GOSSIP: Titan dropped?
I just heard that Titan is being dropped from the Paladin line of distribution.
...and who is going to pick them up? Michael Lucas?
Folks that don't know what the roles of distributors: (...it's like any other company, you have people who specially in that area...)
First you've got the porn company. (Titan)
Then you've got the distribution company. (Paladin)
...without the distribution company it is MUCH harder for the porn company to get their movie in stores.
That's all Paladin does, it get movies in stores and other online outlets.
...and when you have the power of say a rumored hard-to-get-into-but-when-you-do its-WAY-worthwhile-ring-like-Paladin its MUCH easier to get your flicks distributed.
Paladin only handles BIG names in the porn industry. (HotHouse, Titan, Colt, Studio 2000, etc.)
Chi-Chi has her own distribution line. (Channel 1 Releasing)
Since Paladin is associated with only bigger, more prominent names in the porn business, they have a carbon copy of themselves (Arena Entertainment) that handles the less prominent studios.
What does this mean for Titan?
I assume we will see more of this on sites like AVN, and Michael Lucas' site as well as Titan's site.
I have done one flick for Titan. They were probably one of the most professional studio I did work for. You can see the trailer and photos from the flick I did for them here. Go to HARDCORE PREVIEW(Mayplay14)
All I can say is Paladin is pretty powerful out there...
Monday, January 31, 2005
Sunday, January 30, 2005
THOUGHTS ON COMING OUT:
Out to Parents
It was surprisingly easy to do.
I was all worried.
My mom was mad because I was just out of high school, I had died my hair bleach blond. I had a nipple ring. I had on a dog chain for a necklace. I was constantly on the move to explore more about the gay life I had just delved into.
One night she was folding laundry and she said, "You look like a gay gutter-punk!"
I do not know what came over me, but I said, "You got half of it right!"
She said, "You are a gutter-punk?"
I said, "Nope."
She yelled, "Dad, I think you need to come in here!"
She then did not say, "Youre what?" Or anything like that.
It was, "Does that mean no grandkids? DAMN!"
She said, "We had an idea, we just did not want to offend you. We love you know matter what even if you bring home an alien."
Ummmm"Okay, thanks mom and dad, can I go out now?" (wink)
Now they are VERY supportive.
They know everything.
My mom says, "Do we do your wedding in rainbow colors or normal black and white? Who wears the dress? Do you want a big reception?"
Oh my goodness! She even bought me two grooms for my wedding cake in case I need them because she found them on sale. Never mind that they look like they are elbowing each other.
When I worked at the hotel in Ohio, I tried to come home each month. One month I had a tight schedule. I had to go to dinner with a huge group of people and it was to Lucky Chengs, the restaurant where all the waitresses are really waiters. (wink) It is a drag queen Asian cuisine experience.
Dad said, "If I want to spend some time with you, I know I am going to have to try and understand it, so Ill drive."
That is the ONLY time besides communion that I have seen my dad drink. (wink)
I could not ask for more from my parents.
Out in High School
I was not out in high school.
I wish I was now.
But there was an unspoken pressure.
I do not know what people are goona say when I go back to a reunion and they say, I always thought you were gay.
I'll say, "I slept with your husband.", or "Your boyfriend has all my movies."
I did have a relationship with some girls.
I knew THAT would MAKE me not gay. UmmmmmNope.
I do not even think I KNEW what "Gay" was until 6th grade, huh?
By 7th grade I thought, okay this is strange. That boy turns me on, and girls are still "gross".
The real turning point I remember was when my brother wanted to sneak downstairs and watch this lesbian show on HBO after 10:00pm and I was like, "I think I am going to puke. Hell no!"
Out to Friends
One of my friends and I were at Taco Bell and I decided I HAD to tell her.
When I said as SERIOUS as I could be, "I have something I need to tell you" She said, "I know, I want a bean burrito and a salad." I said, "No it is serious." She said, "I know, boo, did you get the bean burrito?" I think she knew before I did.
Others I just started hanging out with.
I had straight guy friends but only a few.
I had mostly straight girl friends.
We did not do "hair" or anything like that.
But I just related to them better.
Out to My Brother
My brother thinks it is a novelty.
He asks in his country-fied accent, "Dude, can you out with me on Saturday? Youre a chick magnet. Girls go right to you."
Well go out and if we eat or something he will seat me closest to the aisle. Once we had this HUGE dessert that I could not eat so I leaned over and asked this table full of girls if they wanted some of it. After we combined tables a few minutes later, and we went on introductions, he jumped right in.
"This is my gay brother, he is a hooker."
Ummmm yeah, "Hi there, my name is BRANDON." I do have a name.
Out at Work
I have always been out at work.
It is not like I said, "Hi I am Brandon and I am a flaming homosexual, but ummm it is pretty obvious."
When I worked at the hotel my boss would come every quarter to so a surprise inspection of the hotel. One time he brought his wife and daughter to go out in the town I so dutifully worked in. He was in my office and said very politely, "Sandy has someone she wants to introduce you to." He went on to say, "He is in Columbus." I was like, "Am I THAT gay that even your wife knows?" He very calmly said, "You are so gay that even my dog knows." Well, okay then. Bring on the Columbus dude.
At one of my earlier hotel accounting jobs when I had to stay in this awful office I saw a hand reach in and stick this small photo on my light switch plate. When I got up it was a small magazine cutout of Will and Graces characters. My boss took me out to lunch and I asked him what that was for and he said, "Every time you turn on your light, remember this, "More like Will, less like Jack." Ummmdid that ever work. NOT!
Out to my Minister
This was a strange story.
My dad is very religious, he does all the finances for church.
On Sunday, out minister usually comes by and picks up and signs some papers. This Sunday, Easter Sunday, she came over and my whole family was there.
She said hi, and we talked since we are not all together in church much anymore.
She said to me, "Oh yea, did your friend tell you I met him on the plane?"
I was like, "Huh?" None of my friends told me they ran into my church leader.
She said, "I was coming home from Houston and this guy who acted just like you and looked kinda like you was there. Low and behind, he was in the seat next to me."
She went on, "I could not help but tell him I have a friend who looks just like you and if you live in New Orleans maybe you know him. Brandon Baker."
My friend indeed knew me and went on to tell her, "Oh yeah, Brandon and I are in the same business." To my knowledge our minister just knew I was working here and there with "web-design." (which is NOT a lie!)
When he told her what "business" it was, she said she just smiled and had a good flight conversation about me and things.
When the place landed, she said, "When you see Brandon, tell him his minister said hi."
She laughed as she said my friend turned fifty shades of red.
So she looked at me and said, "So I know what you do"
I did not know what to do, say, act, crawl away, this was my minister. YIKE!
My dad said afterwards that he had already told her, which makes me feel KINDA better. I mean how do you keep that? "Can you sign this check, this amount came in, and by the way - my son is a hooker and porn star."
I firmly believe though that you should only come out when you are ready.
...and that you will KNOW when you are ready, don't let ANYONE force you into coming out.
(I think this was originally one of my VidioView columns, so if you have seen this before, sorry...)
Alright for the fucked UP being OUTed stories huh?
Do you have any?
Out to Parents
It was surprisingly easy to do.
I was all worried.
My mom was mad because I was just out of high school, I had died my hair bleach blond. I had a nipple ring. I had on a dog chain for a necklace. I was constantly on the move to explore more about the gay life I had just delved into.
One night she was folding laundry and she said, "You look like a gay gutter-punk!"
I do not know what came over me, but I said, "You got half of it right!"
She said, "You are a gutter-punk?"
I said, "Nope."
She yelled, "Dad, I think you need to come in here!"
She then did not say, "Youre what?" Or anything like that.
It was, "Does that mean no grandkids? DAMN!"
She said, "We had an idea, we just did not want to offend you. We love you know matter what even if you bring home an alien."
Ummmm"Okay, thanks mom and dad, can I go out now?" (wink)
Now they are VERY supportive.
They know everything.
My mom says, "Do we do your wedding in rainbow colors or normal black and white? Who wears the dress? Do you want a big reception?"
Oh my goodness! She even bought me two grooms for my wedding cake in case I need them because she found them on sale. Never mind that they look like they are elbowing each other.
When I worked at the hotel in Ohio, I tried to come home each month. One month I had a tight schedule. I had to go to dinner with a huge group of people and it was to Lucky Chengs, the restaurant where all the waitresses are really waiters. (wink) It is a drag queen Asian cuisine experience.
Dad said, "If I want to spend some time with you, I know I am going to have to try and understand it, so Ill drive."
That is the ONLY time besides communion that I have seen my dad drink. (wink)
I could not ask for more from my parents.
Out in High School
I was not out in high school.
I wish I was now.
But there was an unspoken pressure.
I do not know what people are goona say when I go back to a reunion and they say, I always thought you were gay.
I'll say, "I slept with your husband.", or "Your boyfriend has all my movies."
I did have a relationship with some girls.
I knew THAT would MAKE me not gay. UmmmmmNope.
I do not even think I KNEW what "Gay" was until 6th grade, huh?
By 7th grade I thought, okay this is strange. That boy turns me on, and girls are still "gross".
The real turning point I remember was when my brother wanted to sneak downstairs and watch this lesbian show on HBO after 10:00pm and I was like, "I think I am going to puke. Hell no!"
Out to Friends
One of my friends and I were at Taco Bell and I decided I HAD to tell her.
When I said as SERIOUS as I could be, "I have something I need to tell you" She said, "I know, I want a bean burrito and a salad." I said, "No it is serious." She said, "I know, boo, did you get the bean burrito?" I think she knew before I did.
Others I just started hanging out with.
I had straight guy friends but only a few.
I had mostly straight girl friends.
We did not do "hair" or anything like that.
But I just related to them better.
Out to My Brother
My brother thinks it is a novelty.
He asks in his country-fied accent, "Dude, can you out with me on Saturday? Youre a chick magnet. Girls go right to you."
Well go out and if we eat or something he will seat me closest to the aisle. Once we had this HUGE dessert that I could not eat so I leaned over and asked this table full of girls if they wanted some of it. After we combined tables a few minutes later, and we went on introductions, he jumped right in.
"This is my gay brother, he is a hooker."
Ummmm yeah, "Hi there, my name is BRANDON." I do have a name.
Out at Work
I have always been out at work.
It is not like I said, "Hi I am Brandon and I am a flaming homosexual, but ummm it is pretty obvious."
When I worked at the hotel my boss would come every quarter to so a surprise inspection of the hotel. One time he brought his wife and daughter to go out in the town I so dutifully worked in. He was in my office and said very politely, "Sandy has someone she wants to introduce you to." He went on to say, "He is in Columbus." I was like, "Am I THAT gay that even your wife knows?" He very calmly said, "You are so gay that even my dog knows." Well, okay then. Bring on the Columbus dude.
At one of my earlier hotel accounting jobs when I had to stay in this awful office I saw a hand reach in and stick this small photo on my light switch plate. When I got up it was a small magazine cutout of Will and Graces characters. My boss took me out to lunch and I asked him what that was for and he said, "Every time you turn on your light, remember this, "More like Will, less like Jack." Ummmdid that ever work. NOT!
Out to my Minister
This was a strange story.
My dad is very religious, he does all the finances for church.
On Sunday, out minister usually comes by and picks up and signs some papers. This Sunday, Easter Sunday, she came over and my whole family was there.
She said hi, and we talked since we are not all together in church much anymore.
She said to me, "Oh yea, did your friend tell you I met him on the plane?"
I was like, "Huh?" None of my friends told me they ran into my church leader.
She said, "I was coming home from Houston and this guy who acted just like you and looked kinda like you was there. Low and behind, he was in the seat next to me."
She went on, "I could not help but tell him I have a friend who looks just like you and if you live in New Orleans maybe you know him. Brandon Baker."
My friend indeed knew me and went on to tell her, "Oh yeah, Brandon and I are in the same business." To my knowledge our minister just knew I was working here and there with "web-design." (which is NOT a lie!)
When he told her what "business" it was, she said she just smiled and had a good flight conversation about me and things.
When the place landed, she said, "When you see Brandon, tell him his minister said hi."
She laughed as she said my friend turned fifty shades of red.
So she looked at me and said, "So I know what you do"
I did not know what to do, say, act, crawl away, this was my minister. YIKE!
My dad said afterwards that he had already told her, which makes me feel KINDA better. I mean how do you keep that? "Can you sign this check, this amount came in, and by the way - my son is a hooker and porn star."
I firmly believe though that you should only come out when you are ready.
...and that you will KNOW when you are ready, don't let ANYONE force you into coming out.
(I think this was originally one of my VidioView columns, so if you have seen this before, sorry...)
Alright for the fucked UP being OUTed stories huh?
Do you have any?
FUNNY STORY:
I fly alot, this was forwarded to me from Lisa:
(Kids say the darndest things huh?)
A mother and her son were flying Southwest Airlines from El Paso to San
Diego. The son, who had been looking out the window, turned to his mother
and asked, "If big dogs have baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why
don't big planes have baby planes?" The mother (who couldn't think of an
answer) told her son to ask the stewardess.
So the boy walked back to the flight attendant and asked, "If big dogs have
baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why don't big planes have baby
planes?"
The stewardess responded, "Did your mother tell you to ask me that?"
The boy said, "Yes, she did."
"Well then, tell your mother that there are no baby planes because Southwest
always pulls out on time. Have your mother explain that to you."
I fly alot, this was forwarded to me from Lisa:
(Kids say the darndest things huh?)
A mother and her son were flying Southwest Airlines from El Paso to San
Diego. The son, who had been looking out the window, turned to his mother
and asked, "If big dogs have baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why
don't big planes have baby planes?" The mother (who couldn't think of an
answer) told her son to ask the stewardess.
