Money’s on the Dresser: Escorting, Porn and Promiscuity in Las Vegas (18 page)

With my schedule now completely booked, I knew I had to be rested and ready to go the minute I landed in San Francisco.

My performance at Nob Hill on Friday night went well, and I had a great time. The audience wasn’t too big, but I think it was to be expected, considering it was December and most people were probably at Christmas parties for work or with their families rather than at an all-nude male strip club on a Friday night.

The following day I was scheduled to shoot for Hot House Studios with Marc Dylan. Marc was one of the biggest names in the industry at the time, and he was a good guy to work with. I had met him the previous summer while on a location shoot for Falcon Studios. We were both somewhat new to the industry and had gotten into it around the same time. There was a good group of guys on this shoot, and we all got to know each other a little bit during the three days we spent in Sonoma County. I had been shooting a scene with Trent Locke for a movie called
Right Here, Right Now,
and I felt as if the whole thing was a disaster... I had had an ingrown hair on my chin that had become infected the night before the shoot. Convinced it looked like some kind of STD, I had been paranoid the entire time we were shooting the scene.

Trent, on the other hand, had seemed like he was clearly fucked up on something, and I wasn’t sure if he had smoked weed or crack before the shoot or if that was just his personality. The shoot had lasted almost six hours, and near the end I couldn’t get hard and cum so I ran inside to grab my bag from the bathroom to dig out a Viagra and chew it up to make it work faster. Somebody was in the bathroom where my stuff was, and I had no time to wait. I started knocking frantically, and finally Marc opened the door.

“Hey,” I said. “I’m really sorry, but I need to grab something out of my bag.”

“Oh, sure, go for it,” he said.

As I frantically began looking for one more magic blue pill in my bag on the ground, I noticed Marc was trying to adjust his dick in his jeans. I could tell he was hard, and I asked him if everything was all right.

“Yeah, sure, man. I just finished my photo shoot, and my dick is so hard... I took a Viagra before we started, and now my dick won’t go down.” He laughed softly.

All of a sudden I forgot we were on an all-day porn shoot, and I forgot about my limp dick. I didn’t care that I was tired, and I wasn’t even mad that my scene partner was a complete mess outside. I felt like Marc and I were in some seedy porn video, and the scenario got me hard immediately.

I was on my knees looking for a pill and finally found one. I popped it into my mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed it. I took a sip of water to wash down the bitter taste and continued to watch Marc lightly rub his cock in his jeans. I looked up at him and said something I and many other models had said in countless porn scenes: “Want me to help you take care of that?”

He smiled and said, “Sure man,” and then unzipped his jeans. His rock-hard cock fell out and I crawled over to where he was standing and swallowed his dick until it hit the back of my throat. I could already taste his precum, and my dick got even harder. I had to force myself not to touch my dick because I needed to save my cum shot for the camera. Not touching myself was probably one of the most difficult things I had ever done. I have absolutely no self-control when it comes to sucking dick or eating a man’s load. Marc started thrusting his dick down my throat, and when he started moaning, I could tell he was already close to cumming.

“Fuck, yeah. That feels good... keep going man.” And I did.

He pulled his dick out of my mouth after about a minute and began stroking it. He positioned his cock away from my face and whispered, “I’m gonna cum... fuck I’m gonna cum.”

I grabbed his hips. “Shoot your fucking load in my mouth, man... come on. I fucking want it,” I begged.

He kept stroking his cock until finally he grabbed my head and blew his load down my throat. He grunted as he drained every last drop, and I swallowed the entire thing.

Immediately I stood up, smiled, and said, “That’s exactly what I needed,” and ran out of the bathroom to finish my scene with Trent. I came within about two minutes of the final take. All I had needed was the salty aftertaste of Marc’s load in my mouth to finally get off.

