Porn Reviews: Bareback Marathon, Thick Cock Balls Deep

Being out of commission for the past couple of weeks, awaiting the results of my latest STD tests, I have been reduced to watching porn...not a total waste of time and always an informative way to pass time, like finding out which ones to buy in the future...I always rent it first these days, before buying...the exception being the Treasure Island Media stuff. What did I see? Some old reliables which I'll write about some other time, and some new stuff like Bareback Marathon, with its enticing box cover of a tattoo-ed dick ready to plow a willing ass. Well, despite all the tattoos and piercings, and I know this sounds stupid, but this one wasn't nasty enough...it's mostly a bunch of guys fucking, and that's about it, like a disappointing sex party, you know the kind, as at a middle class gay household in a nice house in Studio City, it's just not goddamned nasty enough...I can't do it in a beautifully decorated bedroom, sorry, even if the top is super hot...better to do it on the floor. Thick Cock Balls Deep by Stefan Maverick is another story, however. The action appears to take place on a mattress dumped on a basement floor of a warehouse somewhere in SOMA...my kind of scene. There's a variety of 'new guys' save for Tober Brandt (the performers are not ID'd but it sure looks like him...I could check some other videos for his tattoos, but I'm too damned lazy right now...Tober or Tober lookalike, tops here), which should please those of you who are always looking for new meat and dismiss pornstars of yesteryear (as in, 2008!) as over the hill. You'll like this one, it delivers. Buy it. And then there's Marco Paris' first (I believe) video under his own supervision, Bareback Only No Condoms Allowed, something like that...it's OK, certainly a good start and Marco Paris' fans won't be disappointed, he has a solo scene at the end. Rent it, buy it if you like Marco. Watch for more to come from Marco.

Photo Studio Suckoff

It was time to get my fotos updated, so I went to Mark Chester on Folsom Street, who's been documenting the fetishes of San Francisco (and beyond) for a good many years now. In fact, it was here that I got pierced for my Prince Albert by the legendary Jim Ward...that was Veterans' Day, 1987...I wasn't wearing underwear and my old washed out jeans betrayed the aftermath of a bloody crotch. Except that I wasn't aware of it at the time...wandering on Polk St. looking as if I must have been castrated, or on the rag. Such fond memories we have. Mark periodically offers 'specials,' say 2 or 3 images for a reasonable price, or you can go crazy and get more specific, artistic and expensive. There was a guy there already when I got buzzed in on Sunday afternoon. The client/model was posing on a small platform, fully clothed...he was lion-like, tall with a lot of hair, and reminded me of the Barry Gibb of the 1970's. Facial hair, a lot of teeth, you get the idea. Mark told me to have a seat and get comfortable while he photo'd this guy, eventually working down to total nakedness, with a lot of butt shots...the guy was a bottom. I sat there, naked, and taking it all in...then Mark left the studio for a moment, long enough for the Barry Gibb type to motion me over, and to get down on my knees. I gave him a decent blow job for a Sunday afternoon, his dick wasn't huge and I could take the whole thing in my mouth, and I'm not the greatest cocksucker in the world, it takes me a while to get into it, and I don't care much to have it done to me. Anyway, BG came in my mouth, a salty load. Mark wasn't there the whole time, but the whole affair lasted about five minutes, max.
Then BG had to leave to hit the ATM...Mark was dealing on a cash only basis that day...and my session followed...pretty basic, a face shot, and a couple of butt shots for my profiles...ass floating in a dark background. I forked over twenty bucks and Mark said he'd e-mail them to me, which he did, and they're good. If you need just a couple of updated shots, consider Mark I. Chester, Folsom Street in SF...he usually advertises specials during Folsom and Dore Alley. Or go to his website. He's a nice guy who'll take care of you.