So the boy walked back to the flight attendant and asked, "If big dogs have
baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why don't big planes have baby
planes?"
The stewardess responded, "Did your mother tell you to ask me that?"
The boy said, "Yes, she did."
"Well then, tell your mother that there are no baby planes because Southwest
always pulls out on time. Have your mother explain that to you."
Stripper Rule #383:
Spray on deodorant (...like German-born Axe) works best.
...not only for my licking and armpit enjoying pleasure and patron scent satisfaction but sprays do not leave that white residue when you lift up your arms under a black light. When you sweat it does not run and leave marks either.
So remember, more pay when you spray. *wink*
Spray on deodorant (...like German-born Axe) works best.
...not only for my licking and armpit enjoying pleasure and patron scent satisfaction but sprays do not leave that white residue when you lift up your arms under a black light. When you sweat it does not run and leave marks either.
So remember, more pay when you spray. *wink*
Free Brandon Porn Photos on www.CuteTwink.com.
One of my friends sent me this link to some free naked photos of Brandon and Corbin Michaels on the beach that was shot for Citiboyz. The photos with the red pants were shot shortly after we returned from the beach back at the resort.
CLICK HERE for naked Brandon
One of my friends sent me this link to some free naked photos of Brandon and Corbin Michaels on the beach that was shot for Citiboyz. The photos with the red pants were shot shortly after we returned from the beach back at the resort.
CLICK HERE for naked Brandon
FUNNY LINKS:
I get forwards and funny sites all the time, this one is a funny one.
By now, I assume most people have heard of the first JibJab "This Land is Your Land" paradoy.
Then I saw the second part. (The Second Term)
...but this (Founding Fo' Fathers) - TOO FUNNY!
This could be an interesting way to teach kids about history.
Founding Fo' Fathers
I get forwards and funny sites all the time, this one is a funny one.
By now, I assume most people have heard of the first JibJab "This Land is Your Land" paradoy.
Then I saw the second part. (The Second Term)
...but this (Founding Fo' Fathers) - TOO FUNNY!
This could be an interesting way to teach kids about history.
Founding Fo' Fathers
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Gay SpongeBob
I have been hearing alot about this "Spongebob is gay" or "Spongebob makes kids gay." thing, and I found some interesting stuff.
I think it's all subjective.
Hell, if I really think about it, Fred from ScoobyDoo may have made me gay huh? He did wear a scarf and hang out with those girls an awfully lot, he was in the back of the Mystery Machine and what was the REAL mystery huh?
I am more interested in finding out about this "We Are Family" video with all the cartoon stars. I'll let you know if I find the actual video, from what I can gather I don't think it is out yet. I think that'd be cute to see. (Hide the kids, don't want 'em to ctach the gay if they see it...) *wink*
I guess it does not come up out until March 11.
FedEx is sponsoring the shipping, COOL!
Anoher site I found stuff on Jesus-Is-Savior.com under the "Evils" section reads:
Vitagliano says the foundation is employing a bait-and-switch approach, with popular children's figures such as Arthur, Dora the Explorer, JoJo, Clifford the Big Red Dog, Big Bird and Bob the Builder.
So we can look for other cartoon "closets cases" I am sure including "Arthur," "Barney," "Bear in the Big Blue House," "Between the Lions," "Blue's Clues, Bob the Builder," "The Book of Pooh," "Clifford the Big Red Dog," "Dora the Explorer," "Jimmy Neutron," "JoJo's Circus," "Kim Possible," "Lilo and Stitch: The Series," "Little Mermaid," "Madeline," "The Magic School Bus," "The Muppet Show," "The Proud Family," "Rugrats," "Sesame Street," "SpongeBob SquarePants," and "Zoom."
More at:
WorldNetDaily: SpongeBob, Barney promote 'gay' tolerance?
I have been hearing alot about this "Spongebob is gay" or "Spongebob makes kids gay." thing, and I found some interesting stuff.
I think it's all subjective.
Hell, if I really think about it, Fred from ScoobyDoo may have made me gay huh? He did wear a scarf and hang out with those girls an awfully lot, he was in the back of the Mystery Machine and what was the REAL mystery huh?
I am more interested in finding out about this "We Are Family" video with all the cartoon stars. I'll let you know if I find the actual video, from what I can gather I don't think it is out yet. I think that'd be cute to see. (Hide the kids, don't want 'em to ctach the gay if they see it...) *wink*
I guess it does not come up out until March 11.
FedEx is sponsoring the shipping, COOL!
Anoher site I found stuff on Jesus-Is-Savior.com under the "Evils" section reads:
Vitagliano says the foundation is employing a bait-and-switch approach, with popular children's figures such as Arthur, Dora the Explorer, JoJo, Clifford the Big Red Dog, Big Bird and Bob the Builder.
So we can look for other cartoon "closets cases" I am sure including "Arthur," "Barney," "Bear in the Big Blue House," "Between the Lions," "Blue's Clues, Bob the Builder," "The Book of Pooh," "Clifford the Big Red Dog," "Dora the Explorer," "Jimmy Neutron," "JoJo's Circus," "Kim Possible," "Lilo and Stitch: The Series," "Little Mermaid," "Madeline," "The Magic School Bus," "The Muppet Show," "The Proud Family," "Rugrats," "Sesame Street," "SpongeBob SquarePants," and "Zoom."
More at:
WorldNetDaily: SpongeBob, Barney promote 'gay' tolerance?
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
WEB UPDATES: REVAMP MAIN and INDEX page:
REDID MAIN PAGE
REDID INDEX PAGE
Added FREE PORN page with links to free porn. (under construction)
Added BlueDoorFlixx affiliate program to main page.
Updated CONTACT and INTERACT page to show that I discontinued aaghothothot and use PartyWithBrandon as a screenname on Yahoo!
REDID MAIN PAGE
REDID INDEX PAGE
Added FREE PORN page with links to free porn. (under construction)
Added BlueDoorFlixx affiliate program to main page.
Updated CONTACT and INTERACT page to show that I discontinued aaghothothot and use PartyWithBrandon as a screenname on Yahoo!
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Teacher-Student Sex
While I was in Boston I watched the E! True Hollywood story of Mary Kay Laternou (sp?) - that teacher who was having sex with the student and went to jail, then got out of jail and did it again, it intrigued me.
Have you heard about this case of a 24-year old teacher having sex with her 14-year old student?
It is disturbing, don't get me wrong...
...but look at the teacher and her husband, they are both HOT! They are unbelievably beautiful!
I wonder what makes someone like do something like that.
I mean I know I do stuff I know is wrong, but that's a bit extreme.
Where do you draw the line?
I don't engage in illegal sexual activities, but if I did, it would not be because it was wrong and I wanted a thrill.
I guess I can look at drugs. I mean, I know they are "wrong" and illegal, but I have done them, for the thrill, to see what they were like and get it out of my system.
...or what about using piss during sex as an example, that might be better - I mean it's viewed as gross and michevious by alot of people, that's probably why it turns me on. But it's not hurting anyone.
I get SO FRUSTRATED - I feel bad for her, I mean who is to say HER morals are wrong well having sex with a 14-year old is morally wrong by most people. (including me!)
I am certainly not going to engage in dangerous acts like bareback sex considering what I do now, or I am also not going to run a red light because I know it wrong, but what the heck went on in this woman's head that sex with a 14-year old could be "okay?"
WOW!
...this case particularly stood out to me because the people were extremely beautiful.
...well that and it is on Larry King in the living room.
Hummmmm...
...for more info check out this link AFTERSCHOOLDOC
While I was in Boston I watched the E! True Hollywood story of Mary Kay Laternou (sp?) - that teacher who was having sex with the student and went to jail, then got out of jail and did it again, it intrigued me.
Have you heard about this case of a 24-year old teacher having sex with her 14-year old student?
It is disturbing, don't get me wrong...
...but look at the teacher and her husband, they are both HOT! They are unbelievably beautiful!
I wonder what makes someone like do something like that.
I mean I know I do stuff I know is wrong, but that's a bit extreme.
Where do you draw the line?
I don't engage in illegal sexual activities, but if I did, it would not be because it was wrong and I wanted a thrill.
I guess I can look at drugs. I mean, I know they are "wrong" and illegal, but I have done them, for the thrill, to see what they were like and get it out of my system.
...or what about using piss during sex as an example, that might be better - I mean it's viewed as gross and michevious by alot of people, that's probably why it turns me on. But it's not hurting anyone.
I get SO FRUSTRATED - I feel bad for her, I mean who is to say HER morals are wrong well having sex with a 14-year old is morally wrong by most people. (including me!)
I am certainly not going to engage in dangerous acts like bareback sex considering what I do now, or I am also not going to run a red light because I know it wrong, but what the heck went on in this woman's head that sex with a 14-year old could be "okay?"
WOW!
...this case particularly stood out to me because the people were extremely beautiful.
...well that and it is on Larry King in the living room.
Hummmmm...
...for more info check out this link AFTERSCHOOLDOC
Las Vegas, Nevada: Daily Diary
Talk about crackheads - what other kind of person would go bowling at Sam's Town Casino at 1:30am?
Well, Lisa, Echo and were not in the crackhead category today, but you may have thought so with this antic.
I had not been bowling since like elementary school.
It was fun though. Yea, that's one word for it.
Echo won the first game, and Lisa won the second one. (I let them win, yea, that's why it happened.)
I can't even roll a ball down the lane straight!
…that's okay, 'cause I can do other things will balls, that they can't! (wink)
We went home and watched Legally Blonde 2.
I cried.
I swear, I have SERIOUS emotional issues.
I can't even watch a movie like that without putting myself IN the movie and being so excited when something good happens to the character, and truly sad when something does not work out - what fucked up disorder is that a sign of doctors out there? HELP! (wink)
We ate Phish Food Ben and Jerry's ice cream, drank vodka and Red Bull and Mountain Dew.
YUM!
…and I wonder what was up with my stomach this morning.
I woke up about 2:00pm.
Echo should have been up at 12:00noon.
No he should have been AT work at noon.
Ooops.
I jacked off and out him in the shower.
He went to work and I set up some Google Alerts so I could be up on what going on.
I am thinking of cleaning the apartment while Lisa is at her job interview.
AOL Radio - Top Dance is a bit distracting though.
I fell like I am at Babylon in Queer as Folk.
*dances around room*
…more later from the confusing world of Brandon Baker. (wink)
Talk about crackheads - what other kind of person would go bowling at Sam's Town Casino at 1:30am?
Well, Lisa, Echo and were not in the crackhead category today, but you may have thought so with this antic.
I had not been bowling since like elementary school.
It was fun though. Yea, that's one word for it.
Echo won the first game, and Lisa won the second one. (I let them win, yea, that's why it happened.)
I can't even roll a ball down the lane straight!
…that's okay, 'cause I can do other things will balls, that they can't! (wink)
We went home and watched Legally Blonde 2.
I cried.
I swear, I have SERIOUS emotional issues.
I can't even watch a movie like that without putting myself IN the movie and being so excited when something good happens to the character, and truly sad when something does not work out - what fucked up disorder is that a sign of doctors out there? HELP! (wink)
We ate Phish Food Ben and Jerry's ice cream, drank vodka and Red Bull and Mountain Dew.
YUM!
…and I wonder what was up with my stomach this morning.
I woke up about 2:00pm.
Echo should have been up at 12:00noon.
No he should have been AT work at noon.
Ooops.
I jacked off and out him in the shower.
He went to work and I set up some Google Alerts so I could be up on what going on.
I am thinking of cleaning the apartment while Lisa is at her job interview.
AOL Radio - Top Dance is a bit distracting though.
I fell like I am at Babylon in Queer as Folk.
*dances around room*
…more later from the confusing world of Brandon Baker. (wink)
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Saturday, January 22, 2005
HOT LINK: Cocky Boys!
You have to be a member of Yahoo! and become a member of this group but this group has some HOT photos under the PHOTOS tab of the group main page.
This is the type of boy I like.
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/realALPHAmales4/
You have to be a member of Yahoo! and become a member of this group but this group has some HOT photos under the PHOTOS tab of the group main page.
This is the type of boy I like.
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/realALPHAmales4/
Where is he now?
One of the boys I met from being in Citiboyz flicks is Noah.
Only now he is Aiden. (Good thinking, use the names that begin with the letter A so you are first in listings! Nice.
I had a crush on him, then hung out with him and was over him. Okay, so I am not really over him. (wink)
I just talked to him recently online and he told me he was going to work at www.boyscondo.com in Toronto, Canada.
Here is a image I made with his beautiful Citiboyz photos, one of him and I in Chicago a couple of Christmas' ago and one of him now at the condo!
If you talk to him, tell him Brandon Baker said hi!
(...this is particularly funny because he always gave me a hard time.) ...literally and figuratively. (wink)
- www.PartyWithBrandon.com
Tonight in Las Vegas: GuysGoneWild at Krave.
If you are in Las Vegas and want to know what's up tonight, check out Krave. They are hosting a party with DVD giveaways from GuysGoneWild.
...but let me tell you about GuysGoneWild - if you like "reality porn" and seeing straight guys who are drunk show off their little peckers, this is the DVD line for you! *wink*
I will capture some images from the SPRING BREAK DVD Echo let me borrow, the first guy on the flick is UNBELIEVABLE! HUGE! ...like stupid big. What the HELL is anyone going to do with that besides cry when it hurts?
Stay tuned for those...
