally not attracted to them. Then he had commented on something of mine and thought oh he was a cool guy. So things were looking pretty ok. Then, I started my blog, which in the beginning he liked. Then he switched his opinion because I was attacking Bruno on my blog. I didn’t have a problem with this. Everyone has right to their own opinion and thoughts.

So, last night I ended up actually meeting Mr. 2013 International Male Hooker, in person for the first time.  I was working and he came up to me and we both knew who each other was instantly. We were chatting and things were ok. So visually right off the bat, I was kind of stunned. I had told him that I thought he would be a lot shorter then he actually was. He is actually pretty tall. While we were working together we were being chatty and bitching about some of the idiot go-go dancers. So after dancing about an hour I got down. Soon after he followed, my lead he had only been up for about 30 minutes.

So in the changing room I got a much better look at him. There was a lot more, light in the changing room. I noticed a few things about him right away.  In my head I wanted to do was retract thinking about him sexually. The first thing I noticed was so endless number of zits he had. I had asked him, if he was on a cycle of steroids. His response was that he is winding down form a current cycle. He was covered in zits ranging from small to giant sized sores from front to back (a countless amount, it kind of freaked me out a little bit). The second thing was in my head, was that if he had been on steroids, I would expect a more developed chest and body. He had a boy body with a lumberjack face. Then I thought to myself he must be the most photo shopped person on the internet.

 

He was having issues with his cock ring and he asked me if I had one, I didn’t. I told him if his pubic hair was getting pulled out, why wouldn’t he just trim his pubes? His response was he couldn’t his pubes had to be long for his clients. Then conversation got bounced around, because other go-goes would change up the topic of conversation. Somehow being in the army got brought up. He said he saluted me for my service. I made a joke about him not saluting me because his dick wasn’t hard. His reply was that he didn’t think he had anything left because clients had drained him.

Time passed and we chatted some more here and there. When he first moved to LA he started the off ball rolling at being a slut. What I was told and what he confirmed that he was a major whore right off the bat, which nothing is wrong with that. Kicking things off with fisting my buddy. I guess he had a bad experience with me buddy. From what I know of my bud, if you’re a douche to him he doesn’t act very friendly. So chatting continued and he started talking more about random stuff. He started talking about this sex party he was going to after work. Having lived in Los Angeles for 8 plus years, I pretty much know who throws the sex parties in this town. I personally don’t go to sex parties because you never know who is going to be there and that freaks me the fuck out. He complained about having to stay the longer shift since he didn’t show up on time and that sex party was all that he could think of.

So I asked what area it was in so I could narrow who was the host of the party. I have saved some friends from crazies and crazy situations before involving sex parties. He started being an ass and saying it was private and that he wasn’t going to tell me. I had told him, it wasn’t my scene, I just wanted to know who was throwing it, might save him a headache or two. Again he came back with a smart ass comment and said that he wasn’t going to tell me anything about the party because, he might end up on my blog. I said something about he wouldn’t end up on it because we hadn’t done a scene together. So I guess I lied because here he is.

Work ended and I headed home. I was way to fucking tired, so I got home and took a shower and went to bed. I woke up at 6:30am kind of annoyed at him. I was being nice and friendly and he had been a dick. So I started to think about what I knew about the whole situation that occurred. He had mentioned that he didn’t want to walk to the party so he might “Uber” (taxi) it there.  So knowing what I know of the sex parties within walking distance I narrowed the field.

Thought Bubble in 3.2.1

Then I was like why wouldn’t he want to tell me? Then realized he was clearly afraid of it ending up on my blog. So thinking about it some more I kind came to the conclusion that it had to be a possibility of a few things. Examples included: a TWEAKER sex party, or a BAREBACK sex party or maybe a combo of the two. Since the area he could walk to from where he was at, hosted a lot of those. Not to mention his fear of someone knowing whose party he was going to. The thought of him getting put into a sling and getting used was laughable and cringe worthy. Unless he was lying about his dick not working. So letting my imagination run with it and the twisted sense of humor. My thoughts ran to Treasure Island Media movies references like the movie “Slammed” and “Dawson’s 50 load weekend.” Since I don’t know him very well and I enjoy speculating the most horrific speculations are my favorite. I asked him if he was a sex addict. He didn’t answer my question. He did basically confirmed that he was a sex addict. By saying he doesn’t think that there was such a thing as a sex addict. I rolled my eyes and thought why did I bother being friendly to this jackass all night long.

