Saturday, March 29, 2008

Birthday Announcement: Lex Sabre

Yes... we get it Lex. You don't need to cover up the "or bottom" part of your shirt. We know you're a top.

Anyway, if you didn't already know, Google.com turned out there lights for the day to commemorate Earth Hour, which is an hour during this day between 8:00 and 9:00 PM where people around the world will be turning out their lights in their respective time zones in efforts of energy conservation.

Well, today is also Lex Sabre's birthday. So, while you turn your lights off, why don't you light a birthday candle for Mr. Sabre?! You might just get lucky: you never know if he'll come over and help you blow it out... if we're not already busy getting hammered at Here Lounge in West Hollywood by then.

Monday, March 24, 2008

The Hookies 2008

When I was younger and growing up in buffer society in the suburbs of the Los Angeles area, there would always be guest speakers coming to my junior high and high school telling all us kids that we shouldn't drink, do drugs, have sex, or party too hearty. But when I ran into one of those guest speakers in the high school restroom one day, the guy gave me a few extra words of advice while I was watching him play with his dick: It may be wise not to drink, do drugs, have pre-marital sex, and all that good stuff, but if you do go down that path, make sure you do it in excess.

This past weekend in West Hollywood was the international escort awards , known famously as The Hookies. Now... what makes The Hookies so special? Well, in New Orleans, we have international parties like this and we call it Southern Decadence. In Berlin, we call it Hustlaball. But what makes The Hookies that much more special isn't the fact that it was the day after Anthony Cortez's [COCKBLOCK] party - though it definitely helped - but the fact that we actual give out giant, sparkly, super gay awards for all this debauchery.

This year, the MC for the event was Johnny McGovern who not only told us how he gave up a free seat on one of Rosie O'Donnell's famous lesbian-family cruises to come to MC for The Hookies, but he gave a charismatic speech as to how we should all be free to hook, to choose to sell ourselves for some good ol' cash, to choose to be raped in a threeway or get pissed on by ten muscular and hung black guys or whatever sinful/sexual act or fetish sex fun we want to get paid for. Well, along with the Gay Pimp, supporters of sex workers in the form of award presenters included Chi Chi LaRue, Bobby Trendy, Angel Benton, Jason Carter and many other local and international sex industry socialites and celebrities.

But of course, this was the kind of award show we liked - it was short! And after drinking our asses off at Rage, our venue for the night, we all hauled ass over to Bobby Trendy's store on La Cienega Blvd. and Melrose to drink even more from the open bar, listen to the hopping female Asian DJ, pull out some cocks, and hump each other on $20,000 beds, $18,000 sofas, and $1500 pillows (like Bobby's motto says: "Overpriced furniture and celebrities love it!"). At one point, even Rupaul came in and posed for photos with everyone (honestly, there were so many cameras that he barely got ten feet pass the door even though he wasn't wearing a wig or dress).

And now for the list of winners:

  • Best Bottom: Jonathan Lowe
  • Biggest Dick: Barrett Long
  • Best Fetish Escort: Diesel Washington,
  • Best Porn Star Escort: Arpad Miklos
  • Most Versatile Escort: Tie between Chase Evans and Kyle Foxxx
  • Sexiest Escort: Tristan Matthews
  • Best Escort Agency: David Forest
  • Best Escort Website: ClubDean.com
  • Best Escort Ad: Two Boys in London
  • Best Top: Luiz Prado
  • Best BodyWorker: Mike (Los Angeles)
  • Best Escort: LondonBoy Pete



There were so many good pictures to choose from that I decided to go the photobucket.com route. Hope this works for y'all. And on a side note... I realize now I should have shaved... hehe.