(http://www.kravelasvegas.com)
- Brandon Baker
Friday, January 21, 2005
PASSING IT ON: Loren’s Top Ten Most Sexually Humiliating Scenes in Porn
Someone brilliant once said, “The most satisfying sex involves humiliation.” Call me troubled, but I couldn’t agree with him more. It’s what I look for in porn. Lovemaking doesn’t interest me. Derek Cameron and Kurt Young’s lovemaking, in the final scene of “Tradewinds,” was about the sweetest, tenderest fuck scene I’ve ever seen, and it put me to sleep. I’m all about humiliation: deliberate, unintentional, playful, humorous, cruel. It comes in lots of flavors, and they’re all there, in gay porn, most of it in my collection. Here are my top ten favorite examples, five at a time:
10. Sodom, 1999, dir. Michael Zen
Kurt Young, arguably the handsomest man in porn, has himself committed to a psycho ward so he can be with his lover. It would have made for a good story, told seriously. It made for a funny, albeit long, comedy sketch, told humorously. My favorite scene: when Young’s examined by the psycho medical staff at intake. The two doctors, whose names I couldn’t figure out from the credits, are so over the top I thought I was watching “Mystery Science Theater,” until one of them began probing the new patient with a finger. That was fucking hot, especially when the matinee-idol handsome Young responded with something like, “Hey Doc, if you find something up there I’ll split it with you.” Getting finger fucked under the guise of an “examination” by a strange (someone you don’t know) doctor in a standard porn scene is humiliating. Getting finger fucked by a strange (psycho) doctor in an XXX-rated comedy sketch is load-blowing humiliating.
9. Rough Trade, 2004, dir. Tony Alizzi
Nick Piston and Chuck DiRocco go hunting for twinks to rough up. They find blonde Cody Cash on a dark street and tie him to the back of their Jeep. Back in their warehouse they make him suck their dicks while they assault him with insults and profanities. To his credit, Cash gives it right back, that is, when he’s either not got one or both of their dicks in his mouth and not gagging. Piston and DiRocco’s “suck our cocks, bitch” is humiliating enough. Noteworthy is Cash’s infrequent responses-stuff like “If you just asked me I would have come with you,” and “I hate you but I love your cocks”-all of which are answered with extra-hard face fucking thrusts. Extra noteworthy is the frequency with which Cash genuinely gags. That was fucking hot. Double extra noteworthy, though disturbing, even for me, was that when finished, Piston and DiRocco drive Cash to a set of train tracks and tie him to them.
8. Unknown, unknown, unknown
Anthony Gallo (I think) spanks pool boy Vic Hall. I can’t find it anywhere, and I’ve looked hard. Still, I’m compelled to include it because, to me, Vic Hall is among the top ten…five…three hottest guys in porn. I’ve thought so since I first saw the dozen or so sexy images of him on the boxcover of “Alley Beat.” Hall pops up all over the place in all genres of porn, including bisexual, from high quality to this pool boy spanking that I recall as being so low-rent it’s likely buried in a 4-hour compilations, if that. The scene opens with Hall working on Gallo’s pool wearing a black speedo, and you know, no one wears a black speedo like hall. The briefest and lamest of porn dialogue later, Gallo’s spanking Hall, for a long, ultimately excruciatingly boring time. That activity is interrupted when Hall sucks Gallo’s dick, which, OK, was hot. Then more spanking. Now, Hall has done all kinds of humiliating stuff in titles like “The Joint” and “Jail Bitch.” I’ve seen him fucked, tied up, spanked, hot-waxed, all that stuff. What makes this unknown spanking scene so delicious, besides its complete lack of value, is that at one point during the spanking, Hall breaks his pool-boy character, jerks Gallo’s hand away and straightens up, clearly having had enough. How hot that the discomfort, pain really, and humiliation weren’t enjoyed. How hot that they became too much even for a “Jail Bitch” like Hall, who clearly will appear in anything. How hot that whoever arranged this scene (he doesn’t warrant the title of producer or director) agreed that the best part, indeed the only good part, would be Hall withdrawing himself from it. Hot stuff. Hot fucking stuff.
7. Forced Entry, 1995, dir. John Travis
I always get such a charge out of those assault scenes where the victim gets a big boner and even climaxes. I mean, how bad could it have been? Such a scene occurs in “Forced Entry.” A prison guard sexually assaults a prisoner, who winds up traumatized and everything, oh, and covered in his own semen (!). The other prisoners get revenge on the guard by gang-raping him. Again, the victim gets a big, honkin’ boner, reminding us that it’s all pretend, allowing us to enjoy the violence and cruelty. What distinguishes this punishment fuck from others is that more than one of the prisoners actually holds the guard’s mouth and jaw open while the others take turns face-fucking him. It’s the best. That his lips are too stretched to provide any friction is more than made up for by the humiliation of having them spread and held open, wide. Really wide. By more than one prisoner. While the others take turns inserting their penises. It’s so degrading. It’s so wonderfully degrading! Who among us wouldn't want to fuck someone's oral cavity?
6. Sex Quest, 1995, Man’s Best Video
Before he got muscled up Chad Connors was so adorable and sexy he could, clothed, cross a room or wash dishes or weed a garden and I would get a boner. He was beautiful in a Tom Cruise way and his body was tight, fit and perfect. He reminded me of the half dozen high school classmates who were popular, handsome jock, and about whom I lusted throughout my adolescence. That Conners’ performances were never extraordinary didn’t matter. It was enough that he was naked and having sex. And taking it up the butt. The popular, handsome jock was taking it up the butt. How fucking hot. Hotter is the third scene in “Sex Quest” when Conners, a call-boy, is hired as a birthday present to a paunchy and unattractive man. He meets the man in an icky bar and begins licking the man’s nipples in front of his friends, who, while not paunchy, are equally unattractive. He blows the guy. Then the man and his friends bend Conners over a table and take turns fucking his ass and face. That the beautiful high school jock is being fucked at both ends by ugly guys in an icky bar is humiliating enough. That it’s during the day, when bars and nightclubs look their ickiest, makes it worse. Finally, that Conners is grunting in pleasure through a mouth often stuffed with two dicks, and that he ultimately cums himself, is the height of sadness. The popular, handsome jock enjoying the degradation? It’s enough for me to blow no-handed.
5. How The West Was Naked, Sharpshooter Studios
I have enjoyed Sharpshooter’s videos since I “Nude Men Can Jump” because it features the aforementioned high school jock dream, Chad Conners. I bought others because of how sexy I found all the models undressing in different settings and engaging in a range of activities naked. Curiously, the studios’ best, and most humiliating, scene occurs in “How The West Was Naked,” a title I don’t own. Since Sharpshooter’s truly amateur site doesn’t identify the models, I’m left to describe how “The Handsome Cover Guy” takes this whip and uses it to strip “The Blonde Twink” out of his union suit. He whips the twink over and over again, each time tearing a piece of his long underwear until it’s lying in pieces at his feet. It’s a clever and sexy idea. And humiliating. The violence and violation of being having your clothing torn from you with a whip, and I mean a WHIP. None of this namby-pamby cat-o-nine-tails bullshit you get in the adult bookstore. This whip was killer and could as easily have taken off the twink’s arm. You know?
4. The Abduction, 1992, dir. Steven Scarborough
“WHERE’S DE FILM???” military uniform-wearing Chance Caldwell spits into the camera in his European accent in “The Abduction.” “WHERE’S DE FILM!!!” Well, the film turned out to be up someone’s ass. Scott O’Hara’s or Craig Slater’s. So were a lot of other things: toys, ben-wah (sp?) balls, a double-headed dildo, fists. The double-headed dildo part is what ranks third on the humiliating scenes list because, though its been years since I’ve seen it, I remember as the O’Hara and Slater were fucking its heads into each other’s holes, I saw feces on it. As with DE FILM, I don’t know out of whose ass it came. It was there, though, in a long shot that featured both men working the dirty double dildo into each other’s derrieres. To be honest, I didn’t initially think it was feces. I though it might be really thick, old, congealed lube. I asked the friend with whom I watched the film what he thought it was. He said, flatly, “Poop.” How humiliating is that. To not thoroughly douche and then for feces to wind up on the dildo you’re sharing with someone, in front of people, on camera, in front of the world. Were the men aware of it? Did one of them take ownership of it? Or did they say, “He did it. He left poop on the dildo we shared.” Good God what an industry. What a world!
3. The Abduction, 1992, dir. Steven Scarborough
Chance Caldwell might have started out clothed and shouting in “The Abduction,” but in spite of DE FILM having been found, he winds up naked, freshly fucked and telling Jack Dillon, pitifully, “You are de Boss,” in a tone so breathy and so dreadfully dramatic I would have thought Linda Evans had done a voice over had Caldwell been able to say his th’s. I wanna bust a nut every time I recall the image of Dillon licking Chance’s beefy ass while the big, formerly belligerent blonde straddles Dillon’s leg, licking his boot. Yeeeeaaaahhh, baby. Boot-licking, submission and punishment fucking are all inherently humiliating, but to begin wearing a smart and authoritative-looking a uniform, to order underlings around and interrogate prisoners without mercy, and then to end looking up at someone whose boots are shiny with your saliva and say, all Krystle Carrington, “You are de boss,” makes me wonder if Caldwell should really have fled Romania.
2. The Other Side of Aspen II, 1985, dir. Bill Clayton
To take a punishment fuck from one of the least attractive men in porn with one of the largest dicks in porn and then enjoy it to the point of climax is humiliating enough, but to have to engage in the most ridiculous sex scene set up is something no model, no criminal, no murderous dictator…just no one should have to endure. Lee Stern did, in “The Other Side of Aspen II’s” first scene. He’s having car trouble and needs to get to the ski lodge or whatever. O.G. Johnson drives over to fix his car. So far so good. Then Stern is like, “Hey man, hurry up and fix my car,” and O.G., who I think had a foreign accent, is like…well…I couldn’t understand him. He was angry, though, at being hurried. He grabs his enormous dick through his coveralls, though, and winds up feeding it to Stern as punishment for hurrying him. Eeeek! I get red thinking about it. It was so quick and so unintelligible. So jarring. And ultimately so embarrassing for poor Stern, whose sweet ass got totally wrecked by O.G.’s huge yardstick. God. It hurts me to think about the damage it caused, to his rectum and his pride. He got off, though, so it couldn’t have been as bad as it appeared. Still, I wonder what Lee Stern thought of the scene at the premiere.
1. Prince Charming, 1991, Jim Steele
To me, there is no more humiliating scene in gay erotica than in the one that features Brian Yates and Joe Stefano. “Prince Charming” is a lower-budget job that would be forgettable if Stefano’s Stable Boy were not paid by the Yates’ Evil Prince to sexually degrade Yates’ Good Prince. Yates receives Stefano, who he thinks is visiting royalty, in his bedroom. There, Stefano threatens to discourage relations between kingdoms if Yates doesn’t submit to him. The Good Prince agrees and is soon on his knees sucking on the Stable Boy’s fingers as if they were his genitalia, referring to himself as a “whore” and gagging throughout. The finger-sucking part was very long, and wonderfully pathetic, in the tape I originally rented; however, it’s missing from the one I bought and I haven’t been able to find it contained in subsequent rentals. It’s followed by Yates being forced to plead for and suck Stefano’s dick and, again, refer to himself as a “whore.” Finally, as delicious as the long-lost finger-suck, Yates rests his head resting on Stefano’s knees with his legs up in the air exposing his shaved and lubed ass hole. Stefano spits into it, orders Yates to “PUSH IT,” finger fucks it, makes Yates beg to have it stuffed with his dick, and, are you sitting down, creates a suction seal around it with his mouth that is so tight, when he finally yanks his lips away it goes “POP!” Then, of course, he makes him refer to himself as a “whore” again, as if we haven’t heard him say it a dozen times. As sweet and dirty as that was to hear, and really I didn’t…couldn’t…get tired of it, Yates’ steady whine of discomfort/shame/pleasure render him so additionally foolish they make a notably humiliating scene the most notable.
or more on Loren, check his website here....www.superiormutts.com/lorenmcleod.htm
...as appeared on www.VidioView.com
Someone brilliant once said, “The most satisfying sex involves humiliation.” Call me troubled, but I couldn’t agree with him more. It’s what I look for in porn. Lovemaking doesn’t interest me. Derek Cameron and Kurt Young’s lovemaking, in the final scene of “Tradewinds,” was about the sweetest, tenderest fuck scene I’ve ever seen, and it put me to sleep. I’m all about humiliation: deliberate, unintentional, playful, humorous, cruel. It comes in lots of flavors, and they’re all there, in gay porn, most of it in my collection. Here are my top ten favorite examples, five at a time:
10. Sodom, 1999, dir. Michael Zen
Kurt Young, arguably the handsomest man in porn, has himself committed to a psycho ward so he can be with his lover. It would have made for a good story, told seriously. It made for a funny, albeit long, comedy sketch, told humorously. My favorite scene: when Young’s examined by the psycho medical staff at intake. The two doctors, whose names I couldn’t figure out from the credits, are so over the top I thought I was watching “Mystery Science Theater,” until one of them began probing the new patient with a finger. That was fucking hot, especially when the matinee-idol handsome Young responded with something like, “Hey Doc, if you find something up there I’ll split it with you.” Getting finger fucked under the guise of an “examination” by a strange (someone you don’t know) doctor in a standard porn scene is humiliating. Getting finger fucked by a strange (psycho) doctor in an XXX-rated comedy sketch is load-blowing humiliating.