STD Clinic Hard-on

It was time to hit the STD clinic again...we are in the midst of a 'syphilis epidemic,' the healthcare workers tell me...if you read this blog, you know that I know personally of what I speak. I vow never to let that happen again: my syph had been around for a 'long time,' and the clinics attach a numerical value to your dose, and mine was high. But actually, after a while you cease to be infectious...I guess the syphilis goes into a 'dormant' stage, or a laid-back stage. Enough of this banter, get tested, guys! There was the usual, ordinary, off the street collection of people at the clinic, except for one guy who caught my attention. He came in later and was hustled into an office right away where they drew blood. I was seated right across the hallway, also getting my blood drawn...which is how they test for syph, for you guys who haven't been tested (if you read and enjoy this blog, you're living in dangerous territory, get tested)...the clap is tested through a urinalysis, a swab of the throat and a swab up the ass. Back to this hot man: late 40's or early 50's,white,buzz cut,slender,masculine face,wearing a white long-sleeved button down and dark business trousers, dress shoes. It looked like he'd left his jacket and tie in the car. Dad looked at me briefly, square on, eye to eye contact. But he's there for a reason: Daddy's fucking up a storm...thinking about the possibilities got me hard right there in the clinic while the technician was filling the tube with my hot charged blood. I left first, and considered loitering on the street, waiting for business dad to emerge and if not to follow him, just to see what kind of car he drove, and maybe he would pay me some attention. But then I saw a metermaid turn on to the street, doing her duty...I had to run to my car to avoid a parking ticket, they're up to about $50 now, that buys lot of porn.

Some more porn mini-reviews for SX, Dirty Dawg

Diego Cruz is my new interest, and by that, I mean that I'm tracking his career, looking forward to his next video...he's that hot! Here's the ideal latino bottom, well-developed, not too young, great body, great ass, sexy man's face. He's the best thing in the SX Video release 'Raw,' getting fucked on his knees, on his back...he isn't paired with Lito Cruz, the biggest name in this video, but one hopes that will be forthcoming. 'Raw' is a Ben Baird video, and worth renting...and I might buy it, eventually. 'Bareback That Twink' from the Canadian producer Dirty Dawg, was a disappointment. Jarod Steel and JC Carter burn it up in the opening sequence, though the scene is hindered by pesky crotch shadows, damn! JC Carter is a great top and Jarod Steel, with his Renee Zellweger pouty face, is in top form, suggesting a sleazy (and worldly) teen-aged slut picked up on the street. Having said that, this one is OK to rent...for now.

Dining Room Sling Fuck

Another hook-up in Cathedral City, and once again in the Cove, on a Saturday morning, around 11...through the services provided by Barebackrt. The dynamic: a gay partnered couple hosting a couple of friends for the weekend, and a cute schnauzer thrown in for the bargain. Guys in their 30's-40's, in good shape and evidently financially secure, a nicely landscaped yard in the modern desert style, a bland but well-kempt house, with a sling set up in the dining room, very middle class, very American, with 70's disco tracks filling the house...all rather memorable, and therefore, enticing...something I want to remember forever. A blonde guy ate me out for a good half hour, and then his partner came in, a bearded, short-haired muscular young dad who addressed his partner as 'boyfriend.' Dad put me in the sling and fucked me for another half hour, maintaining a fierce pace and never took a break, impressive, a nice good morning fuck...in a sling...in America's kitchen. Dad never came, but I could sense that he was tiring, and who wouldn't? I called it off, finally, satisfied, and I think he was, too, in our 'mature' way, when just the intimate contact is enough.

Garage Sling Fuck

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Military Party at Helios

Well, men, this party was a disappointment, and it had nothing to do with the venue, the Helios is a terrific place and I encourage you all to check it out when in Palm Springs. Now this wasn't a bareback party, necessarily, but I saw only barebacking, what little action there was. There were way too many looky-loos at this event, you know the type, they mostly stand around fondling their equipment...waiting for some action to break out and then they rush and encircle the guys getting it on, stroking their dicks but clearly not looking for engagement. If the guys were HIV-neg then their caution is understandable, but it doesn't make for hot, no-attitude encounters. But you never know with these parties. It seems the only parties worth a damn are the openly blatantly lewd affairs that are implicitly poz parties where nobody gives a damn. Now Brad McGuire and James Roscoe will be featured at the next Nasty Guys party, the weekend of June 5-6. Exactly what Brad and James are going to do, I'm not sure...are they going to fuck for another audience of looky-loos (there is a raised area that's well-lighted and could serve as a stage), or is Brad going to plug every bottom who wants his fatdick up the ass? If that happens, it would result in Brad's 50-Hole Night, trust me. If that happens, I won't be disappointed. Still, you guys will have to check it out yourselves. Start with the Helios website.