Marc and I were both known as power bottoms in the industry, so when Hot House told me I was going to be fucking him, I began to get worried. I had been a top before in the past, but it usually required the help of various erectile dysfunction medications like Cialis, Viagra, Trimex, or Caverject. I didn’t like using Trimex or Caverject injections to get hard, but sometimes there was no other option if you couldn’t get an erection. I enjoyed being a top in my personal life, but I didn’t like it when shooting scenes. Being a top required a few things, and the biggest and most important one was a rock-hard erection. For me to maintain an erection, I had to have great chemistry with my scene partner, and I needed the studios who were filming the scene to let me fuck the way I wanted to fuck. If there was no connection between my scene partner and me or if the studio had a us doing a variety of positions that simply did not feel good, then it didn’t matter how much Viagra or Caverject I had in me... I simply wasn’t going to get hard. Case closed. Oftentimes the sexual positions that felt best between you and your scene partner were not always the best positions to film porn, but like many things in this industry it was just a part of the job.

Marc and I were scheduled to shoot early Saturday afternoon, but our call time kept getting pushed back because the scene they were filming before us was running longer than expected. The director for the scene, Christian Owen knew I had to be out of the studio no later than 7:30 to get to Nob Hill to do my show, so I knew regardless of when we started shooting, we were definitely pressed for time either way. Soon 2:30 turned to 3:30, and before I knew it, it was close to 5:00. I began to panic because I knew there was no way we were going to film this scene in less than two and a half hours. Being pressed for time and stressed was not going to help my erection.

Marc started to sense my panic. Hot House was a big name in the gay porn industry, and they always produced a quality product with beautiful men. On the other hand, filming with them often took many hours to get the lighting right, and they would sometimes do many takes of one position, which would make the shooting process last even longer than most other studios.

Eventually we started around 5:00. The scene was for a leather movie called
Sektor 9,
and Marc and I were decked out in some really hot fetish gear. I loved the leather scene in the gay community, and it was always one of my goals in my porn career to do a hot leather movie with a big-name studio and a beautiful costar wearing sexy fetish gear. Here I was finally shooting such a, but because we were pressed for time and I was stressed beyond belief, none of that mattered. I was a total mess.

Marc looked at me throughout the shoot and would smile, and I could see he was trying to get me through this and help me calm down. We were both trying really hard to focus on each other and make the scene look hot. We somehow managed to do the scene within the two and a half hours, even though I felt like it was a complete mess and probably one of my weakest pieces of work ever.

Immediately after we came, I jumped in the shower, packed up, and headed to Nob Hill to dance my two shows. That night I packed up my stuff from the theater and drove back to my hotel, where I crawled into bed and tried my best to get some well-needed rest.

The following day I was scheduled to do a live webcam show with another huge name in the porn industry, Spencer Reed. He and I had worked together one time before, but it was for a group scene for Titan, and the only interaction we had had was him pissing on me. We had really wanted to fuck in the scene, but the director for Titan decided it would be best if Trenton Ducati and I fucked and Dario Beck and Spencer paired up. Spencer and I had felt a little disappointed we didn’t get to have direct contact with each other, so we were thinking this scene was going to make up for that experience.

The live webcam show was for Raging Stallion Studios, and the directors were Steve Cruz and Bruno Bond. They were a gay couple who had both been pretty big names in the industry, and now they filmed and directed content for Raging Stallion Studios and Falcon. Tonight’s shoot was a live webcam series called
Hard Friction
, and the shoots didn’t generally last very long. This type of shoot involved some still photography, chatting with fans watching the live broadcast, and filming extra content for the DVD. As soon as we started the still photography, Spencer and I immediately got into each other. He always seemed to have a thing for blonds and I always gravitated toward big hairy daddy types, even though I’m pretty sure Spencer is a few years younger than I am. When he started porn he was young, boyish-looking, and thin, but now he was this huge muscled daddy thanks to a few years of steroids and the rapidly aging lifestyle of a porn star. I didn’t care, though, because he looked better as a daddy, and I was ready to be pummeled, fucked, torn up, and used as his bottom boy.

The shoot went well, and Spencer and I had great chemistry. We made a lot of eye contact and had an intense connection I hadn’t felt in many of the other scenes I had shot. Spencer fucked me until he was ready to cum, and then he dumped his load in my mouth and I came soon after. Raging Stallion liked a lot of cum and spit play, so we really got into licking up every last drop of our loads and spitting it back and forth into each other’s mouths. Spencer, like myself, was a total pig, and we both loved every minute of it. After the shoot was over, I drove Spencer back to his place and then drove back to the hotel.