9. Rough Trade, 2004, dir. Tony Alizzi
Nick Piston and Chuck DiRocco go hunting for twinks to rough up. They find blonde Cody Cash on a dark street and tie him to the back of their Jeep. Back in their warehouse they make him suck their dicks while they assault him with insults and profanities. To his credit, Cash gives it right back, that is, when he’s either not got one or both of their dicks in his mouth and not gagging. Piston and DiRocco’s “suck our cocks, bitch” is humiliating enough. Noteworthy is Cash’s infrequent responses-stuff like “If you just asked me I would have come with you,” and “I hate you but I love your cocks”-all of which are answered with extra-hard face fucking thrusts. Extra noteworthy is the frequency with which Cash genuinely gags. That was fucking hot. Double extra noteworthy, though disturbing, even for me, was that when finished, Piston and DiRocco drive Cash to a set of train tracks and tie him to them.
8. Unknown, unknown, unknown
Anthony Gallo (I think) spanks pool boy Vic Hall. I can’t find it anywhere, and I’ve looked hard. Still, I’m compelled to include it because, to me, Vic Hall is among the top ten…five…three hottest guys in porn. I’ve thought so since I first saw the dozen or so sexy images of him on the boxcover of “Alley Beat.” Hall pops up all over the place in all genres of porn, including bisexual, from high quality to this pool boy spanking that I recall as being so low-rent it’s likely buried in a 4-hour compilations, if that. The scene opens with Hall working on Gallo’s pool wearing a black speedo, and you know, no one wears a black speedo like hall. The briefest and lamest of porn dialogue later, Gallo’s spanking Hall, for a long, ultimately excruciatingly boring time. That activity is interrupted when Hall sucks Gallo’s dick, which, OK, was hot. Then more spanking. Now, Hall has done all kinds of humiliating stuff in titles like “The Joint” and “Jail Bitch.” I’ve seen him fucked, tied up, spanked, hot-waxed, all that stuff. What makes this unknown spanking scene so delicious, besides its complete lack of value, is that at one point during the spanking, Hall breaks his pool-boy character, jerks Gallo’s hand away and straightens up, clearly having had enough. How hot that the discomfort, pain really, and humiliation weren’t enjoyed. How hot that they became too much even for a “Jail Bitch” like Hall, who clearly will appear in anything. How hot that whoever arranged this scene (he doesn’t warrant the title of producer or director) agreed that the best part, indeed the only good part, would be Hall withdrawing himself from it. Hot stuff. Hot fucking stuff.
7. Forced Entry, 1995, dir. John Travis
I always get such a charge out of those assault scenes where the victim gets a big boner and even climaxes. I mean, how bad could it have been? Such a scene occurs in “Forced Entry.” A prison guard sexually assaults a prisoner, who winds up traumatized and everything, oh, and covered in his own semen (!). The other prisoners get revenge on the guard by gang-raping him. Again, the victim gets a big, honkin’ boner, reminding us that it’s all pretend, allowing us to enjoy the violence and cruelty. What distinguishes this punishment fuck from others is that more than one of the prisoners actually holds the guard’s mouth and jaw open while the others take turns face-fucking him. It’s the best. That his lips are too stretched to provide any friction is more than made up for by the humiliation of having them spread and held open, wide. Really wide. By more than one prisoner. While the others take turns inserting their penises. It’s so degrading. It’s so wonderfully degrading! Who among us wouldn't want to fuck someone's oral cavity?
6. Sex Quest, 1995, Man’s Best Video
Before he got muscled up Chad Connors was so adorable and sexy he could, clothed, cross a room or wash dishes or weed a garden and I would get a boner. He was beautiful in a Tom Cruise way and his body was tight, fit and perfect. He reminded me of the half dozen high school classmates who were popular, handsome jock, and about whom I lusted throughout my adolescence. That Conners’ performances were never extraordinary didn’t matter. It was enough that he was naked and having sex. And taking it up the butt. The popular, handsome jock was taking it up the butt. How fucking hot. Hotter is the third scene in “Sex Quest” when Conners, a call-boy, is hired as a birthday present to a paunchy and unattractive man. He meets the man in an icky bar and begins licking the man’s nipples in front of his friends, who, while not paunchy, are equally unattractive. He blows the guy. Then the man and his friends bend Conners over a table and take turns fucking his ass and face. That the beautiful high school jock is being fucked at both ends by ugly guys in an icky bar is humiliating enough. That it’s during the day, when bars and nightclubs look their ickiest, makes it worse. Finally, that Conners is grunting in pleasure through a mouth often stuffed with two dicks, and that he ultimately cums himself, is the height of sadness. The popular, handsome jock enjoying the degradation? It’s enough for me to blow no-handed.
5. How The West Was Naked, Sharpshooter Studios
I have enjoyed Sharpshooter’s videos since I “Nude Men Can Jump” because it features the aforementioned high school jock dream, Chad Conners. I bought others because of how sexy I found all the models undressing in different settings and engaging in a range of activities naked. Curiously, the studios’ best, and most humiliating, scene occurs in “How The West Was Naked,” a title I don’t own. Since Sharpshooter’s truly amateur site doesn’t identify the models, I’m left to describe how “The Handsome Cover Guy” takes this whip and uses it to strip “The Blonde Twink” out of his union suit. He whips the twink over and over again, each time tearing a piece of his long underwear until it’s lying in pieces at his feet. It’s a clever and sexy idea. And humiliating. The violence and violation of being having your clothing torn from you with a whip, and I mean a WHIP. None of this namby-pamby cat-o-nine-tails bullshit you get in the adult bookstore. This whip was killer and could as easily have taken off the twink’s arm. You know?
4. The Abduction, 1992, dir. Steven Scarborough
“WHERE’S DE FILM???” military uniform-wearing Chance Caldwell spits into the camera in his European accent in “The Abduction.” “WHERE’S DE FILM!!!” Well, the film turned out to be up someone’s ass. Scott O’Hara’s or Craig Slater’s. So were a lot of other things: toys, ben-wah (sp?) balls, a double-headed dildo, fists. The double-headed dildo part is what ranks third on the humiliating scenes list because, though its been years since I’ve seen it, I remember as the O’Hara and Slater were fucking its heads into each other’s holes, I saw feces on it. As with DE FILM, I don’t know out of whose ass it came. It was there, though, in a long shot that featured both men working the dirty double dildo into each other’s derrieres. To be honest, I didn’t initially think it was feces. I though it might be really thick, old, congealed lube. I asked the friend with whom I watched the film what he thought it was. He said, flatly, “Poop.” How humiliating is that. To not thoroughly douche and then for feces to wind up on the dildo you’re sharing with someone, in front of people, on camera, in front of the world. Were the men aware of it? Did one of them take ownership of it? Or did they say, “He did it. He left poop on the dildo we shared.” Good God what an industry. What a world!
3. The Abduction, 1992, dir. Steven Scarborough
Chance Caldwell might have started out clothed and shouting in “The Abduction,” but in spite of DE FILM having been found, he winds up naked, freshly fucked and telling Jack Dillon, pitifully, “You are de Boss,” in a tone so breathy and so dreadfully dramatic I would have thought Linda Evans had done a voice over had Caldwell been able to say his th’s. I wanna bust a nut every time I recall the image of Dillon licking Chance’s beefy ass while the big, formerly belligerent blonde straddles Dillon’s leg, licking his boot. Yeeeeaaaahhh, baby. Boot-licking, submission and punishment fucking are all inherently humiliating, but to begin wearing a smart and authoritative-looking a uniform, to order underlings around and interrogate prisoners without mercy, and then to end looking up at someone whose boots are shiny with your saliva and say, all Krystle Carrington, “You are de boss,” makes me wonder if Caldwell should really have fled Romania.
2. The Other Side of Aspen II, 1985, dir. Bill Clayton
To take a punishment fuck from one of the least attractive men in porn with one of the largest dicks in porn and then enjoy it to the point of climax is humiliating enough, but to have to engage in the most ridiculous sex scene set up is something no model, no criminal, no murderous dictator…just no one should have to endure. Lee Stern did, in “The Other Side of Aspen II’s” first scene. He’s having car trouble and needs to get to the ski lodge or whatever. O.G. Johnson drives over to fix his car. So far so good. Then Stern is like, “Hey man, hurry up and fix my car,” and O.G., who I think had a foreign accent, is like…well…I couldn’t understand him. He was angry, though, at being hurried. He grabs his enormous dick through his coveralls, though, and winds up feeding it to Stern as punishment for hurrying him. Eeeek! I get red thinking about it. It was so quick and so unintelligible. So jarring. And ultimately so embarrassing for poor Stern, whose sweet ass got totally wrecked by O.G.’s huge yardstick. God. It hurts me to think about the damage it caused, to his rectum and his pride. He got off, though, so it couldn’t have been as bad as it appeared. Still, I wonder what Lee Stern thought of the scene at the premiere.
1. Prince Charming, 1991, Jim Steele
To me, there is no more humiliating scene in gay erotica than in the one that features Brian Yates and Joe Stefano. “Prince Charming” is a lower-budget job that would be forgettable if Stefano’s Stable Boy were not paid by the Yates’ Evil Prince to sexually degrade Yates’ Good Prince. Yates receives Stefano, who he thinks is visiting royalty, in his bedroom. There, Stefano threatens to discourage relations between kingdoms if Yates doesn’t submit to him. The Good Prince agrees and is soon on his knees sucking on the Stable Boy’s fingers as if they were his genitalia, referring to himself as a “whore” and gagging throughout. The finger-sucking part was very long, and wonderfully pathetic, in the tape I originally rented; however, it’s missing from the one I bought and I haven’t been able to find it contained in subsequent rentals. It’s followed by Yates being forced to plead for and suck Stefano’s dick and, again, refer to himself as a “whore.” Finally, as delicious as the long-lost finger-suck, Yates rests his head resting on Stefano’s knees with his legs up in the air exposing his shaved and lubed ass hole. Stefano spits into it, orders Yates to “PUSH IT,” finger fucks it, makes Yates beg to have it stuffed with his dick, and, are you sitting down, creates a suction seal around it with his mouth that is so tight, when he finally yanks his lips away it goes “POP!” Then, of course, he makes him refer to himself as a “whore” again, as if we haven’t heard him say it a dozen times. As sweet and dirty as that was to hear, and really I didn’t…couldn’t…get tired of it, Yates’ steady whine of discomfort/shame/pleasure render him so additionally foolish they make a notably humiliating scene the most notable.
or more on Loren, check his website here....www.superiormutts.com/lorenmcleod.htm
...as appeared on www.VidioView.com
Thursday, January 20, 2005
WEB-POLL RESULTS
Would you rather have a blue-collar boyfriend or a white-collar boyfriend?
Answers Votes Percent
1. Blue-Collar. (I like a man that can get dirty!) 14 25%
2. White-Collar. (Here pretty boy, here pretty boy.) 42 75%
Total Votes: 56
Horror or Comedy?
Answers Votes Percent
1. Horror 10 27%
2. Comedy 27 73%
Total Votes: 37
White, Dark or Milk Chocolate?
Answers Votes Percent
1. White 10 28%
2. Dark 12 33%
3. Milk 13 36%
4. Chocolate is GROSS! 1 3%
Total Votes: 36
Do you make your bed in the morning?
Answers Votes Percent
1. Yes 9 35%
2. No 17 65%
Total Votes: 25
Would you rather have a blue-collar boyfriend or a white-collar boyfriend?
Answers Votes Percent
1. Blue-Collar. (I like a man that can get dirty!) 14 25%
2. White-Collar. (Here pretty boy, here pretty boy.) 42 75%
Total Votes: 56
Horror or Comedy?
Answers Votes Percent
1. Horror 10 27%
2. Comedy 27 73%
Total Votes: 37
White, Dark or Milk Chocolate?
Answers Votes Percent
1. White 10 28%
2. Dark 12 33%
3. Milk 13 36%
4. Chocolate is GROSS! 1 3%
Total Votes: 36
Do you make your bed in the morning?
Answers Votes Percent
1. Yes 9 35%
2. No 17 65%
Total Votes: 25
AVAILABLE IN CHICAGO NOW: BrendenMichael
One of the boys who I filmed "Real and Raw: Las Vegas" from Citiboyz with called me and let me know he was in and around Chicago.
If you want to see some photos of the hottie CLICK HERE. (...this one above is him.)
If I heard him right, he said he was on the cover of PlayGuy Magazine as well...
To contact him via e-mail: brendenmichael69@yahoo.com
To contact him via phone: 321-695-0015
...make sure you told him you found about him from Brandon Baker.
One of the boys who I filmed "Real and Raw: Las Vegas" from Citiboyz with called me and let me know he was in and around Chicago.
If you want to see some photos of the hottie CLICK HERE. (...this one above is him.)
If I heard him right, he said he was on the cover of PlayGuy Magazine as well...
To contact him via e-mail: brendenmichael69@yahoo.com
To contact him via phone: 321-695-0015
...make sure you told him you found about him from Brandon Baker.
SCHEDULE UPDATE
I updated my SCHEDULE PAGE on PWB.
I added the Gay & Lesbian Expo in New York City on the 26th and 27th of February.
I will probably fly in a day or two early. I will let you know when I do.
*It's like "Where's Waldo?" only my name is not Waldo.*
Other important dates to remember:
February 8 is Mardi Gras.
February 14 is Valentine's Day.
I have some more updates I will be adding as I know them.
I will be in Chicago, New York, New Orleans and Las Vegas in the next few months for sure, more cities will be added.
As always, I try to keep my online schedule the most current.
I updated my SCHEDULE PAGE on PWB.
I added the Gay & Lesbian Expo in New York City on the 26th and 27th of February.
I will probably fly in a day or two early. I will let you know when I do.