Thursday, March 20, 2008

Random Rant No.1

I can't go to sleep, for some reason; I just feel very disturbed tonight. Most everyone will probably think this is nothing more than a petty rant on a minor issue, but I still feel the need to say something. I normally believe that people are inherently good, but I've been disappointed so many times that i just feel like I have to say something. So, here's what happened:

I flew into the Los Angeles area earlier tonight from San Francisco and one of the first things I did was go out to West Hollywood to see my friends. I didn't know until I arrived at Here Lounge that Chi Chi was DJ-ing and Brent Everett was showcasing tonight at this week’s Pornstar of the Week event led by Jason Sechrest, both of which were pleasant surprises. It had been a while since I've been to one of Jason's events, and considering I have many friends who not only attend his events, but also many who perform at his events, I was determined to have a good time despite the car trouble I had when I first arrived in LA - to make a long story short, my car battery had died and after an hour of trying to figure out what to do, I decided to take my mother's van. Anyway, so far, none of that is what has been disturbing me since I arrived home from Here Lounge. What's really pissing me off is this issye with how a dumb idiot acted at Here Lounge.

Most people who've been to Pornstar of the Week are familiar with Jason's custom of handing out free adult DVDs to the attendees. Once in a while, I get one, but other times, I don't, and all that's fine. But tonight, when Jason was passing out the last few DVDs while on stage with Chi Chi, he had put one directly in my outstretched hand. When Jason let go and passed out his last DVD, this dumb idiot who didn't get one decided to grab the one that I had in my hand (ergo the IDIOT half of dumb idiot) as it was still outstretched and looked like a possible opportunity for a free adult DVD (the stage was so crowded, I couldn't retract my arm without elbowing someone in the eye... so I didn't). Seeing as I wasn't giving it up just because he was pulling on it, he grabbed on with his other hand as well, and pulled it in toward his chest, making my arm bend over his shoulder saying it was his. The dumb idiot's friend, unsure what to do as we were debating who the DVD belonged to, decided to side with his friend and hesitatingly started to pry my grip on the DVD lightly as his friend kept trying to yank it away (the fact this the dumb idiot had gripped my pinky finger along with the DVD kind of trapped me... which is why I call him a "dumb" idiot).

Now, if the dumb idiot hadn't tried to grab it out of my hand and just asked for it, I would have smiled and said, "Awww... but I wanted it," and I would have done what I normally do in situations like that which is to just hand it over as a gift to be nice since I generally get these kind of things for free whenever I'm asked to review a movie. Normally, it's just no big deal. The issue this time, though, was that this dumb idiot was actually thinking it was okay to steal it from me, which is not okay at all. Jason had put the DVD into my hand, and when he let go, I was the only one holding it; meaning ownership of the property was transferred from him to me physically. And afterwards, when he got away with the DVD, I was ready to let the issue drop... sorta... but I overheard him bragging about it, which is fucked up. Yeah, it sounds like a stupid issue, but there really are legitimate points that I'm trying to make with this story.

Here's what is disturbing me: the guy who sided with his friend when he knew the dumb idiot was wrong in what he was doing. I saw the hesitation on his face, and he when he started to pry my fingers off, he was doing it so gently that basically he wasn't doing much of anything. I only let go because I saw how disturbed he was becoming, and the fact that he was disturbed made me disturbed. I really want to know why he chose to do side with his friend. It was obviously against his true feelings about the issue.

Here's where I'm going with this: for future reference, if you find yourself in a situation like that where you're trying to steal something from someone, don't do it. You put yourself and others in awkward situations, and no matter how you try and spin it, you're doing something wrong. If you're the friend to another dumb idiot in such a setting, then don't encourage your friend when he’s doing something wrong. You should never encourage your friends to cheat, steal, or lie, especially if they’re acting on selfish impulses; you could end up reaping the consequences along with you friend. The fact that they're putting you in a situation like that actually means they're abusing you as a friend; forcing you into a situation where you have to either choose your friendship or the right thing to do is not acceptable behavior. And of course, fighting on their behalf when you know they’re wrong makes you wrong.

