Porno
Reality Time Warp
Hooking
up with cam boys and minor porn stars.
by John
Russell
From
left to right, the Big Gay Apple Crew; Patrick (Producer), Mikey
(Host) and John (Writer)
In August, the
Big Gay Apple crew packed up and headed to Florida for the Internext
Conference, a networking event for Internet pornographers. Just
imagine: an entire luxurious beachside hotel filled to brimming with
porn stars and smut peddlers. The whole weekend was like being lost
in an alternate porno-reality time warp. Normal social conventions
regarding conduct and, most notably, attire, didn’t seem to apply.
Panties and a bit of electrical tape covering your nipples passed
for acceptable eveningwear for ladies, and there were several
twinkie boys who wore nothing but bikini briefs the entire weekend.
Though the
conference was ostensibly about making business connections, I was
more interested in connections of an entirely more carnal nature.
I’ve always been good at getting laid when I’m out of town –
it has something to do with the pheromones people give off when
they’re on vacation – but these were porn stars! How is a
middling cute guy like me supposed to compete with sculpted bodies
and chiseled features? 
Actually, the odds weren’t so bad. After the first day of schmoozing was over, all the queers headed down to the pool for free daiquiris and some r and r. That’s where I met the boys of Eon Films. If we were handing out awards these guys would take home the gold medal for both sexiness and friendliness. They were, hands down, the most charming porno boys at the entire conference.
Of all the super
cute guys running around barely clothed there were three who I would
say had the best butts at Internext. I hooked up with two of them.
Best Butt #1 belonged to a sweet southern boy with piercing blue
eyes and a gentle voice. He was the kind of guy who made you wonder
what he was doing in porn.
“Actually,”
he told me, “I haven’t done a video yet. I just do live cam
work.”
We went to one of
the parties together, and then to a local gay club afterward. We
talked and laughed and danced all night. And when I finally kissed
him it felt like the beginning of something really special. Shortly
after that, he disappeared into the night with the rest of his porn
buddies.
Best Butt #2 was
significantly less wholesome. He was a wild boy, who ran around
naked at one of the clothing optional rooftop parties. Earlier that
day I had seen him giving another guy head underwater in the hotel
pool. He was so nasty and uninhibited it made my mouth water. The
party had reached a fever pitch. Porn stars were getting it on
everywhere you looked. Best Butt #2 was sitting next to me on a
white leather futon, naked as usual. There were people all around us
chatting, but nobody heard me whisper, “Your ass is amazing. I’d
like to get to know it better.”
He smiled and put
my finger in his mouth. “Go ahead.”
I slid my wet
finger under him and into his hole and fingered him for good fifteen
minutes without anyone even noticing. He moaned quietly and nuzzled
my neck. It was almost 5 a.m. when we finally stumbled back to the
hotel room I was sharing with the other BGA guys. We tiptoed into
the humongous marble bathroom and fucked like bunnies until the sun
came up.
The next day at
brunch, the other Big Gay Apple boys were shocked to hear what I had
done.
“You had sex in
the room? We didn’t hear a thing!”
I felt a slight
swelling of pride. I had succeeded in getting laid without
disturbing my roomies’ beauty sleep. Yeah, I thought, I’m good
like that.
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