*It's like "Where's Waldo?" only my name is not Waldo.*
Other important dates to remember:
February 8 is Mardi Gras.
February 14 is Valentine's Day.
I have some more updates I will be adding as I know them.
I will be in Chicago, New York, New Orleans and Las Vegas in the next few months for sure, more cities will be added.
As always, I try to keep my online schedule the most current.
PASSING IT ON: Escort Forum
...this is WAY late but I am playing "office hours" and wanted to get some of this stuff out there.
...for other escorts and other clients that are on my mailing list or read my online diary, check out this resource.
...but don't forget to use Hooboy's www.male4maleescorts.com forum as well. That is one hella powerful tool in this industry.
Just in case you didn't know... the forum is back @ escortmale.net.
Itr has a new web address : http://forums.escortmale.net/
A few guys have come back, but please note you will have to register again.
Hope to see you there soon.http://forums.escortmale.net/
In the move to a new server, new site we have lost all the OLD data... and getting it back would be a horrendous mixture of difficult/expensive. The software appears much the same, but the database has gone through about 10 upgrades since the version we were using. Thats the reason for the difficulty in getting the OLD data back.
Accordingly I am setting up the forum new @ http://forums.escortmale.net
...this is WAY late but I am playing "office hours" and wanted to get some of this stuff out there.
...for other escorts and other clients that are on my mailing list or read my online diary, check out this resource.
...but don't forget to use Hooboy's www.male4maleescorts.com forum as well. That is one hella powerful tool in this industry.
Just in case you didn't know... the forum is back @ escortmale.net.
Itr has a new web address : http://forums.escortmale.net/
A few guys have come back, but please note you will have to register again.
Hope to see you there soon.http://forums.escortmale.net/
In the move to a new server, new site we have lost all the OLD data... and getting it back would be a horrendous mixture of difficult/expensive. The software appears much the same, but the database has gone through about 10 upgrades since the version we were using. Thats the reason for the difficulty in getting the OLD data back.
Accordingly I am setting up the forum new @ http://forums.escortmale.net
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
PASSING IT ON: Tucson's "Tag" Plan
Tag plan aims at hookers' hangouts
City proposal hits owners of places prostitution occurs
http://www.dailystar.com/dailystar/dailystar/56720.php
By Joe Burchell
ARIZONA DAILY STAR
Motels and homes where Tucson prostitutes regularly ply their trade could soon have a red tag, instead of the metaphorical red light, hanging on their front doors.
But instead of beckoning customers, the red tag would be a warning to the property owners that the next time a hooker gets busted there, they'll be assessed a $1,000 fine - and to potential customers that the police have their eye on the place.
The penalty is nearly triple the fine for someone convicted of prostitution on a first offense. But at least the property owners won't have to spend 15 days in jail, as the prostitutes do.
Nick Bradley, who lives in the North Oracle Road and West Miracle Mile corridor, where the highest concentration of prostitution arrests takes place, said the ordinance is needed. Police and neighbors have done such a good job of getting prostitutes off the street that they've taken their business indoors, he explained.
"The hotels that cater to them are giving them sanctuary. We need to deal with that," said Bradley, president of the Ocotillo Neighborhood Association.
The proposed law is patterned after one adopted by the city last year to curb rowdy parties, mainly by tenants in rental housing around the University of Arizona. It was unanimously approved by a Tucson City Council subcommittee last week and is expected to go to the full council before summer.
It says that if police make three arrests for prostitution at the same address in 30 days, they can put a tag on the property and notify the property owner of facing the $1,000 fine if another prostitution arrest is made on the property in the next six months.
Any additional arrest raises the fine to $2,500 each.
The fine for prostitution goes from $360 for the first conviction to $900 for the second and each subsequent conviction, plus an escalating jail sentence.
The law doesn't require anyone to be convicted of prostitution for the property owner to be fined, however - only that someone be charged on his or her property.
Florists Shelleen Woolverton and Debbie Villaman, who work at Roses and More at West Grant and North Oracle roads, said they like the idea and hope it helps clear the area of some of the seedy characters who abound once the sun goes down.
"The hotels around here are really nasty and dirty. The area is scary," Woolverton said.
While prostitutes may be less visible than before, she said, people often associated with that trade, such as drug dealers, still hang around, making both women uneasy about working late at the flower shop.
Bradley said the reduced visibility is a facade. While the women have moved their business into motel rooms, their pimps are still on the streets, recruiting customers, as are drug dealers and other associated petty criminals.
A law adopted several years ago requiring motels to get photo identification from guests has been ineffective, he said, because a prostitute can get her first customer to rent the room for her in return for a freebie.
Owners and managers of several motels in the area, known as the Oracle Corridor, said the law is patently unfair and puts the burden on them to do the Police Department's job.
They cited the practice of having johns check into the room as one of the biggest impediments for motels to keep prostitutes out, even though they try.
Subrata Modak, manager of the Oasis Motel at 1701 N. Oracle, said that when someone he recognizes from the street tries to rent a room, he refuses.
But he can't be expected to recognize everyone, like the "housewives" who make a one-time foray into prostitution to make ends meet, and he can't question every single woman who checks in without grounds, he said.
"It's not fair. Not fair at all," said Ramesh Patel, owner of the Wayward Winds Motel, 707 W. Miracle Mile. "The police should do their job and arrest the prostitutes and not come after me. That's their job."
He said when someone wants a room, he can't refuse without a reason, and once guests are in a room, it's almost impossible to know what they're doing.
Patel said that when he has called police to report what he thought was suspicious traffic in and out of one of his rooms, the police have been unsupportive.
"They ask, 'Did you see an act of prostitution take place?' When I tell them no, they say I can't stop guests from having visitors," he said.
Jacquie Castro has worked part time at the Wayward Winds for five years. She said there were problems there, but Patel has made improvements since he bought the motel in 2003.
"We report it. We always report it," she said. "As soon as we see traffic come and go from a room, we call the police. We got tired of calling because the police come and they don't do anything."
The proposed law is an outgrowth of the Oracle Corridor Project, a collaboration between the neighborhoods flanking North Oracle and West Miracle Mile, police and other city departments, and Ward 3 City Councilwoman Kathleen Dunbar's office. The aim is to combat crime, prostitution and neighborhood deterioration.
Police Capt. Clay Kidd, commander of the department's West Division, said the proposal wouldn't end prostitution, but it would give police another tool to fight it.
"This allows us to hold some of the property owners responsible for what goes on on their property," he said. "Some of the motel owners just look the other way."
In addition to motels, Kidd said, there are a number of small duplexes, apartment complexes and other low-end rentals where "as long as their units are rented, they don't care what goes on. This will make them care."
He said officials are considering changing the color of the tag from red to green to avoid confusion with the original program.
Although the idea started in the Oracle Corridor, it would apply citywide. That's important, Kidd said, because if the plan is successful, the prostitutes forced off of Oracle Road will go someplace else.
Carolyn Trowbridge of the Arizona Civil Liberties Union said her organization has concerns that the proposed law "lacks due process because there's no requirement for a conviction to assess a penalty."
She said the law also would require motel owners to "intrude on the privacy of their guests. That's not appropriate."
While Oracle Road innkeepers consider the proposal unfair, Joe Armbrust, president of the Southern Arizona Lodging and Resort Association, said most of the hotel industry is supportive.
"That sort of activity is not something our members want going on," Armbrust said. "Prostitution can take a whole area of the city down."
He said motel owners who claim ignorance of what's going on in their establishments are "not fooling anyone. They're smart enough to figure it out."
Villaman, at Roses and More, who is a former bartender, said someone who's in business learns how to spot problem customers.
"It's their responsibility. They should be more responsible," she said.
As for the prostitutes, Villaman said, they should "take their business home to their own neighborhood."
Patel said he believes the city and police are looking for scapegoats because they've failed to do anything for so long.
"This whole area is screwed up because of the problems they ignored for years," he said. "They do nothing, and now it's my fault."
? Contact reporter Joe Burchell at 573-4244 or at jburchell@azstarnet.com .
Tag plan aims at hookers' hangouts
City proposal hits owners of places prostitution occurs
http://www.dailystar.com/dailystar/dailystar/56720.php
By Joe Burchell
ARIZONA DAILY STAR
Motels and homes where Tucson prostitutes regularly ply their trade could soon have a red tag, instead of the metaphorical red light, hanging on their front doors.
But instead of beckoning customers, the red tag would be a warning to the property owners that the next time a hooker gets busted there, they'll be assessed a $1,000 fine - and to potential customers that the police have their eye on the place.
The penalty is nearly triple the fine for someone convicted of prostitution on a first offense. But at least the property owners won't have to spend 15 days in jail, as the prostitutes do.
Nick Bradley, who lives in the North Oracle Road and West Miracle Mile corridor, where the highest concentration of prostitution arrests takes place, said the ordinance is needed. Police and neighbors have done such a good job of getting prostitutes off the street that they've taken their business indoors, he explained.
"The hotels that cater to them are giving them sanctuary. We need to deal with that," said Bradley, president of the Ocotillo Neighborhood Association.
The proposed law is patterned after one adopted by the city last year to curb rowdy parties, mainly by tenants in rental housing around the University of Arizona. It was unanimously approved by a Tucson City Council subcommittee last week and is expected to go to the full council before summer.
It says that if police make three arrests for prostitution at the same address in 30 days, they can put a tag on the property and notify the property owner of facing the $1,000 fine if another prostitution arrest is made on the property in the next six months.
Any additional arrest raises the fine to $2,500 each.
The fine for prostitution goes from $360 for the first conviction to $900 for the second and each subsequent conviction, plus an escalating jail sentence.
The law doesn't require anyone to be convicted of prostitution for the property owner to be fined, however - only that someone be charged on his or her property.
Florists Shelleen Woolverton and Debbie Villaman, who work at Roses and More at West Grant and North Oracle roads, said they like the idea and hope it helps clear the area of some of the seedy characters who abound once the sun goes down.
"The hotels around here are really nasty and dirty. The area is scary," Woolverton said.
While prostitutes may be less visible than before, she said, people often associated with that trade, such as drug dealers, still hang around, making both women uneasy about working late at the flower shop.
Bradley said the reduced visibility is a facade. While the women have moved their business into motel rooms, their pimps are still on the streets, recruiting customers, as are drug dealers and other associated petty criminals.
A law adopted several years ago requiring motels to get photo identification from guests has been ineffective, he said, because a prostitute can get her first customer to rent the room for her in return for a freebie.
Owners and managers of several motels in the area, known as the Oracle Corridor, said the law is patently unfair and puts the burden on them to do the Police Department's job.
They cited the practice of having johns check into the room as one of the biggest impediments for motels to keep prostitutes out, even though they try.
Subrata Modak, manager of the Oasis Motel at 1701 N. Oracle, said that when someone he recognizes from the street tries to rent a room, he refuses.
But he can't be expected to recognize everyone, like the "housewives" who make a one-time foray into prostitution to make ends meet, and he can't question every single woman who checks in without grounds, he said.
"It's not fair. Not fair at all," said Ramesh Patel, owner of the Wayward Winds Motel, 707 W. Miracle Mile. "The police should do their job and arrest the prostitutes and not come after me. That's their job."
He said when someone wants a room, he can't refuse without a reason, and once guests are in a room, it's almost impossible to know what they're doing.
Patel said that when he has called police to report what he thought was suspicious traffic in and out of one of his rooms, the police have been unsupportive.
"They ask, 'Did you see an act of prostitution take place?' When I tell them no, they say I can't stop guests from having visitors," he said.
Jacquie Castro has worked part time at the Wayward Winds for five years. She said there were problems there, but Patel has made improvements since he bought the motel in 2003.
"We report it. We always report it," she said. "As soon as we see traffic come and go from a room, we call the police. We got tired of calling because the police come and they don't do anything."
The proposed law is an outgrowth of the Oracle Corridor Project, a collaboration between the neighborhoods flanking North Oracle and West Miracle Mile, police and other city departments, and Ward 3 City Councilwoman Kathleen Dunbar's office. The aim is to combat crime, prostitution and neighborhood deterioration.
Police Capt. Clay Kidd, commander of the department's West Division, said the proposal wouldn't end prostitution, but it would give police another tool to fight it.
"This allows us to hold some of the property owners responsible for what goes on on their property," he said. "Some of the motel owners just look the other way."
In addition to motels, Kidd said, there are a number of small duplexes, apartment complexes and other low-end rentals where "as long as their units are rented, they don't care what goes on. This will make them care."
He said officials are considering changing the color of the tag from red to green to avoid confusion with the original program.
Although the idea started in the Oracle Corridor, it would apply citywide. That's important, Kidd said, because if the plan is successful, the prostitutes forced off of Oracle Road will go someplace else.
Carolyn Trowbridge of the Arizona Civil Liberties Union said her organization has concerns that the proposed law "lacks due process because there's no requirement for a conviction to assess a penalty."
She said the law also would require motel owners to "intrude on the privacy of their guests. That's not appropriate."
While Oracle Road innkeepers consider the proposal unfair, Joe Armbrust, president of the Southern Arizona Lodging and Resort Association, said most of the hotel industry is supportive.
"That sort of activity is not something our members want going on," Armbrust said. "Prostitution can take a whole area of the city down."
He said motel owners who claim ignorance of what's going on in their establishments are "not fooling anyone. They're smart enough to figure it out."
Villaman, at Roses and More, who is a former bartender, said someone who's in business learns how to spot problem customers.
"It's their responsibility. They should be more responsible," she said.
As for the prostitutes, Villaman said, they should "take their business home to their own neighborhood."
Patel said he believes the city and police are looking for scapegoats because they've failed to do anything for so long.