Now, I’m not telling you not to help out your friends. You can still be a good friend in these kinds of situations. You’re actually being a better friend by encouraging them to be a better person by standing up to then when they’re being a bully or thief. And don’t take this to mean that you should fight them; just say you think it’s wrong and don’t encourage their deviate behavior, and if they’re PHYSICALLY violating someone else’s rights, go ahead and protect the other person. Just going along with a crime because you’re afraid of disappointing a friend is another form of peer pressure. If you’re an adult, make your own decisions; don’t let people decide things for you.

If you’ve read this, I hope you don’t find this to be nothing but a silly rant, but if you do, you’re welcome to your own opinions. Hopefully I won't feel the need to write any more random rants, but you never know what dumb idiot may cause another incident in the future. Probably the only legitiamte reason why I’m even offering this advice (and it is only advice) - besides the fact that I'm obsessive and filled with too much pride (I'm working on those) - is that I have this hope the friend of the dumb idiot reads this. He was cute after all, and I’m always up for helping out a cute dude with his problems… and possibly the fact that he was cute may have been the reason why I didn’t call security on him and the dumbass idiot... oops, did I say "ass?"

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

And Off to Los Angeles...

I have good news and I have bad news. The good news is that after 54 cumulative hours, a little over a $100, three programs to get rid of viruses, two programs to get rid of adware, and one program to get rid of hijackware, I have fixed my computer. HAH!

The bad news however is that I won't be able to use my computer in San Francisco very much anymore. It's official: I'm heading back to Los Angeles tommorrow, Wednesday, the 19th. What was originally supposed to be a week long trip to San Francisco ended up being an expensive month long alcohol smothered, sleep deprived, sex filled, month long vacation in San Francisco, and I don't want to leave. Besides all the aforementioned sex and alcohol, there are other reasons why I don't want to leave. Well, for one, there's awesome shopping all over the city, and I've only experienced a fraction of it all in the past four weeks. You should see the walk-in closets... plural. Tehre's obviously a lot of space that needs to be filled. The other reason is the rent-free lodging that comes with having a town-house at my disposal. Just look at the view from my bedroom window, one which I don't have to share with any siblings or parents:



And the last reason why I just don't want to leave: the specially made memory-foam/down cushioned mattress with 2000 thread-count pure cotton sheets on the custom modern bed that I had commissioned in my brother's name when he was furnishing the house after my family bought it - if I hadn't picked this bed, he would have bought this gawd-awful flimsy canopy bed for double the cost, and there was no way I was ever gonna sleep in a canopy bed that could fall apart the first night.


I know... I know... I'm a lush. So, who wants to help me ruin the bed before I leave San Francisco? I'm not a slut; I'm a lovable strumpet. Don't look at me like that. Okay, FINE! Technically, I'm also a whore. Satisfied?

Monday, March 17, 2008

Bad Luck...

I think the planets must have been misaligned or something cause I've been having the worst luck lately. First, my computer starts going all wonkey after some stupid trojan viruses downloaded themselves onto my computer. Then some oil splatters when I was cooking dumplings a couple of days ago and causing giant flames to shoot up from the pan... easily managaed and put out with the lid. Then the next day, the fire alarms go off while I was making grilled cheese sandwiches with slices of honey roasted turkey, and now the alarm system won't reset itself. What the hell is going on?

Anyway, I've been cutting down on all the parties and clubbing and all the bars for the past few days because I've been trying to fix my damn computer. Well, I have been going out and playing around with this hot Irish guy, but I've been spending more time at home. I just want my computer fixed damn it. Bah... maybe I should just blow someone from Geek Squad and get them to fiddle around with it... uh... by it, I meant my computer.
Ya nasty!

By the way: HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY! If you don't have any Irish in ya, then I suggest you follow my example and get some in ya soon.