And we are back in 3.2.1

This info would kind of ruin his image of being a good boy in porn. If it true or not I don’t really care. At this point it was a waste of my time and energy trying to be nice to an asshole. I had given him info about how things worked at work. I was trying to be a nice guy and he ended up being full of himself the ego was inflated. I guess there is a truth to the saying, “If you are ugly on the inside it will show on the outside”.

Quality Porn People

This is a list of people that I enjoy and like from porn that I actually have met. As well as the reasons I like them.

Adam Killian: Sweet, funny, full of surprises, he is a colorful character or should I say rhinestone? He is hardworking and amazing in bed. I enjoy being around a lot kind of a mentor of mine. He tells me I impress him a lot.

Brandon Jensen: He is a sweet guy and honest. When you ask him for something he is on that shit. I have nothing bad to say about him. Just wish he worked for a better porn studio instead of the shady one he currently works for.

Jake Steel: Sweet, honest, caring, hardworking and good in bed. Just a good all-around guy nothing bad to say about him.

Seth Fornea/Jared LeBlanc: This duo only one does non sex porn but, I really enjoy both of them they are sweet and protective and that’s always a plus. I miss this duo.

Jonathan Agassi: OMG he a pervert and I think that’s part of his charm. He is a very colorful character. I enjoy the sober part when we hung out he is a real wild man. Sex with him is very intense.

 Tanner Wayne: I just like him. He is easy to be around and he fibs about his age which is kind of hilarious. Great fuck and hungry hole.

Johnny Ryder: Shared a room with him at a hotel in CA when a movie was being shot. He was very nice to me and easy to talk to.

Lucky Daniels: Known Lucky for a long time I enjoyed him a lot and he is a very sweet guy. Not much else I can say.

Dario Beck: Sweet, great in bed, caring, soft spoken, humble and shy. There are tons of things I could say about Dario the list goes on and on. I asked him to marry me. Sad thing is I don’t have a bank account that would make him happy so he declined my offer.

Donny Wright: Amazing in bed, sweet and a great guy. Wish he didn’t do drugs it might have lasted between the both of us he disappear on me which freaked me out.

 

Jimmy Durano: Love him. He is sweet, kind, soft spoken, smart, patient and he’s a hard worker. Having a big dick is a plus too I got too suck on it, yay.

James Ryder: Funny guy, nice, good in bed and I get to see him around town here and there when I am at work. Always comes out and chats and introduces me to his new boy friends.

Hot Rod: he is nice, quiet, and soft spoken, a colorful character and has massive dick poppers are a must with him.

Byron Saint: I knew him before he did porn. Sweet guy well-mannered and thinks the same way I do. Honest and caring and a game nerd like me. He does have a hungry hole.

Ali Steele: Hot and his a massive dick pig not to mention he is a nice guy.

Draven Torres: Sweet, cuddly, suitcase size, nice, caring, submissive the list goes on and on.  He is good peoples. Don’t know about the pee thing though.

Marcus Iasaacs: Greedy bottom, nice guy only complaint is that he doesn’t call or pick up the phone when he tells you to keep in touch with him.

Brad Kalvo: Sweet, nice, thoughtful, hardworking, generous, sassy, and he thinks about 99% of what I think just doesn’t say it like I do. He’s funny, easy to talk to and chill out with.

Tommy Defendi: He is a cool guy I enjoyed having dinner with him. We shot the shit for a while at a dinner when I was waiting for Boomer to get home from a meeting. Just a normal cigarette smoking overly comfortable with his sexuality kind of guy. He is a good one to keep around.

Brian Mills: Sweet guy, takes care of you and treats right. Miss him, wish he stuck around longer.

Jasun Marks: Sweet guy, honest, funny, he is a colorful character and words form his own mouth he is a dick pig. Who doesn’t love a dick pig?

My 13th Scene “Str8 Boy”

 

Well now you might know Hayden Richards as the gay for pay porn boy who was caught snorting coke on a pride float.  Well that’s who my scene partner was for Hot House. Personally I can’t tell you if he was a nice guy or not. He didn’t carry a conversations nor comment on anything anyone said unless it pertained to him. It was a BLAH scene. We had to stop every three minutes because he would lose his boner. He said I gave good head. Other than that much didn’t come out of his mouth. Rating wise it wasn’t the worst sex I have ever had, but it was far from the mediocre sex I have had too.

