Back Home!

I know I said I would update you all from Europe, but I hit the ground running when I arrived in Berlin and really had no time to sit down and write. In addition to not having time, I also had major internet issues at the hotels I was staying at in both Berlin and Paris.

So now, I'll rewind a bit and let you know I had a fabulous time at ManHunt's annual x-mas party in Boston. My business partner Rich Richards and I nearly froze our Miami Beach butt's off, but once we got to the venue it was nice and warm. Of course, the company heated up the place. Not only are some of ManHunt's employees are hot, some of their guests sure made the party memorable! X-mas parties are all about free licquor, but with that, comes the consequences of tipsy party dares for shits and giggles. See Lisa and I compare boobs and butts in the bathroom. Then Lisa accidentally kicked the toilet paper and I just had to point it out, burp! The later it got, the more interesting photos Phil, Lisa and I started to take, although none stranger, at least I think, than me pointing out the toilet paper in the bathroom.
So after a fun night with the ManHunt crew we slept in a bit, ate, worked a bit and then headed to the ariport. My flight to London and Rich's flight to Miami amazingly took off at the same time!

There is not much to say about Berlin except I worked my ass off and it was the first time I did everything myself including filming 3 scenes and taking still photographs. Oh, also got caught riding the Berlin U-Bahn without a ticket....naughty me! ooooooops! Everything went pretty smoothly: all models showed up and liked their partners and my locations were all organized and were available when I needed.....a special thanks goes out to someone I cannot mention by name, but he knows who he is...thanks!

A quick flight to Paris and I landed in the old TWA terminal bringing back memories of my jet set youth. The design is so retro futuristic and always fun to re-experience every once in a while! I had one day to myself to do laundry, catch up on some e-mails, visit retailers and mail some screeners off.

My free day in Paris went well, but my shoot was in shambles! A model that also had a location did not answer his phone, ugh! So not only did I have to replace a model I also had to replace 2 locations at the last minute....and last minute it was! I found a replacement model literally 1 hour before a shoot and he turned out to be fantastic! (Thanks Marcos!) When the last shoot was done I was exhausted and pretty ready to fly home, but instead of flying to my home in Miami Beach I flew to my original home to be with mom. Oh, and on the flight home I saw the poor Arctic that seems to be suffering from global warming, yikes!

So now here I am typing this up at home in Northern California after an argument with my mom today about the fact that I do not have a normal job (she thinks an 8-5 is the only valid job out there) and that I am going to give my cousin some money, especially since I do not have a normal job so I don't have money and I have to take care of myself first. Anyone else out there find this logic weird? Anyway, not much happening until New Year's except my quick flight x-mas eve up to see my father in Oregon to spend x-mas morning with him and then fly back down to have another dysfunctional x-mas dinner here where the gays will outnumber the straights! YEE HAW!

Thanksgiving and stuff!

After Nicaragua I went home to Miami Beach for one night and then took off to San Francisco to have Thanksgiving with my mother's side of the family. Family events for me are usually a kick in the pants, so I thought I would share a sneak peak into my very private life for some shits and giggles. You see, it is just my mom, her twin sister and her lesbian daughter and my great aunt (who we all suspect of liking the women folk too). Oh, my gay brother (yes, all 3 children from the 2 twins are gay) was missing for this wondrous event. My mother's family gatherings are also funny because of the weird ass conversations and my cousin and I winking at each other concerning my porn career that has eluded my mother's knowledge base. As you can see the dog barfed on the carpet and we still have a dear head in the living room that my grandfather killed like in the 1960's or something.

After a nice massage from my cousin everyone left including myself but not until the next day. I went down to LA for a few days to meet with people (business you know!) and meet up with a potential model that I really ended up liking...a lot! He is still not sure about doing porn, but after spending a few days with him I may have interest in him other than trying to get his gorgeous self onto film for me! Midweek I flew up to San Francisco for 1 day for a quick meeting and returned to LA to have more meetings before flying off to Oregon to spend 3 days with my dad (another interesting experience!).

