San Francisco, CA –- The last couple days have been absolutely, incredibly unbelievable. The over whelming publicity, recognition on the street, reconnecting with the Titan crew and other performers, and a harried schedule have all contributed to this whirl-wind trip to San Fran.
Derek and I arrived at the Oakland airport Friday morning and were immediately inundated by friends and fans. It was kind of unnerving. After checking in with Roger at Shotgun, where we were staying for the weekend, we ventured out to the Castro to get some food and were literally stopped on the street five times by people we knew or knew of us. And that doesn't count the knowing looks, pointing and candid photos taken by strangers from a distance. It was, well, a little strange. After lunch Derek and I ran into Julian from NakedSword and he showed us my Dream Team trading card and the two-page spread in Gloss magazine. I was really happy to see they had used the image of me standing in my leathers rather than the stills from Breakers for both. After getting back to Shotgun, Derek pointed out the Bay Area Reporter's Arts & Entertainment section front page with my image from Folsom Prison to me. Well that explained a few things.
Side Bar: Derek has done several Shotgun videos over the few years he's been doing art films and I got to meet Roger a couple years ago at a leather/Sm run up in Washington State. I immediately fell in love with Roger. That's him photographed above, beating my nuts during a demo this past summer. That same week Derek and I shot a video for Shotgun under Roger's direction with permission from Titan. I had wanted to do a video with Roger and Derek since I first started in the industry and I am extremely grateful to Titan for loaning me out under contract to do the video. Roger says Squeeze Play is being edited now, so I'll let you know as soon as it's available.
Friday night Derek and I had dinner with Brian Mills from Titan then went to the Men of Discipline Play Party at the Citadel. We were both pretty exhausted after travelling and settling in, but that didn't stop us from playing. I decided to work out some new rigging; a horizontal side suspension. I hadn't attempted this in the past so it was fun to just experiment and play around with it and my favorite stunt bottom. It wasn't a heavy scene or anywhere over the top but a great way for the two of us to connect. I'll be perfecting the rigging when Derek is in Seattle at the end of October and will post a gallery then.
Yesterday we had rehearsals, diner with the Titan performers and studio execs then the big performance at Magnitude. The rehearsal went well. We finalized the blocking, ran through the choreography and corrected some equipment and lighting issues. The dinner with Brian Mills, Keith Webb, Bruce Cam and all the Titan performers that were brought in for the weekend was really enjoyable. Our performance at Magnitude, however, has become the most memorable experience of the trip thus far.
The Titan Men did four separate performances for Magnitude, the official dance event of the Folsom Street Fair. Dean Flynn, Eduardo and Markus Ram recreated the imagery of the Magnitude poster for the opening set. Dean and a new Titan performer, Marco Blaze had the second set with live sex. The third set featured an elaborate abduction and water sports fantasy with Diesel Washington and a new kid who's name escapes me. Derek and I had the final performance.
Our performance began behind a scrim, our shadows cast to the audience. A dance remix of Relax by Frankie Goes to Hollywood plays. As I stood apparently leaning against a wall, Derek walks up to caress my chest. I push his hand away but when he persists and goes for it again I push him to the side. Walking pass him, I emerge from behind the scrim and onto the second riser in front of the audience. Derek follows and touches my shoulder. I turn toward him with rope in hand. He goes to caress my chest again. I grab his wrist, place a slip knot around it and proceed to immobilize his upper body with a quick arm binder. As the music builds, I push him up against a St Andrew's cross and secure him to it then begin flogging his front side. Derek is naked and hard as a rock while I hit him with the flogger on his thighs, chest, mid-section, cock and balls.
We build to frenzy then stop. I turn while securing the flogger back to my belt and remove the four foot signal whip from my torso. A break in the music occurs and I crack it several times over the audience before turning back to Derek.
I begin to strike his mid-section with the whip. Crack. Crack. Topping my first front side single tail scene. Crack. Crack. The first full cut. Crack. Crack. The second cut and third. The blood comes to the surface as the music comes to its final crescendo. I draw close to my boy and caress him. As the music begins to fall away I rip off my codpiece to reveal my ragging hard-on, put the codpiece in his mouth, untie him from the cross and lead him from stage still bound.
Back stage we were totally wired, amped on the adrenaline and sexual tension. We wanted to fuck... hard. I asked the producer if we could do another set and fifteen minutes later I lead Derek back on stage. I bent him over the second riser, spit on his ass, sheathed my cock and plunged it into his ass. He writhed and pulled away. I looped the whip around his neck and pulled him back on my cock. We fucked for the audience.
I pulled out, moved to the front of the riser and sat down. Derek followed and mounted my cock, riding it up and down, all the way in and all the way out. Again and again, the crowd goes wild. I push him off, stand up on the riser and fuck him there until satisfied. I pull out and remove the condom, shave my cock down his throat and tie the condom to his collar. Then as the music dies, I replace my cock in his mouth with the checker hanky from my back pocket and lead him off stage once again.
There's nothing quite as exhilarating as fucking your boy in front of a couple thousand people.