I really don’t know why straight guys get into porn if they can’t keep it up. Honestly if you are not getting the shot into your dick to keep it up then you really just need to bottom in the scene. Do I find him attractive, no? That’s just my opinion. The scene over all was pretty blah from the photographer they used. By the way if you run into him and he tell you to smile and he knows you are pissed and you really don’t want to smile. Grab that dam camera and smash the fuck out of it. Then tell him with love from JED. He has to be one of the most annoying photographers I have ever worked with. After telling him I don’t want to show my hole he would nag and nag until very unpleasant thought would run through your head. Those thoughts if acted out would land you in prison. To the food they fed you if they got you food, it usually was fruit snack or from a cheap ass delivery joint.

The only real enjoyment I got out of shooting with Hot House was it got to hang out with the build crew weird but nice guys and Jimmy Durano. Occasionally  when not on set I would get a hot fuck before or after the scene with one, two, or three of the locals.

Lemmings LOL

I was sitting down and thinking about some funny shit when a few things popped out of nowhere. Those few things are what I decided to write about. It sometimes helps to expound on paper then it does in thought. Do know, I am a nice person and very kind when I am shown respect, but there are two sides of a coin. I do like coming across as bitter, jaded, cynical and mean. The times when I am that way, is like therapy for me. So let’s call this post, therapy time. I hope you enjoy it because when people are honest and funny you can’t really go to wrong. So this post is kind of attacking a group of stupid people.  A very specific group of horrible people.

So, I was voted by some half rate blog a while back, that I had the worst twitter or I shouldn’t have a twitter account. Not naming any names but that’s kind of funny to think that a halfwit blogger is going to comment on the value of my Twitter. There is a reason why I don’t let just anyone read it, because rejects like this unnamed blogger will have more material to use because he cannot come up with anything original of his own. Then I started to think well he has these supporters that just are bitter faggots and usually agree with him regardless if what he says is true or not.

 I have these very kind words for those faggots. “Go run off a cliff like a lemming, because god knows you are better off dead than alive!” The reason why I say these kind words are plain and simple you follow a pathetic excuses for a human that, BETRAYS all that he stands for. Example: Taking a pic, while being buddy-buddy with Michael Lucas which, he has basically sworn to try to destroy. He will say anything he possibly can to draw negative attention. Even if there is rave attention in a positive sense he will avoid talking about it. Kind of reminds me of FOX NEWS (Ran by halfwits and full of lies with a bunch of retarded, backwoods followers) Now, now Lemmings don’t get your panties in a twist. I will reconfirm you are fucking IDIOTS. I know truth is hard for you to understand since you have been reading his blog, I mean, a weak and lame excuse for a blog, for a bit too long.

This is not a Self Help posting because I truly hope you find that cliff. Me showing the error of your ways/ there being no point to your existence, that you might find that cliff sooner. Myself an intelligent being, would not expect that the pathetic blogger, would post this on his blog.  The reason why, is he does not like to accept that, he is a single cell organism. He has no talent, he is not creative and he’s a leach of sorts. So when he reads something that he can twist he will twist it, since lacking enough brain cells to come up with something original, this does not lie in his capabilities. As well as not being able to wipe his own ass but that’s another topic. So maybe, pointing out that he doesn’t post things against himself, might make him post it. Honestly he probably won’t so don’t get your hopes up. When shit is mentioned about him he just avoids it or deletes it. Now Lemmings, as you are searching for that cliff remember higher the cliff, surer that you won’t survive. But hell if you don’t live near cliffs then a 40 story building should do the trick and if you are not in a tall city then a semi or train works just as fine. As long as the moving transportation is traveling at a fast enough speed, 72mph is a good speed.

As a reader you should really see what the content of the writer’s writing. For example if he is using pics that are not current, then you know something is up. As well if he is using the same things over and over again, to give his current post attention, then you know something is up. These are all telltale signs that he isn’t legit and you need to move on. Honesty is always the best policy and when your favorite blogger isn’t even anywhere near honest you should just stop reading. In this world there are always going to be people who will lie to you for a pay check. Since I am not getting a paycheck from this blog I have no need to lie to you. But other blogger will and do so.