So, dad is another complete whack ass experience also. He is as right wing of a Republican as you can get and is married to a quite liberal, but quite Christian woman. Amazingly enough dad and step mom know exactly what I do; they are just thankful I do not work for Hizbullah, the Lebanese government or even the CIA as they have thought for a long time now, so porn director was a relief for them! First, they live in the total outback, thus, no cell reception and they are working on a 56K modem! AHHHHHHH! so basically forced relaxation. I had to do some work so my stepmother dropped me off at a local coffee shop where the customers and staff were all trying to take a peak at what I was doing.......nosey butt heads! After several political arguments and a discussion of how my mother made my brother and I gay it was time to decompress and fly back to Miami for 2 days of work and rest before heading out to NY, then Boston then Berlin....more to come from Europe very soon!

Nicaragua Update

Hey guys, so here is the deal on my trip to Nicaragua! I was all hopeful to find some hot guys to do something in front of my camera, but at last I discovered getting to the hot guys and then convincing them to do something slightly scandalous is quite hard to do. I went out on Thursday night to only be stopped and trapped within 3 minutes of walking into the bar by local regular guys with inflated egos saying “soy un abagodo” (I’m an attorney). Big deal! I was on the hunt to meet the hot boys but this group of guys kept getting in my way so I finally left. The next night I tried the same bar and this time I was able to talk to the bartender who totally blew me off! I left soon after and went on to their gay club to only be attacked again within 5 minutes by a little guy that would just not leave me alone. Once again, I left without any luck.





The following day I called a gay hotel called Joluva in the city of Granada (http://club-alegria.com/joluvanicaragua) to find out if they could help me out somehow and the nice owner promised he would. Since I was so over what happened Thursday and Friday night in Managua’s bar scene that I decided not to go out and get good rest instead. So on Sunday I made the quick beautiful drive down to Granada past volcanoes and lakes to talk to the owners of Joluva. Francis and Jan, the owners of Joluva, are a really nice Belgian couple that immigrated to Nicaragua a few years ago. I spent the day talking and laughing with them about all kinds of different things.

Jan told me a very interesting story of how he collected money from gays around the world to help out street kids in Granada. Basically, the local church runs a center for street kids and Jan and Francis wanted to donate a water tank and shower facilities so the kids could take showers. A very noble and wonderful idea, right? Wrong! The local Bishop found out the donation was coming from “our” kind of people and forced the center organizers to not only refuse any donations from “our” kind of people but to also not allow Jan and Francis to come near the center. So I know what you all are thinking, but come on, I spent much time with this couple and know they have no fishy ideas about their help, but rather found a cause in the city they immigrated to that they wanted to support. While I was at the hotel for 3 days I noticed that many street kids still come to the hotel asking for food or just simply clean water and Jan and Francis try to help them out but do not believe the kids should be coming to them directly for such help especially when there is a center. Go figure, the church is making the local population completely dependent on its own center with its own agenda: to keep the children dependent on the church and strike the fear of almighty in their innocent heads. But in the end, the Bishop can care less about the children especially since they blocked a wonderful donation of a clean water source. If any of you out there are touched by this story please let me know! I am very interested in helping build a non-denomination center to help street kids in Granada that will not deny them basic necessities because they have to come from one source: The Church.

Ok, so now I am getting off my soap box, board a plane and will soon let you know what a funky Thanksgiving I had.

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BACK HOME!!!!!

Sometimes it takes me a bit to update this blog, but hey, I have been nicknamed "The Clone" by, well, someone close to Miss Chi Chi LaRue, so you can just imagine I am not at home all the time putzing on my computer. (This post however is being written from the comfort of my bed at home in Miami Beach and not in some exotic place paying an arm and leg for Internet service). Anyhow.....well, After party-o-rama in Madrid, Rich and I took off to Paris to try and get business done, but I really hate the cold (home=miami beach...get it?!?!!?) so I am not as productive and out and about as when I am home in sunny Florida. After scoping Paris I rented a car and drove up to Belgium to visit some family of mine.