Friday, March 14, 2008

[C|B] Arrested 2 Party: March 21st



I know Brandon Baker and Angel Benton both blogged the ad for the next [COCKBLOCK] party in Los Angeles, but I couldn't hold back with blogging it myself especially since Angel Benton is in the center under West Hollywood Socialite Extrodinaire Jonathan Chang. I love the [COCKBLOCK] parties... probably cause I'm a slut, but more because a lot of my friends usually go. Now, I definitely have a reason to get back to LA from SF before next month. Ummm... Can I have the guy with the 9x6Uncut card? YUM!

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Shop of the Moment: Mr. S Leather



I have numerous friends in the San Francisco Bay Area, but lately, I've been hanging out mostly with Derrick Hanson, who many of you may know from Michael Lucas' La Dolce Vita since he won an award at the GayVNs 2007 for Best Threesome in that particular film. Also, it's quite common knowledge that he's a very active member in the leather community. When I first met him in January of 2007 at Hustlaball, he was wearing a pair of jeans, leather boots, belts and cuffs, and a striking chest harness which contrasted well with his smooth, tanned chest. He's actually trying to grow his chest hair out... but it has been a couple weeks and all he has is about 12 individual hairs... and he's named them all, no matter how invisible they are under normal or lower light.

During the past few days, he's been giving me a quick tour of the leather community. So far, we've been at 440 Castro (formerly known as Daddy's), Powerhouse, the Eagle Tavern, and a few other places. I think that partially, the reason why he's been so willing to go bar hopping from one bar to another (many of which are quite distant from one another) is because he's been sporting a new Vanson's leather biker's jacket that was tailored specifically for him at Mr. S Leather. Click on the photo of him above to enlarge it and see his new jacket.

If you live on the West Coast and are in the leather community, you've probably heard of Mr. S Leather. Lately, I've been going crazy over there, buying things on recommendation from Derrick and the staff. Well, they do carry some of the essentials for just about anyone in the gay adult industry... and I'm specifically talking about boots and underwear. Good boots and a nice jock are a damned hard thing to find, and every gay porn star has a good pair for dancing on stage, and cute underwear are just a given. Anyway, I've found the most perfect boots which just happen to be the exact pair that Derrick had been wearing each time we've been out to the bars: the Corcoran Field II Combat Boots with Side Zip. Basically, you only have to lace it up once you buy it, and never bother with that crap again; just use the zipper on the side.

Besides, the boots, a jock made by Nasty Pig and a pair of briefs also made by Nasty Pig, some jelly cockrings, 50 feet of hemp rope, etc., I've been playing around with all kinds of fun shit at the store. Though they knew I couldn't afford such pricy items like E-stim boxes, violet wands, medical toys, and other fetish toys and fetish wear, the staff and I bonded as they tested out all kinds of things on me, many of which I have pics of, but there's no way you're goning to see a picture of my dick in a CB6000 cage. But I can show you some of the pictures of the staff there.


These two would be Caroline and Matty.


This is Caroline, ringing up an order for this really hot guy... and his girlfriend. I didn't know there were straight people in San Francisco. By the way, Caroline is half Irish and half Chinese. I don't know why I fetl the need to tell you that!


Here's Bradley, who basically acted as my personal shopper when I visited the store on several occasions. He also ended up being one of the people to flog, whip, and paddle my naked ass as I was chained naked to one of the pieces of furniture in the middle of the store.

And here's a video I shot of us playing around with Matty (and no, you don't get to see the video or pictures of me being paddled, flogged, whipped, etc.):



If you haven't guessed... Matty's gay. And I would totally take him into the dressing area and blow the shit out of him if he was a bit more butch... just a bit.
And to visit the website, you can click on the title of this post.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

I'm ConfLused...

Confused (adj): having lost one's bearings; unable to think with clarity or act intelligently.

ConfLused (adj): having been put in a situation where one loses his freaking mind.



