Escaping Al-Qaeda Operation in Turkey

Well, I made it out of Turkey all safe. I say this because on January 24th my gang and I had just left our hotel when we heard gunfire and what sounded like bombing. Jacko, Jean Franko and Jesus thought nothing of it but I knew something fishy was up especially when a few minutes later people scrambled through the streets and police cars sped wildly toward the scene just a few blocks away. (see story here: Guardian and here: Turkishdailynews) We continued on the the Gaziantep museum which has the 2nd largest collection of mosaics in the world. It wasn't until we were leaving the museum that we stopped by the gift shop that was playing the operation live and then it really hit home to both the guys and myself. The guys and I toured Gaziantep's castle then the guys went to the gym while I went looking for some last minute gifts. That evening we finished up shooting and I really wanted to get to bed by 10pm, but no luck! I had a ton of paper work to do and packing up so it was not until 1:30am until my head hit the bed when I had to be up in 2 hours to head to the airport for a 4:45am flight!






Jean Franko had to catch and immediate flight to Barcelona from Istanbul but Jesus and I went to a hotel to take a nap and then take a quick tour of Istanbul before heading back to the airport. Jesus was very excited to see the Blue Mosque and the Aga Sofia. Actually, Jesus just loved every moment of my crazy porn adventure from walking across no-man's-land in freezing cold weather to get to Syria to a drive we took through the beautiful countryside. Anyway, Jesus and I went our own directions at Istanbul airport; he boarded a flight to Madrid and I boarded a quick flight to Athens. So, now here I am in Athens after a crazy night doing a promotion for Greek super-promoter Paul Sofianos since it was his birthday. I have not danced, stripped and shook my thang for a long time so it was a bit interesting to get back up on a stage.

Middle Eastern Adventure!!!

Hi everyone! Well, as I said in my last entry I may not be able to update my blog over the next few weeks, but I decided today to throw a bunch of little interesting happenings at all of you that happen to read about my adventures around the world. I first want to share a photo that my bambino (Neal) took of me when I was working late at night in Miami Beach and he was begging me to come to bed. He said "This pic epitomizes you in your work mode. LOL. I thought it was funny. :)" That evening he warned me about working so hard, but here I am again near killing myself to make you all some porn that I hope you will enjoy.

So I left Las Vegas, stopped in Miami for a few hours to do some work, and then got back on a plane to Madrid and then continued on to Alicante where I picked up a model that I flew in from Belgium then drove to Murcia to pick up my model Jesus and then on to Almeria. I have a secret place to film outdoors near Almeria, but in the middle of the shoot a herd of goats rampaged through my set and I forced my models to pull up their pants and luckily they did since the herder soon followed! After a pleasant 20 minute conversation the herder moved on and we finished the shoot. A few more days in Almeria and I took off with Jesus to southern Turkey (the magic of frequent flyer miles! ha!). The reason I do not give away some locations is that first, I still try my best to keep the Roman Ragazzi stalker off my back and potentially calling local authorities on me like he called the Israeli Consulate and the NY Post on Roman Ragazzi. Second, I have a producer here in Europe that is trying to hunt down and use my models and there are some models I want to keep to myself, such as Jacko. So I dare any producer to do what I did ......keep on reading!

So the first night I arrived I tried to get into Syria. Since Jesus did not have a visa we had to try and convince the border police to give him one. After a quick drive through no man's land by a taxi we arrived in Syria, but after 30 minutes of trying to convince them to give Jesus a visa, they refused, and we had to walk all the way back to Turkey in 35 degree weather in just undershirts....oh, I forgot to tell you Iberia and Turkish Airlines lost all of our luggage with our jackets! After passing Turkish immigration again we drove back to the border town and spent the night.

The next day I got a wild hair up my butt to not leave Jesus behind at the hotel and try to convince the Syrians to give him a visa again and Jesus was up for it so off we went! After a brisk 20 minutes walk through mine laden no man's land we arrived at our friend's the Syrians and their lovely border post. After about 15 minutes of begging, they let us back behind their glass to get warm next to their heater and share coffee with them (we were freezing without jackets)! Another 30 minutes of the border police playing with my computer and cell phone we got pulled into the big chief's office. I begged and pleaded, but he insisted that we wait for a fax from Damascus that would take 3-4 hours, but I said we only planned to go to Haleb for that amount of time. In the end he gave the "ok" wink to the worker and we were on our way to getting a sneaky snake visa for Jesus...yee haw! And off we went in a taxi speeding down the bumpy, dusty pothole filled road to Haleb! After what is probably going to be about $50 in phone calls to confirm a meeting point my friend Annas arrived with Jacko not too far behind. We drank coffee and then went to the Citadel for lunch and finally said goodbye to Annas and headed back to Turkey (Try all that KB, ha!). I thought we would have problems with my Syrian at the border, but in the end no problems at all except for the taxi driver left us on the Syrian side and we had to walk all the way to Turkey....bastard! We barely had time left to drive to the airport and pick up Jean Franco, but we made it, ate dinner, harassed the Turkish Airlines agent for our bags and finally drove back to an amazing hotel I found. So here I am after wandering the streets with Jean Franco, Jesus and Jacko to replace lighting that is still missing.

New Year and Hustlaball

Sorry it has been so long since my last update, but I have had a major distraction with me every since right after x-mas. A while ago I met someone that has become very special to me and we have been spending a lot of time together! So right after x-mas with my interesting family my baby (il bambino) and I took off for Los Angeles for New Year's Eve where we spent the night at Here lounge as guests of super-promoters Paul Nicholls and Jonathan Chang. The night was quite interesting in addition to being very fun and full of porn stars!


The next day we took off back to Miami Beach to relax a bit in the sun, but when we arrived a cold spell just hit and we were shivering for a few days until the heat finally returned and we were able to go to the beach again. After a bit of fun and work we headed to Las Vegas for GAYVN and Hustlaball. My baby was a bit overwhelmed with all the people and production so after talking with a few business affiliates (such as Chris Baker from AEBN) Chi Chi pulled us back stage to enjoy the rest of the evening in a more quiet setting to talk with my baby and I in addition to some of the performers.


Now my baby and I are going to take our last few days to ourselves before he goes back to school and I go off to Europe to do some shooting! I will do my best to update my blog, but I will be in some remote areas of Spain and Turkey and doing a promotion in Greece!

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 onlydid 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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