I would love to share pics of my grandmother and my extended family in Belgium, but you know, some things I keep a bit private. Sooooooo...Rich and I decided to go to Rotterdam to visit the local retailers (as we did in Brussels and Antwerp). I had never been to Rotterdam, but knew it was a nice modern city, but did not know there is a HUGE problem there. I drove in with French license plates and a weird Euro minivan with tinted windows, oh, and it was a Friday and Rich was in the passenger seat. All of a sudden an Arab or North African looking guy ran across traffic lanes to try and catch our car. It was really frightening but then we drove into the center of town and all of a sudden we were being chased my adolescent Arab boys on bikes. Whenever we stopped at a light an Arab youngster would approach. Finally I parked the car and one Arab boy on a bike came up very abruptly. Before he could say a word I started a verbal blast at him which confused him...I spoke English, not French. So, I went to my hotel and asked the concierge why this weird thing was happening. He did not understand until I finally told him I was driving with French plates. "A ha" he expressed, "they think you are here to buy something." What???? Buy what? OHHHHHHH, duh, stupid me, Marijuana is legal in Holland. So all these boys on bikes wanted to get a cut of the profits by taking me to a dealer. Supposedly, French people drive up to Holland to load up on loads of MJ! Mystery solved.

If that wasn't enough excitement, my wonderfully intelligent business partner Rich did not click with some Dutch customs. I don't know what you see, but I clearly see a bike lane in the pic, but Rich thought it was a Rich only lane and almost was
severely injured by several cyclists (as in Rich fashion, he blamed everyone but himself bitching the lanes was not clearly marked!) Oh and look at the pic of the ketchup and mayo. The Burger King employee asked Rich if he wanted mayo or ketchup, Miss Thing said yes to both not realizing that ketchup and mayo are for french fries and not an option for your burger. He also did not realize each one cost half a dollar....waste not want not!

After a night out in Rotterdam we continued on to Amsterdam. Rich really wanted to go (he thought it would look like Curacao) but much to his dismay the city did not thrill him. I have been to Amsterdam a few times, so all I wanted to do was go visit retailers. So I called up Xavier from Drake's and we met up, had lunched and had a great time talking very intelligently about our biz! If you are ever in Amsterdam stop by Drake's and say "hi" to Xavier from Collin O'Neal.

Spain!

After a quick day to catch up and warm up after 2 very cold days in Berlin we had to get to work! After a quick trip to just take a quick look at Alicante, we met up with my new model Jesus at the "Corte Ingles" (A Spanish department store) in Murcia. I was very thrilled to see him and he seemed very happy with me, so we packed him up and headed 2 hours south of Murcia to film the next day. This is the first time I am posting a quick behind the scenes pic from one of my sets before it has been edited or anything. The guy I am kissing is the ever sexy Jesus and I wish him all the best for his future (he is only 22!).


After a very smooth shoot and a great location that I am keeping a secret, Rich and I dropped off Jesus and spent one last night in Murcia exhausted. The next day we got up late and drove to Alicante to check into our hotel there and took a quick trip to Benidorm for shits'n'giggles. Benidorm is very moderm is interesting but it is such an EsyJet/Ryanair/ThompsonFly/Jet2GO....well, you get the idea, or maybe not, city...Yob-a-licious! Later that night I met up with Jose (he is the big tall daddy in the middle of the bar pic) for dinner and then a few drinks out. Alicante has a really cool bar scene, especially if you are looking for younger guys....they are all over!


The following day we boarded another plane for Madrid and decided to stop over there to go see Martin Mazza and help him with his party in Madrid. And low and behold I run into the ever sexy Francois Sagat. We all went to dinner and then headed to the club where I ran into Vicotr Banda and my model from "Spain" Igor Bad! Of course I was up to my old ways of biting asses and licking armpits, but who could resist biting Francois Sagat's butt and licking his sexy arm pit.






More to come soon from Paris, Belgium and Holland!

HustlaBall Update...a little late

Hey guys! So I finally am taking a moment to update my blog after Hustlaball. I spent much off the night trying to make sure my group of friends were having fun, especially Benny and my new model Bijan (he is soooo hot!). Bijan was so impressed with Chi Chi that he insisted to have his photo taken with her, so I obliged and you can see for yourself below.

After I was done rounding up friends and taking photos I decided to get a drink and then take a look around myself, but that plan was bombed quickly. First, I saw Chi Chi's business partner and stopped to talk with him for a while then I took off again and ran into one of my models from my London movie: Milan. I spent a good bit of time speaking with Jeremy Hall and then ran into Francesco D'Macho. After talking with him and some other people that swung by to talk with us, it was time to leave.

After a day or two longer in Berlin and dinner with the nice guys from Manhunt, Adam and Phil, and a quick thank you to Brandon Baker, Rich and I took off to Spain to film with a hot new guy I discovered (that I know some big company will pick up and run with, well, at least I got him once!) And so now I am in Spain until Sunday. I will make a quick stop in Madrid to see Martin Mazza and help him with a party before boarding a plane to Paris.