So... I'm freaking confLused. Last Friday,I went to the Nob Hill Adult Theatre in San Francisco to see Ricky Sinz and do naughty things like photograph myself sucking his penis (ummm... you can see a picture of that below if you must) before I started barhopping and headed out to see the two Tristans (Tristan Phoenix and Tristan Jaxx). Besides a short photo shoot of Ricky in a shower stall separated from the outside world by window panes, I ended up filming him performing in a that same shower. It was a good night overall filled with a few hundred pictures. Pictures to follow when I finish organizing them.

Anyway, I didn't become confLused until I got home and transferred all the photos and video files to my computer. That's actually when I found out that the 10 minute video of Ricky Sinz showering, talking nasty, jacking off, and smacking his dick around, was a 699 MB QuickTime Movie file. I was hoping to put it onto XTube and embed it into this blog, but XTube only accepts files 50 MB or smaller. I don't really know all this technology stuff... sooo... I don't know what to do. From what I understand, I can do a few things: (1) change the file to a WMV file, and (2) reduce the face of the video - I don't even know if I said that second part right, but the video screen is twice the size of any normal video file I normally see. I'm sure there's other things I could do, but I don't even know how to do the first two things I mentioned.

Until I can figure out what to do with the video, here's a handful or so of all the photos (click on the pictures to enlarge):










I didn't really blow Ricky... I just had the girl he's been fooling around with in San Francisco take a lot of pictures with my mouth on his dick, his dick in my mouth, his dick aiming down my throat, and all that good stuff... and I mean a lot of pictures. I had to prolong the shoot as long as I possibly could... didn't I? Teehee.

Friday, March 7, 2008

Last Night at 440 Castro, SF



After hanging out with Christian Owen on Wednesday night, I was made to promise I would go to 440 Castro for their CDXL Thursday nights to see him and Trystian Sweet go-go dance. It seems that this week is turning out to be a heavy porn star go-go week. Well, the first thing that happened when I walked in was running into Ricky Sinz whose in town filming for Raging Stallions. Of course, he offered to let me film a blog endorsement which is posted further down and on the right. Here are a few pictures from the night:

Ricky Sinz showing off his abs.

Christian Owen and Trystian Sweet

Christian Owen

Trystian Sweet

Ricky Sinz returned to 440 with his friend Honor after bar hopping. He told me after I took a group of photos that he never smiles for photos, so these are somewhat rare.

Now for some short videos I filmed last night:

Ricky Sinz for FranklyGay.com




I know that last video is sideways, but Christian and I realised that last minute. We were using my digital camera to take the video, and since we're not used to using a camera to take videos, we forgot that we weren't supposed to hold it like a camera. Anyway, the next video was taken the right way. There, you get to see Christian get tipped, front and back.



I know this is last minute, but here are some events for tonight and tommorrow:

- Friday, March 7th: GayVN 2008 Winner Ricky Sinz will be performing at 8 PM and 11 PM tonight at Nob Hill Adult Theatre in San Francisco @ 729 Bush St. and Powell.

- Friday, March 7th: Christian Owen will be go-go dancing tonight at Boy Bar in San Francisco at 2369 Market St and Castro (next to the Chevron).

- Friday, March 7th: Boyfriends Tristan Phoenix (Raging Stallions Exclusive) and Tristan Jaxx (Falcon Exclusive) will be go-go dancing at Club Eight in San Francisco at 1151 Folsom St. between 7th and 8th. From what I understand, it's Asian Night.


- Saturday, March 8th: One of Christian Owen's two boyfriends, DJ Lee Decker will be the openning DJ at Adonis
in San Francisco at 550 Barneveld between Oakdale and Industrial. Doors open at 10 PM. Admission is $15 before 11 PM and $20 after.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Damn My Broken iPod...

... damn it to Hell!

Yeah... so... fun stuff this morning! I just got home. I haven't slept since I woke up at 11 AM yesterday (March 4th), and my iPod broke very early this morning and I spent pretty much the whole day trying to correct this injustice that the gods have decided to torture me with. I went to the Apple store in San Francisco at 10 AM this morning - which means I had already been awake for 23 hrs by that point (and alas, I had bid adu to my sanity by that Spring hour) - and after an hour, they finally tell me to sign up for an appointment. So, the earliest time I could fit into todays schedule was at 12:50 PM. What the hell?! An hour and fifty minutes later? Why couldn't we just do it "first cum, first served up in a martini glass" style? Sometimes, corporate America abuses the damned internet to mind-f&%k us!