"This whole area is screwed up because of the problems they ignored for years," he said. "They do nothing, and now it's my fault."
? Contact reporter Joe Burchell at 573-4244 or at jburchell@azstarnet.com
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Monday, January 17, 2005
Las Vegas, NV: Daily Diary: Home Again
Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!
Nathan finally came back to the hotel about 9:30am.
I had just gone to bed for the first time when the sun came up about 6:30am.
Then again at 10:00am.
At about 10:30am, we both went downstairs at the hotel to joining the many families at the hotel's breakfast.
I went down in my martini pajama pants and a white shirt looking like I just stumbled in off the street.
I said "Where do I go to get a martini?" and several parents looked at me. (wink)
I asked Nathan if he would make my waffle as I headed over to the coffee machine.
I heard Kelly Ripa on "Live with Regis and Kathy Lee."
I know it's not Kathy Lee anymore, but I refuse to call it anything else.
DAMN! Kelly was a bitch when she was talking about the Parents Magazine contest they were having. She said thousands of parents sent in photos of their babies. Then she said, "Some of them were actually cute."
I did not get to have my Boston Tea Party.
Not like anyone else has thought of this idea *cuts through sarcasm with a knife* but I wanted to get photos with a cup of tea in the Boston Harbor and then of me dumping it in the water.
I'd had enough of Nathan (wink) so I told him we were heading to the airport to catch earlier flight on standby.
When we checked out the girls at the desk were just as FABULOUS as the night before.
Girl A had these rhinestone cat-eye shaped glasses.
Girl B had some HOT silver eyeshadow.
I told Girl A I was going to beat her up in the parking lot and take them.
While we waited in the lobby I listed to the conversations going on around me.
I heard one woman say to this man: "We are here for the ALA. (Librarians conference) We sell large scanners so they libraries can scan maps and stuff. Thank God we sold the biggest one, they are a bitch to ship."
I heard the group of flight attendants say: "Did you hear of any delays? Last night we had to back off the runway and wait for air traffic control because of the captain on another airline."
I heard on dad say to his kid, "Don't put that in your mouth." (I laughed 'cause I don’t hear THAT too much.)
On the way out girl A said, "Nice website. Nice ass."
I blushed a little.
At Logan airport the counter guy said, "The computer has randomly selected you to be special searched."
I saw the SSSS on my boarding pass.
Right.
RANDOM my ass!
Whatever.
Please let him be hot when he pats me down so I can get that fantasy off the books.
Nope.
When we got to the airport, I saw we had to head to gate 1E.
I said to Nathan, "I want to go to gate 7E!" (wink)
He retorted with his wit, "Fine, then you'd have to go to gate OD." (wink)
WELL SAID!
We got to Atlanta, I said goodbye and went to Chili's to have that martini I wanted since the family breakfast.
I had chicken strips too.
YUM!
In Atlanta I waited 4 hours with only the constant company of CNN.
I learned a lot in that hour.
When did this tsunami hit?
JUST KIDDING!
I checked some of my e-mail.
Here's some gossip for you Floridians:
The Brigantine Hotel was just sold.
(…that's in Ft. Lauderdale.)
And… it won't be gay anymore.
When I landed I found out, my cell phone off.
Of course - it's the 16th of the month.
I can NEVER pay anything on time.
It's against my rules.
Tyler and I split the bill since we share the plan, he said he would pay it, but apparently, he did not get to it.
ARGH!
I got home and cleaned the kitchen and put away the same dishes I left in the dishwasher a week ago.
Lisa made some yummy chicken in the George Foreman Grill and I headed to my own bed.
YEA!
…when I keep up with the diary, there is so much more to it.
Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!
Nathan finally came back to the hotel about 9:30am.
I had just gone to bed for the first time when the sun came up about 6:30am.
Then again at 10:00am.
At about 10:30am, we both went downstairs at the hotel to joining the many families at the hotel's breakfast.
I went down in my martini pajama pants and a white shirt looking like I just stumbled in off the street.
I said "Where do I go to get a martini?" and several parents looked at me. (wink)
I asked Nathan if he would make my waffle as I headed over to the coffee machine.
I heard Kelly Ripa on "Live with Regis and Kathy Lee."
I know it's not Kathy Lee anymore, but I refuse to call it anything else.
DAMN! Kelly was a bitch when she was talking about the Parents Magazine contest they were having. She said thousands of parents sent in photos of their babies. Then she said, "Some of them were actually cute."
I did not get to have my Boston Tea Party.
Not like anyone else has thought of this idea *cuts through sarcasm with a knife* but I wanted to get photos with a cup of tea in the Boston Harbor and then of me dumping it in the water.
I'd had enough of Nathan (wink) so I told him we were heading to the airport to catch earlier flight on standby.
When we checked out the girls at the desk were just as FABULOUS as the night before.
Girl A had these rhinestone cat-eye shaped glasses.
Girl B had some HOT silver eyeshadow.
I told Girl A I was going to beat her up in the parking lot and take them.
While we waited in the lobby I listed to the conversations going on around me.
I heard one woman say to this man: "We are here for the ALA. (Librarians conference) We sell large scanners so they libraries can scan maps and stuff. Thank God we sold the biggest one, they are a bitch to ship."
I heard the group of flight attendants say: "Did you hear of any delays? Last night we had to back off the runway and wait for air traffic control because of the captain on another airline."
I heard on dad say to his kid, "Don't put that in your mouth." (I laughed 'cause I don’t hear THAT too much.)
On the way out girl A said, "Nice website. Nice ass."
I blushed a little.
At Logan airport the counter guy said, "The computer has randomly selected you to be special searched."
I saw the SSSS on my boarding pass.
Right.
RANDOM my ass!
Whatever.
Please let him be hot when he pats me down so I can get that fantasy off the books.
Nope.
When we got to the airport, I saw we had to head to gate 1E.
I said to Nathan, "I want to go to gate 7E!" (wink)
He retorted with his wit, "Fine, then you'd have to go to gate OD." (wink)
WELL SAID!
We got to Atlanta, I said goodbye and went to Chili's to have that martini I wanted since the family breakfast.
I had chicken strips too.
YUM!
In Atlanta I waited 4 hours with only the constant company of CNN.
I learned a lot in that hour.
When did this tsunami hit?
JUST KIDDING!
I checked some of my e-mail.
Here's some gossip for you Floridians:
The Brigantine Hotel was just sold.
(…that's in Ft. Lauderdale.)
And… it won't be gay anymore.
When I landed I found out, my cell phone off.
Of course - it's the 16th of the month.
I can NEVER pay anything on time.
It's against my rules.
Tyler and I split the bill since we share the plan, he said he would pay it, but apparently, he did not get to it.
ARGH!
I got home and cleaned the kitchen and put away the same dishes I left in the dishwasher a week ago.
Lisa made some yummy chicken in the George Foreman Grill and I headed to my own bed.
YEA!
…when I keep up with the diary, there is so much more to it.
Never fail.
I just can't do it.
Mental block.
Every 16th of the month, Sprint turns off my cell phone because I don't pay the bill.
Actually, Tyler and I share the same plan and we are SUPPOSED to take turns, but ummm... yea.
This fine day was no exception.
The message you get if you call me on the 16th is something like, "...the number you have reached is not temporarily disconnected."
It may as well say, "The fucker you have just called is not responsible enough to pay the bill, so it has been turned off until the bitch pays."
This is such a common occurrence that I got these two e-mails about it:
...from my friend Gary:
I see your only way of knowing it’s the 16th is when they shut your phone off!!!!
Glad you’re back—call me when you have time.
...from my friend Ben:
THAT IS SO FUNNY THAT YOU SEND ME THIS E MAIL BECAUSE EARLIER (JUST LIKE CLOCKWORK) YOUR PHONE WAS ON ITS MONTHLY RAG AND OUT OF SERVICE ! UGHHH ! WHAT
AM I EVER GOING TO DO WITH YOU :)
I just can't do it.
Mental block.
Every 16th of the month, Sprint turns off my cell phone because I don't pay the bill.
Actually, Tyler and I share the same plan and we are SUPPOSED to take turns, but ummm... yea.
This fine day was no exception.
The message you get if you call me on the 16th is something like, "...the number you have reached is not temporarily disconnected."
It may as well say, "The fucker you have just called is not responsible enough to pay the bill, so it has been turned off until the bitch pays."
This is such a common occurrence that I got these two e-mails about it:
...from my friend Gary:
I see your only way of knowing it’s the 16th is when they shut your phone off!!!!
Glad you’re back—call me when you have time.
...from my friend Ben:
THAT IS SO FUNNY THAT YOU SEND ME THIS E MAIL BECAUSE EARLIER (JUST LIKE CLOCKWORK) YOUR PHONE WAS ON ITS MONTHLY RAG AND OUT OF SERVICE ! UGHHH ! WHAT
AM I EVER GOING TO DO WITH YOU :)
PASSING IT ON: Ricky Martinez
Ricky sent me this e-mail the other day:
Ricky here just dropping a line to my loyal fans hoping all is well so if you got some time to kill hey hit me up wit a number for that I can call you or if you want you can call me at (702) 372-3563
Much Love Always Ricky
www.bigcocksociety.com/members/galleries/platinum_club/Ricky%20Martinez/index.asp
I have to tell you, I pulled some strings and got him into the HustlaBall, but then he stood me up. I did see him out the next day at the Gipsy afterparty though. He looekd HOT, it was the first time I met him in person. He had a gaggle of people who just followed his Latin ass around. (wink)
It looks like his site www.rickymartinez.com is not back up yet, but I am sure he will tell me when it is.
Much Love Always (wink)
Brandon Baker
Ricky sent me this e-mail the other day:
Ricky here just dropping a line to my loyal fans hoping all is well so if you got some time to kill hey hit me up wit a number for that I can call you or if you want you can call me at (702) 372-3563
Much Love Always Ricky
www.bigcocksociety.com/members/galleries/platinum_club/Ricky%20Martinez/index.asp
I have to tell you, I pulled some strings and got him into the HustlaBall, but then he stood me up. I did see him out the next day at the Gipsy afterparty though. He looekd HOT, it was the first time I met him in person. He had a gaggle of people who just followed his Latin ass around. (wink)
It looks like his site www.rickymartinez.com is not back up yet, but I am sure he will tell me when it is.
Much Love Always (wink)
Brandon Baker
SPECIAL NOTE: PASSING IT ON:
So I debated about this...
I don't want to "recycle" gossip. Ummmm... I like to be the first to say it.
...but I get alot of e-mails from alot of porn stars, so why not share it.
"Share the wealth - that is what I say. Why not?" (wink)
Of course, it will come with my comments...
When I get an e-mail from a porn star, I will include it on my e-mail and shoot it to you in the mailing.
When I find something that I think is HOT or interesting, I will forward it.
Consider it my help in keeping you informed! It's like my porn city civic duty. I'm that little old lady who talks over the fence. (wink)
"Did I tell you what I heard? Guess what I got in my e-mail today? Did you hear about..."
So I debated about this...
I don't want to "recycle" gossip. Ummmm... I like to be the first to say it.
...but I get alot of e-mails from alot of porn stars, so why not share it.
"Share the wealth - that is what I say. Why not?" (wink)
Of course, it will come with my comments...
When I get an e-mail from a porn star, I will include it on my e-mail and shoot it to you in the mailing.
When I find something that I think is HOT or interesting, I will forward it.
Consider it my help in keeping you informed! It's like my porn city civic duty. I'm that little old lady who talks over the fence. (wink)
"Did I tell you what I heard? Guess what I got in my e-mail today? Did you hear about..."
Quote of the Moment:
...if you really like someone, you will write their faults upon the sand and their virtues in stone.
My friend Steve Shay at Citiboyz told me this tonight and it TOTALLY fit the moment. He never ceases to AMAZE with his common sense applications of wisdom.
It doesn't fit that he is one of the biggest pornographers out there that he is so genuine and good.
I was glad to hear him say this.
I think I should apply it more often.
He sure applied it with me.
Trust me, if he wrote mine in the sand, he's gonna have to have a BIG beach!
...if you really like someone, you will write their faults upon the sand and their virtues in stone.
My friend Steve Shay at Citiboyz told me this tonight and it TOTALLY fit the moment. He never ceases to AMAZE with his common sense applications of wisdom.
It doesn't fit that he is one of the biggest pornographers out there that he is so genuine and good.
I was glad to hear him say this.
I think I should apply it more often.
He sure applied it with me.
Trust me, if he wrote mine in the sand, he's gonna have to have a BIG beach!
Sunday, January 16, 2005
Check out this link to some porn reviews: http://www.gayporntogo.com/home.htm
I got this e-mail from them: (what a GREAT set of sites they have...)
Just wanted to send out a general hello and update to our members at Bud\'s club to let you know we\'ve surpassed the 24,000 user mark, with 84,000 photo comments fo 14.754 photographs on the site. Fantastic numbers all round... thanks to each and every one of you.
I\'ve also wanted to take a moment to let you know about a new site that I\'ve developed called www.GayPornToGo.com avilable now. This site provides unbiased site reviews for all of the massive amounts of gay porn on the web. So next time you\'re feeling a bit randy and want to check out someone new, have a go at gayporntogo.com and see if we have anything that may tickle your fancy....
Cheers all and once again, Happy New Year....
Very best-
Michael
- Brandon Baker
Saturday, January 15, 2005
Boston, MA
We woke up at 4:00pm.
I don't even remember what time I went to bed finally.
I think it was around 2:00am.
So in the whole scheme of things, that is not that bad.
We woke up at about 4:30am and Nathan said, "It's all about the H." He said, "I am horny, hungry and half hard." Then a few minutes later he said, "Take the half part away."
