Posts tagged Big Dicks at School
I know… It’s not quite the same when the person is awake. lol Shane Frost, you are lucky we had to use washable markers. That’s not how I normally roll! Ask Parker Perry
This is from a Men.com scene on “Big Dicks at School” called “The Prankster” where Jacob Durham writes on his college roommate in the middle of the night and puts his hand in a cup of water. Shane actually knocked the whole cup of water in the bed. Oops!
My on location workstation with my awesome sock monkey hat and the dancing sock monkey thing that Wes bought me.
We did some tricky stuff that day with a hand crafted jib crane thingy. (Yes, that’s the official terminology. lol) Tell me if you notice it.
I think this was actually from another scene with Mike Rivers that week with Ricky Larkin called “Just How He Likes It” Look at that red ass! haha!
No, no, not that kind of blacked out… I mean a lack of electricity.
Last September 8, 2011 a huge portion of Southern California, Mexico and Arizona were without power for 11 hours. The rumor is that some douchebag in Arizona hit the wrong button. Actually I don’t really know what the cause was but we were moments away from our cum shot during our scene and it severely fucked up my day.
We were shooting Dylan Roberts and Topher DiMaggio in a scene for Big Dicks at School where they played a sexual Jenga game with some of their college friends. We had some extras that blew each other and of course a crazy girlfriend who got pissed and stormed off when her boyfriend jumped at the chance to make out with another dude during the game. The scene took a while with all the chaos of the logistics of getting the Jenga tower to stay upright and get the Jenga blocks that we carefully placed to come out at the right time. The hours passed and right around 3:30pm when Topher and Dylan were “getting their edge” (getting close to jizzing)… BAM!…the power went out in the old craftsmen cottage we had rented. We assumed it was the breaker due to our lights but when we went outside to check we saw that the street lights were out and then we began to hear the chaos… the sirens, the car accidents, the neighbors chattering.
My anal retentive cameraman refused to open the blinds and use natural light to finish the scene so he and Wes dashed really quick to Lowe’s to buy a generator. We had no idea the magnitude of the problem… the registers were not working and people were starting to freak out in the department stores so luckily we were able to make one of the last purchases before Lowe’s closed their doors for the night. But guess what? None of the gas stations were functioning so we had no gas for the damn generator! WTF?
They brought the $500 machine to the location and Wes proceeded to SIPHON GAS OUT OF THE ’68 PORSCHE IN THE HOME OWNER’S GARAGE. Holy shit! I heard him choking and spitting on the other side of the fence and I flew out to the driveway to see Wes sucking on a hose attached to a car. The boys got the thing up and running and we finished the cum shots, packed up our stuff and got the hell out of there. Driving home was interesting with no lights, dusk approaching and pedestrians attempting to use cross walks all over downtown with no traffic lights working. I tried to race home during the few moments of daylight just to change clothes and head out downtown.
None of the restaurants were serving food sooooo…. we drank our dinners!
We had some pickle back shots at Quality Social with Jeremy Bilding in tow before they closed and kicked everyone out.
And then headed to Tivoli to say hi to my favorite bartender Andrea… she and her co-workers had the brilliant idea to use these glowing Minnie Mouse bows to help them see what they were doing!
Yeah we pretty much ate pretzels for dinner.
Strange seeing no lights in the buildings.
I suck at this. But with all due respect… a lot is happening.
Hey! Remember when I took a year off from work and I was able to do Bikram yoga and blog everyday? Well, fuck my life now. Not only do I shoot for Men.com full time, I now run a 20,000 sq ft production studio in the Valley. I was considering looking for studio space after the first of the year anyways and this kind of fell into my lap right around Christmas time…soooo…my “Too-shy-for-this-blog” business partner and I dove into this new business venture head first and we are just now floating with our heads above water. It was 2+ months of long ass hours getting it cleaned, gutted and renovated. We called out all the favors we had of our close friends and boy oh boy was it stressful and hard work. The place was in shambles from the previous owners and my super anal retentive business partner has turned it into something really nice. So now I have an awesome studio to shoot in, and we rent it to other companies (adult and mainstream) as well. There are 3 different studios that can be operating at one time, so you can imagine how insane it is when we have a full house. There might be hot boys running around for my own shoots and girls smoking in the parking lot wearing next to nothing. <It’s a lot of fun when my gay-for-pay models are missing and I find them out flirting with the straight porn girls> <sarcasm>
So since the Fag Hag Awards I have literally been working 85-90 hours a week and was finally able to take some time off in the last 2 weeks. BREATHE. But I neglected my blog and I do have some awesome photos from the summer to share…
We shot a 4 way scene with a tennis intro at this huge house here in LA. This is Kyle Quinn getting spritzed on the courts. That kid cracks me up. At first I wasn’t sure about him…but now that I have shot him a few times and gotten to know him I really like him. One thing I can say about him (that I would say to his face) is that he is by far the most talkative human being I know. I mean like… no inner-monologue-talkative. Like he doesn’t ever shut the hell up about anything. But that actually keeps us all in stitches while he’s on set with us.
Cal Parker had the hugest cum shot ever! This is his masterpiece all over Kyle’s ass.
I would like to share a little something with models who claim that they have a talent or can play a sport when asked. DON’T LIE ABOUT IT. The scene was Kyle Quinn, Ricky Larkin, a new guy named Cal Parker and Cameron Foster. Ricky assured me he could actually play tennis and I can assure you, Helen Keller played better tennis than Ricky Larkin. Put it this way… Ricky was so bad that on our drive down the long ass street that this mansion was on we found some of the balls that had gone astray during their “match.” What the hell happened to him anyways?
A few days later we all went to Cocktails with the Stars in WeHo….there’s Bryce Star on the right.
I love watching grown men play Twister. Alexander Garrett and Mike Rivers among others.