So, what did I do with that time? I went shopping for new evil toys at Mr. S Leather - which, somehow, has become my local hang out when I'm not doing anything during the day - and I ended up leaving an hour later with a copy of last month's Instigator Magazine (Wot?! I already had this months... teehee). On the up side, I believe I would make a very imaginative and sadistic vengeful god... what, with all the visions of destruction I had racing around in my exhausted brain after what happened with my damn iPod - this would be the third one I've had to replace to this day, by the way. This is why I would never make a good Buddhist no matter how Chinese I am (and yes, I am half Chinese, and no, the other half is neither Caucasian or Japanese).

Anyway, when I get there, I waited again until 1:15 PM, 25 minutes past my appointment time, but luckily I get this really hot guy, and he ends up doing all these tests and stuff that's way beyond my league when it comes to Apple products (I use a PC... I don't care if Mac's are better. I like my computer. It's a Panasonic Toughbook and it's tiny with a DVD player and CD burner that pops up with the mouse pad... If it was an ass, I'd fuck the opening of that drive) and he finally decides to just give me a new one even though my files with Apple apparently were never done correctly. Gawd, I wanna give that hotty a hell of a blow job for making this a helluva lot easier! Thank you Anonymous-guy-whose-name-I've-already-forgotten-even-though-I-wanna-make-you-shoot-your-wad-like-the-volcano-that-destroyed-Pompei! Seriously, this is so not because I'm a slut. I was just excited because I didn't know geeks came in the color of hot with a nice bulge in his jeans... but then again, this is San Francisco!

And that's another crazy sleepless morning in the life of Kyler Coy!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

GayVN Bondage Fun: Tony Buff's Quick Arm Bind

It's crazy how I'm still blogging about the GayVN 2008 weekend, but I am. I don't remember if I blogged about this yet, but after the unofficial after party at Powerhouse, a bunch of us (mr. Pam, Chad Donovan, Rod Barry, Derek da Silva, Antonio Madeira, Tony Buff, FiveStar, Chris Steele, Ross Cannon, and me) headed over to mr. Pam's Playhouse to drink some more, even though most of us were already competely hammered (yes... me...). Anyway, while we were there, Tony Buff displayed for us all how to do a Quick Arm Bind on Derek da Silva, and of course FiveStar. Well, here it is (but before you press play, it would be wise to scroll down to the bottom and pause the Playlist music player):



I am sooooooo hot for Tony Buff. He is basically my ultimate daddy fantasy!!! I would totally be his boy with Derek if he asked.
If you look very closely while Tony is binding Derek's right arm, you can see me for a millisecond drunkenly wiping down the counter in the kitchen and getting ready to take some pictures there. And now for some of those pictures (in chronological order) of the little drunken gathering:


In the center is Derek da Silva. On the right is Tony Buff, and on the left is FiveStar, the lovely person who filmed the video for all of you.

Here, we're in the middle of filming. As you can see, the camera is up on the right.

While the bondage demonstartion is going on, mr. Pam shows off her talents on a banana. To the left is Chad Donovan, and on the right is Antonio Madeira.

mr. Pam get's Antonio's attention.

If you were paying attention to the video, this is where Tony pulls the rope up around Derek's crotch.

Here, Tony narrates as he's about to bring the rope up to Derek's neck.

The last pic.

There are more photos from the night, but I'll spare you Rod's drunken photographs or mr. Pam which he took with my camera. (Seriously, if you saw them, your mind would implode from all the randomness that is Rod Barry's photography skills... or lack of. Luv ya Rob... would love you more if you were gay!)