My 12th scene "Dildoed"

Hmmm writing this while watching Queer as Folk this should come out as an interesting post.  This scene happened when someone cancelled the shoot and Christian Owen needed someone to fill in for him. Since I lived in LA driving to Palm Springs, made me a quick fill in. I was told to come to set at a certain time and wow that was a lie. I was stuck there for over eight hours waiting. That was a huge bore. I just wanted to shoot myself. Christian Owen is known for lying about things that have to do with shooting or porn in general. Like as in emails and text messages telling you are a top or a bottom and you find out on set you are the opposite.

So the shoot was in a rank Palm Springs clothing optional resort. The resort smelled of piss and shit, and with some very hideous trolls roaming the grounds and even with a “Do Not Enter” sign that did not stop the trolls from poking their deteriorating mugs shots on set. Alessio Romero was in three of the four scenes and he offered to be in the scene with me but my scene partner was Jimmy Durano. Alessio has this look where you just kind of want to do whatever he says when he looks at you. Jimmy is sweet and sexy but a little unknown fact is, that he drives like a grandmother which is very cute to behold.

So the scene was kind of boring. The scene had dildos and I kind of like the feeling of a hot muscle body slamming into my ass. So I am not a huge fan of toys. I will use them but not on a regular basis. But there was none of that on set, sad for me. Christian Owen after seeing me take the dildo I brought, ASSumed I was able to take a fist but that wasn’t going to happen. The highlight of the shoot was when I got to deep throat Jimmy’s fat ol’cock. Which always helps me getting close to cumming but that never ended up on film. Other than that nothing exciting happened. Hot House is kind of a lame studio to shoot since Christian decided to take the studio over. Not to say that some of the things he does aren’t kind of fun and funny while filming. It just sometimes come across like your shooting for Falcon, which if you had to be on set doing every position five times. It gets really annoying. Which includes close ups, wide shots, real sex, fake sex and fake faces you’d want go back to working retail at the local “If Only” store.

 

The Devil you know

He calls me “Momma.” But in some circles of the San Francisco underworld I am known as “Condoleezza Brown Rice.”  For those of you readers who don’t know me, I am the “awesome roommate” that Jed speaks of in earlier posts. I am honored to be his guest “ghost” writer because I wanted to give (you the fans) a little peak into the life of the rough, tumble and sometimes controversial Jed Athens.

 
First of all his name ain’t Jed but I guess you knew that. No one has ever jacked off to the birth name of any porn star. This one included. But don’t try to find out his real name. It is locked away in a secret vault in Chechnya where I adopted him for 100 thousand rubles (About 29.95 in US currency) and a crate of KY Jelly from military overstock. You see, I, Miss Condi was working as an American attaché in the city of Grozny (Russian for Horrible) (back in the day) when Jed’s older sister Basia, paid me to get him out of what she described as “this war torn hell hole” (see www.ruscapturedboys.com)

To say that Jed has “Anger issues” is to over simplify a complex study in sexual Predatory Lustful Post Traumatic Butt Syndrome PLPTBS (It’s the latest in the DSM IV). But alas the poor lad has had a rough start in life…and he’s still a little pissed. When he wasn’t dodging grenades in his homeland, he was plotting his escape to America to find his fame and fortune. He found Adult Entertainment.

At first, I was totally against his entering the porn scene. I thought it was a dangerous choice and the powers that be would eventually suck him into a meth induced coma.  Not to mention having to deal with these toxic, bitchy, venomous vamps permeating this terrain. But to my surprise, Jed has managed to stay away from drugs and alcohol and has never sucked cum, succumbed to this wicked and destructive lifestyle. He rarely goes out but when he does it’s usually dinner and a movie with close friends here in West Los Angeles. At home, he takes care of his gigantic fish tank and beautiful orchid collection. He also enjoys his mind boggling collection of vintage Japanese Kimono’s. Jed never does anything small! I guess you could say Jed is addicted to….more. Yes MORE.

Sexually and artistically, Jed HAS turned up more than one eyebrow with his superb muscle control, his rapid fire pelvic thrusts, his insatiable hunger for hot men and an Ass that becomes more Negro as the days go by. Boo-Day! Yes, baby got back and then some!