Yet again, I crawled into my bed and to get some rest before my scene with Titan the following day.

I woke up the following morning feeling slightly rested yet not sure I was ready to shoot more porn. I arrived to the studio and saw one of my scene partners David Anthony outside on his phone smoking a cigarette. We smiled at each other as I walked into the building to greet the crew and meet my other scene partner. I said hi to Patrick O’Conner, the casting director (at the time), and hugged one of the owners and directors, Brian Mills, and the cameraman and director, Paul Wilde. Jasun Marks was there videotaping blog content and filming the scene, and he and I had worked together a few times before. Working with Titan was always a good experience, and I liked their filming process.

Eventually my other scene partner, Tibor Wolfe, came in and we introduced ourselves and began filling out the model release forms. David Anthony came in from smoking and introduced himself to us. He looked at me and said, “Oh, I had no idea you were a model. When I saw you outside I thought you worked in the office upstairs.” He kind of chuckled. “I thought to myself that you were cute and you should definitely do porn!”.

I smiled at him and laughed but thought,
You had no idea who I was? Didn’t you read the e-mails they sent that listed your costars?
I always did and was very sure to check out who I would be filming with.

All three of us began filling out the forms and making small-talk. Immediately I noticed there didn’t feel like much (if any) connection between the three of us. I thought they were both attractive but felt there was no chemistry.
Oh boy... I hope this isn’t a disaster,
I thought.

The scene with the three of us was going to be a double-penetration scene. They had chosen David because he had a very large dick that pointed upward; he would be the guy on the bottom fucking Tibor. They told me they chose me because of my long legs and big enough dick, so I would be standing up with my legs straddling David, fucking Tibor from behind.

Immediately as Brian Mills tried to orchestrate the entire thing and we began to go through the scene, I felt a little confused. It wasn’t rocket science, but filming a double-penetration scene could be difficult and hard to coordinate. The scene took place in an auto garage, and for some reason I didn’t have the money to pay David Anthony for his services so (naturally) I got on my knees and sucked his dick to repay him for his hard work. Eventually Tibor (who I assumed also worked at this auto-body shop) saw us fucking and came in began to get double-fucked. Typical porno scenario.

I still didn’t feel any chemistry on my part, and I wasn’t sure if it was because I was just exhausted or because I had already jinxed myself by saying I was going to fail or what, but the scene was not working for me from the start. To get hard, I tried to think about my hottest porn with big hairy muscled daddies, but that didn’t work. I tried to have some play time with both Tibor and David, but that didn’t work either. During the shoot, everyone would have to wait for me to get hard, then I would double-fuck Tibor for anywhere from twenty to thirty seconds, stop because I would lose the hard-on, and then we’d have to wait for me to get hard again.

I have to admit that David and Tibor were both incredibly patient and professional in the whole process and waited for me all day to keep getting hard. The shoot lasted from about 11:00 to 6:00 (with a lunch break), and we somehow managed to get through it. I tried my best not to apologize profusely, even though I was upset with my performance and pissed off it hadn’t gone well. As soon as we were done I was so relieved. I now had two days to myself before my next shoot for Titan with Johnny Hazzard.

I felt good about the next shoot before I even got to the studio on Thursday morning. I was rested, hadn’t shot a load in two days, and knew my scene partner was hot. Johnny Hazzard was a big name in the porn industry and had been filming content for about nine years. We met at the Titan studio and he seemed fairly nice, although he appeared to be over the entire shoot before it even began. Johnny had been doing porn back in a time when models were still being paid two to three thousand dollars a scene (or more), working with the biggest names in the industry and all over every print magazine (back when there was such a thing) and on tons of websites. His name and gay porn went hand in hand. But now he just seemed over it and acted as if he didn’t want to be there. We made small-talk, and I tried to get a reading from him, but I had no clue what to think. He kept bitching about Jasun Marks following him around and asking him questions for the Titan blog, and he complained to me about the scene rate we were getting (which was much lower than either of us had anticipated). He also rolled his eyes at everything that anyone on the set said. He was hot, but clearly he didn’t want to be there filming with me. I couldn’t tell if he just wasn’t into me or if it had nothing to do with me, but I tried not to read into it too much.