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.

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.

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.

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!

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!)