Unfortunately Jed’s razor sharp tongue gets him into trouble at times and amuses many at others. He holds back nothing and tells it like it is. I have, on more than one occasion, explained to him that truth is not always good to rub people’s faces in. But He just can’t help himself. Jed speaks his mind, sometimes at his own peril. But in a city of flakes, fakes and quakes, you can be sure of one thing: you NEVER have to guess where Jed stands and he will NEVER pretend to like you if he doesn’t.

Having said that, I want all of you to know just what a wonderful person Jed is on the inside. Beneath that rock solid exterior of pure, unadulterated “Fuck Machine” lays a heart of gold. But be careful how you handle this golden heart or you are liable to end up with a molten crown of bullion: Kinda like the mother of dragon’s bro on Game of Thrones. Bottom line; If you are lucky enough to score Jed as a friend then you’ve got a loyal friend for life and no one can ask for more than that.    CONDI

11th Scene, Got Milked? (First Fisting Scene)

So lets break a few things down before I go into this scene. I love the fact stupid blogs and annoying website like to post this video thinking its going degrade me and think its going to piss me off some how. The simple fact is besides my knees killing and wrecking /hurting Tanner's hole me this scene was fucking hilarious to shoot. So for the pee brain that think it was milk up Tanners ass you are wrong. It was a combo of J-lube, water, Crisco and anal ease thrown into a blender. Before you post as if you know everything think again, because if you post something and are incorrect it only makes you look like a twat waffle. (If you don't know what a twat waffle is Google it!)

 

As I sit back in bed as my stiches heal form mole removals, I am writing this, I start to wonder where Tanner is. I kind of miss joking and talking to him he is truly a really good guy and I miss him. He was a sweet and very cuddly person to be around off set. Let me not forget he also has an amazingly open hole. You could just talk to him and he was bluntly honest like I am but he has a filter. So all in all he would be a good friend to anyone that would meet him, you know just a good guy to be around.

So the scene was pretty funny to shoot. We experimented with how many different things and in what order could we insert up Tanners butt. So after a while the scene just went on and on. The thing that took the longest was the lube squirting out of Tanners butt. Not because of mine or Tanners fault. But because of everyone else on set and if I remember correctly that was four other people. The final take was the one used. The reason why it was the final take because it was the 12th time we filmed that shot. Every one on set was laughing so hard because each take that had been shot my facial expression got funnier and weirder as time went on. Obviously my acting skills have fooled most if not everyone who watched it. Because most people think I was grossed out or freaked out. I was having a ball on set.

 

All in all it wasn't that bad of a shoot, it just seemed to go on and on. I felt bad for Tanner's poor hole it was over used. I just wish Tanner didn't drop off the face of the earth and had stayed in contact!

My 10th Scene

This scene was fun. It was for Hot House. This is where I got to meet the amazing Jimmy Durano, Christian Owens boyfriend. James Ryder my scene partner is a good looking guy with a big ol’dick. I got to fuck the shit out of him like a circus performer. I noticed when he was a bottom he is kind of like me, GREEDY. Nothing motivates me more in the bedroom when I am a top, than a dick famished greedy bottom, who ass eats cock like starving Ethiopian at a World Aid banquet.

I had no clue that James isn’t really into white boys. I have known him for a while and he likes his Latinos like the British likes there Bangers and Mash. His hole’s hunger masked any and all indications that white was not his preferred flavor. Maybe because of my dark hair and spray tan, might have thrown him off. He probably thought I could have been from Barcelona.

So I got to fuck him vanilla style and circus style where I fucked him backwards so my dick would hit his prostate. That position makes boys go nuts. I get a sick kind of pleasure out of making boys leak pre cum right before they shoot their wads. When you fuck someone like that they can’t figure out if they are cumming or going to piss on themselves.

James reminds me of a younger more tatted version of Tyler Saint (I have been with Tyler Saint) Both Tyler and James have something in common they are both big dicked guys who naturally off set prefer bottoming which makes me sad and happy at the same time. My personal view is that whoever has the bigger dick should be the top, but in these two cases I’ll make an exception, because they be hungry.

All in all it was worth the trip to the stinky city of grunge better known as the city of homeless, oh I mean San Franlesbo, oh shit San Francisco. When it comes boys who hunger you must and should feed them cock, lots of cock. Depriving them of cock is a form of neglect which by law is consider a crime of abuse. We do not want to be known as an abusive minority. So let them eat cock.