Come See Me: Bare & Read Our Bodies

Through Facebook and Twitter, while I made no secret of the subject matter, I have been saying that I was not going to reveal the title of this poem. However, once I decide to do a promo video for it, revealing the title became inevitable.

"Bare & Read Our Bodies" is a poem that addresses how social media websites, apps, texting, and emailing have contributed to the decline in the formation, as well as staying power of romantic and platonic relationships due to the lack of intimacy in those forms of communication. If you're no stranger to this blog, then you know the straw that broke the camel's back in many of my attempts at romantic relationships was a text message. And over time, I have heard numerous stories of break-ups via Facebook, Twitter, phone apps, and emails.

I did dabble with this subject with my poem, "Computer Bold", which talked about all cowardice shown through the aforementioned forms of communication, including anonymous blog comments. But that's the difference. For "Bare & Read Our Bodies" is solely about relationships. Including how when the relationship is called to said to be over, the cowardice in those communication forms leads to a lack of closure. Therefore, it's never really over. Hence why so many people are nowadays going off the deep end. As serious as all that is, I am adding a more lighthearted poem to my presentation at Titillating Tongues that night.

Last month I debuted "Be My Pillow" which is a poetic ode to the male backside, and if you saw the video from my reading, you saw it was very well received. Well, this time I decided to write and debut a poem about the male front side. Yes, get happy, people. This time, I am also debuting a poetic ode to COCK entitled, "Cock Rhyme". So if you're in NYC on June 21st, stop by and check me and the other performers out, or sign yourself up to perform as well.

The Gallery at Le Poisson Rouge

158 Bleecker Street

NYC

7 PM - 9:30 PM

Why It's "WE Fucked"

There have been times that I've said here that when I bottom, I don't get fucked, me and the top fuck each other. The reason I always feel the need to stress that is because gay porn and overcompensating machismo cultures teach us otherwise, and too many guys make themselves simple males and not men by adhering to those rules.

Being a bottom does not mean being a hole to be used and abused at a top's beck and call. Being a bottom also doesn't mean the top does all of the thrusting during sex. Stressing that point was another motivation for my getting into porn purposely as a bottom, in spite of my (at the time) growing versatility. Unfortunately, based on scenario, camera angles, and/or the director's own mental issues about sexual roles, there were few times I was able to be seen as a bottom showing enough humanity in which my desire to bottom was beyond being a tool for my top, and enough aggression to make that clear.

You can't truly have sex by yourself. Hence why there's a totally separate word for getting off alone - masturbation. Also, hence the saying "it takes 2 to tango". For sex is a dance. So gay sex is a dance between a top and bottom. A dance that when done right, the top fucks the bottom's ass, while the bottom....fucks the top's dick. The tops that I respect know this. That's why when speaking of a sex tryst, they are more comfortable saying "WE fucked", instead of "I fucked him".

I think all this was made very clear with this home video of me with a friend of mine. We had a dance. When we get together the sex is very passionate, plus add to the fact that it had been awhile, so there's no doubt we were going to go at each other aggressively....like a good tango. ;-)

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Watch You Sexual

At my last appearance at Titillating Tongues, there was some extra time. So all performers got a chance to go up again. With that being the case, I decided to present a poem that shares the title of this blog post.

Should anyone find this post's title familiar, then it's because you won the gift bag I put together for my first appearance as a pornstar guest on Will Clark's Bad Boys On The Hudson Sea Tea back in 2006. As part of my gift bag, since none of the 4 movies I appeared in by that time had come out yet, I gave away some DVDs from my personal porn collection. I made a box, and on the side of the box, I put a picture of myself with this poem, "Watch You Sexual".

In the video's intro, you hear me mention that this poem was inspired by watching guys in straight and gay porn. That's not 100% true. For it was also inspired by the thought of seeing any gorgeous man in a sexual encounter. So that could also include playing voyeur to a handsome stranger I catch in the act, a hot guy at a sex party, even my own lover playing with someone else together. And in all of the aforementioned instances, it doesn't matter if they're playmate is 1 male, 1 female, or 1 of each. For as I've said numerous times before, not just because of my bisexuality, but I find all sex beautiful.

If this poem seems hypocritical considering all of my recent talk of how open relationships seems like a bad idea to me, keep in mind 2 things:
1)I wrote this poem back in 2005, the year I got into porn. And awhile before writing it, I started fooling around with a couple from Jersey City at least once a month. So part of the poem was written by me trying to see things from their perspective, as well as my own. And;
2) even though I admit to think a bit differently of such relationships now, there is still a crazy part of me that likes the idea of seeing my lover pleasure someone else, but emotionally bound to me. So this can only be a poem I could recite to him. However, considering the guilt I would feel having sex with someone else, this is not a poem he can recite back to me, unless I revert back to my old viewpoint on such relationships.

So if this is how you feel, by all means,

ENJOY!!!!

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