So he came over to my bed and ummmm… posted to my message board.
I don't know what I was thinking, I sorta did want it, I sorta did not. I had just had a client, so I did not particularly feel horny, but I did not want to pass up the opportunity. (wink)
We went to breakfast I think too sometime.
A thirty dollar breakfast, yeah, that's hot.
I was kinda in a daze, like worse than normal though. (wink)
We ate and then went back to bed.
The bed at the hotel is SO comfortable.
I went and paid for the hotel again today.
DAMN!
The rate went up so it was a bit more.
ARGH!
I met some lady in the elevator, I asked her what conference was in town that there were so many people.
She said library conference.
I made sure to tell her on the way out, "Be sure not party too hard."
She laughed.
We went over to Bennagin's about 5:00pm so he could gorge himself with the same dish he had the other day.
I brought my computer over to the eating exchange so I could get some stuff done, 'cause I sure don't any other time.
…back in the elevator there were two other lady's talking.
I heard her say, "I especially liked the masturbation one."
I thought, but did not say anything, "What kind of library does SHE work at?"
I watched "Wanna Come In" on MTV.
It was a gay episode I guess.
It was a cute show.
Later in the night, we went to Buzz which was close to the hotel.
We walked there.
DAMN! It's cold here.
It was HOT I the club.
There was like a $10 cover each, $2 to check our coats and I spent $14 plus $3 tip for a RedBull & Vodka and Cranberry & Vodka for Nathan - so after walking 20 feet into the club, I was about $30 down. (wink)
…that's a whole 7.5 minutes of fucking.
I left Buzz earlier than Nathan and went to meet my friend from New Orleans that I think is so cute.
He called and I went to his apartment and met his straight roommate.
I went to sleep in his hairy chest.
We woke up at 4:00pm.
I don't even remember what time I went to bed finally.
I think it was around 2:00am.
So in the whole scheme of things, that is not that bad.
We woke up at about 4:30am and Nathan said, "It's all about the H." He said, "I am horny, hungry and half hard." Then a few minutes later he said, "Take the half part away."
So he came over to my bed and ummmm… posted to my message board.
I don't know what I was thinking, I sorta did want it, I sorta did not. I had just had a client, so I did not particularly feel horny, but I did not want to pass up the opportunity. (wink)
We went to breakfast I think too sometime.
A thirty dollar breakfast, yeah, that's hot.
I was kinda in a daze, like worse than normal though. (wink)
We ate and then went back to bed.
The bed at the hotel is SO comfortable.
I went and paid for the hotel again today.
DAMN!
The rate went up so it was a bit more.
ARGH!
I met some lady in the elevator, I asked her what conference was in town that there were so many people.
She said library conference.
I made sure to tell her on the way out, "Be sure not party too hard."
She laughed.
We went over to Bennagin's about 5:00pm so he could gorge himself with the same dish he had the other day.
I brought my computer over to the eating exchange so I could get some stuff done, 'cause I sure don't any other time.
…back in the elevator there were two other lady's talking.
I heard her say, "I especially liked the masturbation one."
I thought, but did not say anything, "What kind of library does SHE work at?"
I watched "Wanna Come In" on MTV.
It was a gay episode I guess.
It was a cute show.
Later in the night, we went to Buzz which was close to the hotel.
We walked there.
DAMN! It's cold here.
It was HOT I the club.
There was like a $10 cover each, $2 to check our coats and I spent $14 plus $3 tip for a RedBull & Vodka and Cranberry & Vodka for Nathan - so after walking 20 feet into the club, I was about $30 down. (wink)
…that's a whole 7.5 minutes of fucking.
I left Buzz earlier than Nathan and went to meet my friend from New Orleans that I think is so cute.
He called and I went to his apartment and met his straight roommate.
I went to sleep in his hairy chest.
Friday, January 14, 2005
See more at www.rentboyconfidential.com (...a work in progress with FULL HustlaBall overage) but enjoy my favorite photo so far of the week in Sin City - this is Matt from www.BoyFunk.com and I in the hot tub REALLY heating things up at the Blue Moon (I LOVE ARMPITS and he has some hot ones in addition to being adorable!)
- Brandon Baker
Boston, MA
I woke up about 3:00pm.
We got dressed. I hate that. Getting dressed I mean, not getting up.
Since we are discussing mornings, I usually am a BITCH to get up. Then I am a BITCH to get out of the SHOWER. Then I am MORE of a BITCH to get dressed.
After that though, I am cool. (wink)
We were going to go out for Mexican and the hotel concierge sent us to one of the two Mexican places in Boston. Only they were not open when we got there and being the impatient freak I am, I wanted instant satisfaction so we went elsewhere. No diversity for me tonight.
We went to TGI Friday's and had that new $12.99 three-course meal thing. I had cheese and chicken and he had the same. We differed on the appetizer, he had healthy, I had indulgent.
Our new friend came and met us at dinner. He's a mess. He just drank. (wink) He started early.
We went to check out this other hotel for tomorrow. IF we stay. Nathan did not like it. I LOVED IT! I feel like it was a doctor's office. The front desk guy was HOT! Check it out at www.thecharlesmark.com. VERY interesting look. You just wait and see, I don't care what the fucker says, we will end up there tomorrow. I'll let him think what he wants. Shhhhhh...…
After that we went back to the hotel we are staying at now and I waited for a client and watched some TV.
(…all the while, the leftovers are chillin' on the balcony pretending they are in a fridge.)
The client I had REALLY knew how to fuck.
I think we went through three condoms.
I had lube in places I did not even know I had. (wink)
Plus, I had a first experience.
I lost the condom in my ass.
I don't know weather that is bad or good.
I mean PLEASE! I know I am not THAT tight, but it was not just like, "Hey, pull it out." It was like, "FUCK! Where the hell did it go?"
There's a first for everything, huh?
After that, we went to the hotel bar and had a drink and then I went to bed in the EXTREMELY comfortable hotel bed.
I woke up about 3:00pm.
We got dressed. I hate that. Getting dressed I mean, not getting up.
Since we are discussing mornings, I usually am a BITCH to get up. Then I am a BITCH to get out of the SHOWER. Then I am MORE of a BITCH to get dressed.
After that though, I am cool. (wink)
We were going to go out for Mexican and the hotel concierge sent us to one of the two Mexican places in Boston. Only they were not open when we got there and being the impatient freak I am, I wanted instant satisfaction so we went elsewhere. No diversity for me tonight.
We went to TGI Friday's and had that new $12.99 three-course meal thing. I had cheese and chicken and he had the same. We differed on the appetizer, he had healthy, I had indulgent.
Our new friend came and met us at dinner. He's a mess. He just drank. (wink) He started early.
We went to check out this other hotel for tomorrow. IF we stay. Nathan did not like it. I LOVED IT! I feel like it was a doctor's office. The front desk guy was HOT! Check it out at www.thecharlesmark.com. VERY interesting look. You just wait and see, I don't care what the fucker says, we will end up there tomorrow. I'll let him think what he wants. Shhhhhh...…
After that we went back to the hotel we are staying at now and I waited for a client and watched some TV.
(…all the while, the leftovers are chillin' on the balcony pretending they are in a fridge.)
The client I had REALLY knew how to fuck.
I think we went through three condoms.
I had lube in places I did not even know I had. (wink)
Plus, I had a first experience.
I lost the condom in my ass.
I don't know weather that is bad or good.
I mean PLEASE! I know I am not THAT tight, but it was not just like, "Hey, pull it out." It was like, "FUCK! Where the hell did it go?"
There's a first for everything, huh?
After that, we went to the hotel bar and had a drink and then I went to bed in the EXTREMELY comfortable hotel bed.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Boston, MA
We went to Downtown Crossing with Fielene's basment.
I got a DKNY shirt. Don't tell anyone I did not spend lots on it.
We went to Boston Commons.
Okay, this is where I say, "Damn, Boston is BEAUTIFUL" There really is a rich palette of architecture, diverse people, shopping, food and DAMN!... the streets are just like "Classic" Boston should be. You know they way you see it on TV, it's real.
To end the night and live up to my website's name we went to Club Café which we heard was the place to be on Thursday.
We had a drink, then we had another. Then I think we had another courtsey of this boy that looked like he was fresh out of the military barracks. That was nice of him to contribute to the delinquincy of two fucked up hookers huh?
Then we had dinner in the front part of the bar.
Brandon was all ducked up. Yes, ducked - with a capital F.
Nathan took me back to the hotel and put me in bed, then I made it to the bathroom and well, you know how this goes. Just look at week, same deal, different city.
I think made the big black man mad. Nathan says - "Yes, you did."
I went to bed with the room spinning...
We went to Downtown Crossing with Fielene's basment.
I got a DKNY shirt. Don't tell anyone I did not spend lots on it.
We went to Boston Commons.
Okay, this is where I say, "Damn, Boston is BEAUTIFUL" There really is a rich palette of architecture, diverse people, shopping, food and DAMN!... the streets are just like "Classic" Boston should be. You know they way you see it on TV, it's real.
To end the night and live up to my website's name we went to Club Café which we heard was the place to be on Thursday.
We had a drink, then we had another. Then I think we had another courtsey of this boy that looked like he was fresh out of the military barracks. That was nice of him to contribute to the delinquincy of two fucked up hookers huh?
Then we had dinner in the front part of the bar.
Brandon was all ducked up. Yes, ducked - with a capital F.
Nathan took me back to the hotel and put me in bed, then I made it to the bathroom and well, you know how this goes. Just look at week, same deal, different city.
I think made the big black man mad. Nathan says - "Yes, you did."
I went to bed with the room spinning...
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Atlanta, GA to Boston, MA
I had an overnight flight to the connection city of Atlanta.
Okay, remind me again WHY I decided to go to Boston in the dead middle of winter? WHAT the fuck was I thinking?
I sat down at the airport it was quiet.
When I looked up from my GayWebMonkey magazine with the Carlson Twins on the front, there was thirty high school girls and a boy wearing a pink t-shirt. Do you think he was gay? (wink) Who am I to judge? I wish I was back in some high school sometimes. Like now.
Leave it to me.
I fucked up not only my own flight this month…
I fucked up Nathan's too.
He got to the airport and when they could not find his reservation - the lady found it was from the 11th.
H-E-L-L-O Brandon - we are flying out on the TWELFTH!
Good thing I am such a good secretary. (wink)
Here's one for the books.
Can you believe this!?
…on our flight from Atlanta to Boston, this lady leaned over and talked to us and said, "Is this your first time flying?"
We were both like, "No."
She said, "cause you are talking an awful lot. You are going to drive me to drink all the way to Boston. I can't handle two Chatty Cathy's."
I did not know what to do.
…but whisper the rest of the trip.
…that is TOO MUCH!
We got to Boston and went to Mark Adam's video store to see him.
YEA!
We went to check into the Chandler Inn.
It just looks too much like a college dorm (NOT that I would mind that normally.) but I want a nice hotel.
Last time I was here, it was all about the location.
Then it was cool that the hotel was right over the bar, this time I had different priorities.
We would decide what to do for hotel's later on.
We went to meet Mark for lunch at Betucci's.
Mark Adams is a trip!
I adore him.
If I could read minds (…don't worry, I do not have ESPN.) *wink* (…get it ESP=ESPN) *hahaha* I think Mark would say, "This kid is FUCKED UP! What am I doing with him in public?"
He does always say, without me having to read his mind, "Brandon - how the hell are you still alive."
..to the Radisson in the Theater District.
Checked in big hotel and had some drama with not having a credit card.
It all worked out.
We have to pay like $135 a night, but Boston is one of the top 4 most expensive hotel cities I heard.
We went Arthur Murray's dance studio so that Nathan could see the people he used to work with.
It was in this BEAUTIFUL old building.
I saw a client who had an INSANELY big dick.
Like, "OMG run for your life big."
Nights like this, I do feel like a champion. If I can take that, I can take most horses. NOT that I will be doing that anytime soon.
When you are a champion don't you get a medal? HE is the one who just got a medal. But a different kind. He got metal. He just had his GISHE (...whatever the spelling, I am sure someone will correct me here shortly.) pierced. It was kinda hot.
I had a good time with him.
…the area he lives in was CLASSIC Boston, it was so cute. I wanted to take a photo, but I try to make it a habit NOT to take my camera to meet new clients. (wink)
Tyler must have been drunk the other day late at night and got online?
How do I know?
… he called and said he could not log onto AOL and he did not know why.
When I called they said username TylerCertit disrupted a chatroom and therefore I violated the AOL Terms of Service (TOS) so I had to sign a new contract.
Nice.
I asked what he did.
They said he went into a chatroom and said "Fuck you bitches".
DAMN! I really can count on Tyler for some stuff huh?
I did what I needed to and got back on and called him and he said, "Oh yea, I was drunk."
LORD! …that kid is a trip, but I luahhhh him! (wink)
I had an overnight flight to the connection city of Atlanta.
Okay, remind me again WHY I decided to go to Boston in the dead middle of winter? WHAT the fuck was I thinking?
I sat down at the airport it was quiet.
When I looked up from my GayWebMonkey magazine with the Carlson Twins on the front, there was thirty high school girls and a boy wearing a pink t-shirt. Do you think he was gay? (wink) Who am I to judge? I wish I was back in some high school sometimes. Like now.
Leave it to me.
I fucked up not only my own flight this month…
I fucked up Nathan's too.
He got to the airport and when they could not find his reservation - the lady found it was from the 11th.
H-E-L-L-O Brandon - we are flying out on the TWELFTH!
Good thing I am such a good secretary. (wink)
Here's one for the books.