Berlin, Venus, and Chi Chi's Party

So after a nice week of rest and actually quite a bit of work (I am hardly ever home so receipts and projects are strewn about by condo, so I do have to clean up and organize every so often), I was off again on another plane ride! I actually had everything done and packed the day before so Rich and I went to the beach after a crap rainy weekend in Miami and then got to the airport relaxed and in plenty of time (I am usually just barely making it). I upgraded myslef to Business on American (I get 4 round trip international upgrades per year), but after talking to the Admiral's club personnel a bit and asking them for a further upgrade I was shocked that they actually did upgrade me to their flat bed First Class!!!! WOO HOO! I dumped Rich off in Business Class and then went to have a nice 7 hour sleep on the way to London to awake refreshed and well rested.

After a quick shower at the arrivals lounge Rich and I popped into central London to visit friends, do a bit of business, have lunch then head back to catch our flight to Berlin. You can see our Rich and David are happy to have a sunny day in London in October!



After a nice long night of rest, rich and I headed to chat up people within the business at Venus. Running around trade shows is very exhausting so we headed back to the hotel for a quick rest before heading to Chi Chi's party. The party was the who's who of the porn business and some fans that found out about the party. The space was not great, but Chi Chi's spinning can make any space danceable and she sure as hell did a good job to keep me entertained as well as the rest of the guests that were dancing to her mix of 80's and 90's. I also hung out with my good friend Phil from Manhunt...we always have a great time together...well, you can see by the pic!


Next update tomorrow....well, hopefully, since who knows how late I will be at Hustlaball tonight!

Hola de Costa Rica!

After Folsom and a little bit of business in LA, I decided to go to Costa Rica for 5 days. Actually, the trip was not booked on a whim, but rather when American Airlines decided to compete with Spirit Airlines' entry into the Central American/Caribbean market. I bought my trip to Nicaragua, San Juan and here at the same time for only $79 round trip to each destination. In addition, American upgrades me automatically since I am Executive Platinum with them so I flew for that cheap in First Class!

Anyway, I have been here 3 times before and every time I came here my business partner Rich (back then he was just my friend since I had not started the business yet) begged to ride along the next time, so I decided to show him how pretty Costa Rica is. We picked up a SUV from the airport and 3 1/2 hours later driving up mountains and then along the Pacific we ended up in Manuel Antonio Park at my favorite hotel Mariposa. (By the way, that is Rich drinking coffee with a view from the hotel.)



























(Whoa, look at that log in my shorts....no wonder the people on the beach were looking and the American girls next to me were flirting!)So, for the past four days we have been relaxing, hiking, and going to the beach and then working productively at night since it gets dark around 5pm. Both yesterday and today I went to get a very nice massage right on the beach with the sound of the waves from a nice Costa Rican girl who I need to import back to the US so she can give me the same massage every day! We have another half day in Manuel Antonio then a drive back to San Jose and then fly back to Miami the following day to start organizing for Berlin!

Weekend at Folsom

I had been traveling so much lately that I had booked myself to stay in LA with a friend of mine for about 1 week, but you know, work calls and I change my plane ticket to spend the weekend in LA to meet up with my buds in the industry, fans and my distributor Raging Stallion.

I first went to the bigmuscle party which is always fun to attend and full of porn stars, most of them provided by Titan. After a quick nap I went on to the End Up for Raging Stallion's party DJ'd by Chi Chi LaRue (one of my favorite DJs out there)!


I brought my friend Raul to the party and it seemed he was quite popular among the guests and among the producers (sorry guys, he would be perfect in front of the camera, but he doesn't want to). I also ran into my ex Arpad Miklos who looks bigger than ever....making me look like a midget standing next to him and in the picture!
















After wandering around a bit and getting up on stage with my fellow RSS people (and of course I had to thank my fans for supporting my World of Men series!) the party began to go south....in a good way. I ran into my buddy Scotty from Cybersocket who had been running around all day attending all the parties like a good reporter should. Then Scotty, Raul, Arpad and I followed Chi Chi over to the pool table for some interactive fun, well, I let Chi Chi interact while we all looked on!