Can you believe this!?
…on our flight from Atlanta to Boston, this lady leaned over and talked to us and said, "Is this your first time flying?"
We were both like, "No."
She said, "cause you are talking an awful lot. You are going to drive me to drink all the way to Boston. I can't handle two Chatty Cathy's."
I did not know what to do.
…but whisper the rest of the trip.
…that is TOO MUCH!
We got to Boston and went to Mark Adam's video store to see him.
YEA!
We went to check into the Chandler Inn.
It just looks too much like a college dorm (NOT that I would mind that normally.) but I want a nice hotel.
Last time I was here, it was all about the location.
Then it was cool that the hotel was right over the bar, this time I had different priorities.
We would decide what to do for hotel's later on.
We went to meet Mark for lunch at Betucci's.
Mark Adams is a trip!
I adore him.
If I could read minds (…don't worry, I do not have ESPN.) *wink* (…get it ESP=ESPN) *hahaha* I think Mark would say, "This kid is FUCKED UP! What am I doing with him in public?"
He does always say, without me having to read his mind, "Brandon - how the hell are you still alive."
..to the Radisson in the Theater District.
Checked in big hotel and had some drama with not having a credit card.
It all worked out.
We have to pay like $135 a night, but Boston is one of the top 4 most expensive hotel cities I heard.
We went Arthur Murray's dance studio so that Nathan could see the people he used to work with.
It was in this BEAUTIFUL old building.
I saw a client who had an INSANELY big dick.
Like, "OMG run for your life big."
Nights like this, I do feel like a champion. If I can take that, I can take most horses. NOT that I will be doing that anytime soon.
When you are a champion don't you get a medal? HE is the one who just got a medal. But a different kind. He got metal. He just had his GISHE (...whatever the spelling, I am sure someone will correct me here shortly.) pierced. It was kinda hot.
I had a good time with him.
…the area he lives in was CLASSIC Boston, it was so cute. I wanted to take a photo, but I try to make it a habit NOT to take my camera to meet new clients. (wink)
Tyler must have been drunk the other day late at night and got online?
How do I know?
… he called and said he could not log onto AOL and he did not know why.
When I called they said username TylerCertit disrupted a chatroom and therefore I violated the AOL Terms of Service (TOS) so I had to sign a new contract.
Nice.
I asked what he did.
They said he went into a chatroom and said "Fuck you bitches".
DAMN! I really can count on Tyler for some stuff huh?
I did what I needed to and got back on and called him and he said, "Oh yea, I was drunk."
LORD! …that kid is a trip, but I luahhhh him! (wink)
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Las Vegas, NV to Atlanta, GA
I never pack on time.
…just can't do it. (wink)
My flight left at 9:30pm.
At about 5:00pm I decided I better do laundry if I wanted something to wear huh?
So just about time at 8:00pm, I was throwing some clothes in the suitcase.
It all works out.
I got an e-mail about the new opening of "Vivid", the new club at the Venetian.
What is with the one word names of the HOT clubs in Vegas?
The security at the airport in Las Vegas said about my BoysGoneBad shirt I had on, "Watch out - BoyGoneBad coming through."
The lady said, "I saw the GirlsGoneBad video, it would be hot."
I said, "This one was hotter." and walked through.
I think she was shocked.
..like wearing it was not shocking enough.
I never pack on time.
…just can't do it. (wink)
My flight left at 9:30pm.
At about 5:00pm I decided I better do laundry if I wanted something to wear huh?
So just about time at 8:00pm, I was throwing some clothes in the suitcase.
It all works out.
I got an e-mail about the new opening of "Vivid", the new club at the Venetian.
What is with the one word names of the HOT clubs in Vegas?
The security at the airport in Las Vegas said about my BoysGoneBad shirt I had on, "Watch out - BoyGoneBad coming through."
The lady said, "I saw the GirlsGoneBad video, it would be hot."
I said, "This one was hotter." and walked through.
I think she was shocked.
..like wearing it was not shocking enough.
Monday, January 10, 2005
Sunday, January 09, 2005
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Everybody's Free to Wear Sunscreen
...I have alot of favorite songs, but the other day when I was searching for one, I found a special mix of one that was dedicated to the Class of 1997. (I know I am telling my real age here, but hell, if you really read this - you deserve to know.)
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
...I have alot of favorite songs, but the other day when I was searching for one, I found a special mix of one that was dedicated to the Class of 1997. (I know I am telling my real age here, but hell, if you really read this - you deserve to know.)
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
NOTE:
..as you can see, I am working on getting it up. *wink*
That is the pages about the HustlaBall and the week of porn conventions here in Las Vegas.
I have it as a "work in progress" so if something seems kinda cryptic, it is 'cause I am in the process of writing it.
...hang in there and have a cocktail while you wait.
..as you can see, I am working on getting it up. *wink*
That is the pages about the HustlaBall and the week of porn conventions here in Las Vegas.
I have it as a "work in progress" so if something seems kinda cryptic, it is 'cause I am in the process of writing it.
...hang in there and have a cocktail while you wait.
I try to search the net every once in awhile to see what people are saying about me and not telling me. (wink)
The other day when I was on Hooboy's site.
You have to understand first that Benjamin Nicholas seems to be the escort God! (wink)
Most people in the industry know of him.
He has done an INCREDIBLE job of marketing himself and being one of the top recognized and considered most elite in the industry.
In this section someone was looking for "The Next Benjamin Nicholas" and Benjamin said:
Brandon Baker (Las Vegas, New Orleans)~ If you're looking for sheer, unadulterated fun, Brandon is the go-to guy. He's got energy for days, a great creative streak and really takes time to sit, talk and get to know people.
I wanted to say thank to Benjamin for the kind words. That's quite a compliment coming from him. (People are think we have a recriprocating deal going or something since we both mention each other in our blogs, but I am the first to say, "He's MUCH better and got some HOT connections that I don't!") *wink*
Someone else then said:
Brandon is blond, but not a twink, and from his web site seems to already have much of the mature "flash" of your recent career so does not fit the "on the way up in their career" requirement.
So lines are open guys, where are the new young, blond twinkish Benjis out there who have not yet become accustomed to first class travel, real estate deals and five-star hotels?
DAMN! That's rough huh?
You can read the whole thing HERE.
...Stuff like this truly intrigues me.
People like Eminem, Madonna, Cher and Benjamin Nicholas understand that controversy is a pretty powerful form of publicity.
The other day when I was on Hooboy's site.
You have to understand first that Benjamin Nicholas seems to be the escort God! (wink)
Most people in the industry know of him.
He has done an INCREDIBLE job of marketing himself and being one of the top recognized and considered most elite in the industry.
In this section someone was looking for "The Next Benjamin Nicholas" and Benjamin said:
Brandon Baker (Las Vegas, New Orleans)~ If you're looking for sheer, unadulterated fun, Brandon is the go-to guy. He's got energy for days, a great creative streak and really takes time to sit, talk and get to know people.
I wanted to say thank to Benjamin for the kind words. That's quite a compliment coming from him. (People are think we have a recriprocating deal going or something since we both mention each other in our blogs, but I am the first to say, "He's MUCH better and got some HOT connections that I don't!") *wink*
Someone else then said:
Brandon is blond, but not a twink, and from his web site seems to already have much of the mature "flash" of your recent career so does not fit the "on the way up in their career" requirement.
So lines are open guys, where are the new young, blond twinkish Benjis out there who have not yet become accustomed to first class travel, real estate deals and five-star hotels?
DAMN! That's rough huh?
You can read the whole thing HERE.
...Stuff like this truly intrigues me.
People like Eminem, Madonna, Cher and Benjamin Nicholas understand that controversy is a pretty powerful form of publicity.
Brandom Site: Agressive, Dominant Escort
Take a look at this page. COLE RAMSEY
NOT that I think he is particularly cute and I HATE it when an escort does not show is face in photos. (I understand why though if they have to be discreet, but still...)
I really like the part that reads:
aggressive, VERBAL, SKULLFUCKER here. LOVE to sit back and spread my legs and just let an eager cum-guzzling cockslut take his time working out one of the biggest loads he's ever swallowed. LOVE to stand up, hold a guy by the neck and force feed him the whole length of my fat cock. LOVE to feel his throat expand as I push the pre-cum slicked head of my cock past his tongue and down into his begging throat. LOVE to get my ass eaten out ROYALLY. LOVE to bend down and whisper into a kneeling cumsucker's ear while he's pushing past the limits of his gag reflex... "more... deeper... c'mon, cockpig, you can take it... all of it, man... yeah, milk up that cum..." *** I have EXCELLENT CONTROL. I can cum in 30 seconds or 3 hours. LOVE to make a cocksucker bring me to the edge of cumming and keep it there while I ride the crest of orgasm - the head of my cock flares and gets super hard as if I'm about to shoot... OVERNIGHTERS anywhere...
I like verbally dominant situations.
I assume most bottoms do too.
Take a look at this page. COLE RAMSEY
NOT that I think he is particularly cute and I HATE it when an escort does not show is face in photos. (I understand why though if they have to be discreet, but still...)
I really like the part that reads:
aggressive, VERBAL, SKULLFUCKER here. LOVE to sit back and spread my legs and just let an eager cum-guzzling cockslut take his time working out one of the biggest loads he's ever swallowed. LOVE to stand up, hold a guy by the neck and force feed him the whole length of my fat cock. LOVE to feel his throat expand as I push the pre-cum slicked head of my cock past his tongue and down into his begging throat. LOVE to get my ass eaten out ROYALLY. LOVE to bend down and whisper into a kneeling cumsucker's ear while he's pushing past the limits of his gag reflex... "more... deeper... c'mon, cockpig, you can take it... all of it, man... yeah, milk up that cum..." *** I have EXCELLENT CONTROL. I can cum in 30 seconds or 3 hours. LOVE to make a cocksucker bring me to the edge of cumming and keep it there while I ride the crest of orgasm - the head of my cock flares and gets super hard as if I'm about to shoot... OVERNIGHTERS anywhere...
I like verbally dominant situations.
I assume most bottoms do too.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
I posted this message to the Citiboyz Village group...
(...to see what the group is about go to http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Citiboyz_Village/)
...(to sign up for it, send an e-mail to Citiboyz_Village-subscribe@yahoogroups.com)
Hey guys!
This is Brandon Baker from Citiboyz.
I just wanted to say hello and it's cool that you are part of this group.
YEA!
I am here in Las Vegas for the porn convention that just ended.
Now I am trying to recuperate and find out what day of the week it is. *wink*
You are part of a Citiboyz world that is nothing less than amazing.
Typically the porn industry is known for being like a big bowl of cereal - every time you look around you see another fruit, flake and nut. *wink*
Citiboyz has shown me that there are respectable people who put out a FABULOUS and HOT product without being skanky.
Being a part of Citiboyz has not only given me UNBELIEVABLE sex with HOT BOYS but friendships that are just as HOT! Whooo-hoooo!
Steve Shay, Gage Powers, who are the directors, so many other models and group moderator, Marc put so much effort into this stuff, I don't know how they have time to scratch their nuts. *wink*
Speaking of other models, NOT that I like to gossip, 'cause I'd rather walk on my lips than talk bad about someone...
...but this week I go to run into LOADS of porn stars, even some of the other Citiboyz.
Dane Benton was there. He's a little hottie, so pretty, ...but what are two bottoms gonna do? DAMN!
I also wanted to add a shameless plug for my website at www.partywithbrandon.com - where even the management sucks! - Stop by and see what an irreverent, blond boi- bimbo with a hi-energy, low maintenance (..at least that is what I say...) and TOTALLY free web space can do online. Complete with photos, fictional stories, an online diary that is more ridiculous than the fiction, free webcam, sex industry news and gossip and more... and LOTS of Citiboyz photos!
THANKS again and here is to Citiboyz and porn!
- Brandon Baker
(...to see what the group is about go to http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Citiboyz_Village/)
...(to sign up for it, send an e-mail to Citiboyz_Village-subscribe@yahoogroups.com)
Hey guys!
This is Brandon Baker from Citiboyz.
I just wanted to say hello and it's cool that you are part of this group.
YEA!
I am here in Las Vegas for the porn convention that just ended.
Now I am trying to recuperate and find out what day of the week it is. *wink*
You are part of a Citiboyz world that is nothing less than amazing.
Typically the porn industry is known for being like a big bowl of cereal - every time you look around you see another fruit, flake and nut. *wink*
Citiboyz has shown me that there are respectable people who put out a FABULOUS and HOT product without being skanky.
Being a part of Citiboyz has not only given me UNBELIEVABLE sex with HOT BOYS but friendships that are just as HOT! Whooo-hoooo!
Steve Shay, Gage Powers, who are the directors, so many other models and group moderator, Marc put so much effort into this stuff, I don't know how they have time to scratch their nuts. *wink*
Speaking of other models, NOT that I like to gossip, 'cause I'd rather walk on my lips than talk bad about someone...
...but this week I go to run into LOADS of porn stars, even some of the other Citiboyz.
Dane Benton was there. He's a little hottie, so pretty, ...but what are two bottoms gonna do? DAMN!
I also wanted to add a shameless plug for my website at www.partywithbrandon.com - where even the management sucks! - Stop by and see what an irreverent, blond boi- bimbo with a hi-energy, low maintenance (..at least that is what I say...) and TOTALLY free web space can do online. Complete with photos, fictional stories, an online diary that is more ridiculous than the fiction, free webcam, sex industry news and gossip and more... and LOTS of Citiboyz photos!
THANKS again and here is to Citiboyz and porn!
- Brandon Baker
Friday, January 07, 2005
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