Howdy folks,
‘Sup?
Jcock back at ya again, mostly because ive been away the last week and a bit up vegas way. Visiting some friends and doing some work in the nevada heat is always a riot of fun.
Chilling at the tables at Hooters casino, just off strip with a couple of my male co-star buddies, i won out a thousand dollars on craps. BAM! thats how you play.
What does one do in vegas? Well, theres a bunch of things you could do. I personally work on a few movies on the side for 3 days, then the rest is spent drinking and gambling.
Most of the great places on the strip are well inside the casinos. Staying at hooters, i tend to walk across to New York New York casino and drink at the irish bar there. Its a great place to grab a brewskie and listen to the live bands about, while talking to the pretty ladies from all around the world.
Topping the night off with In-N-Out burger makes the night complete, chowing down on a double double and a coke.
Eating and drinking non stop is a given when in vegas, but honestly, its worth the intensive workouts to get back on track again. Excess has its advantages.
The current flick i was working on was HONK-O-RAMA with one of my favourite starlets Joanna Banana. Funny name for a serious actress. One of those silly fetish ones, but hey, they pay the way through vegas town.
I hooked up with a bunch of friends for a day, just doing layabout stuff and drinking by the poolside. Some great people i met when i was first starting out in the industry that have since quit. My friend Rob, who was a cameraman on a bunch of my earlier works was there, giving me the low on whats happening in vegasville in the mainstream industry. Good thing too as he mentioned a film that i told my agent to get me an audition for.
I got back yesterday to do another film. Back to back can have its drawbacks with a male performer. Mostly because you have to rehydrate and keep the bodily fluids up. Sadly, casual hookups are allowed in my line of work as a personal rule. Its only because id have to work extra for less cash.
Face it, if you’re going to screw, might as well get paid doing it.
Back at home in sunny LA, with the second film in the valley. The seedy parts are the fun ones, but it was for some hick company for online distribution. I can say whatever i want about them being that their contracts didnt extend to online forums, but as a matter of personal professionalism, i wont talk about them.
They paired me up with this hideous wannabe that couldnt act, got all her movements wrong and any lines she had, she screwed up. Bus stop chicks need not apply in this industry anymore.
Further proof that sex doesnt always sell.
My job was the easiest part. I hit my marks, did my thing and that was it, but this girl forgot to mention something. That she was a squirter. For those that dont know (or doubt the existence), a squirter is a woman that can manipulate her orgasm to release fluid ejaculant. That technical enough for ya?
No one told me, i dont even think the director knew, but BAM RIGHT IN MY EYES. That stuff burned. Water, it was not. But hang on, this didnt smell like any regular squirt. OH. MY. GOD. She pee’d on me.
Holy crap i was pissed. I didnt sign up for that kind of film and i sure as hell wouldnt start right now. I had to clean up and clock out because i was done. The nerve of this woman and the director for not advising me on this arrangement had me fuming. Professionalism was about to go out the door until i heard back from my agent for a REAL film which calmed me down. I gave the director a piece of my mind and finished my scene and got the hell out of there.
Good luck to them, i say. Only because they’re going to need it. And me, being the whore that i am, will go where the money is.
Anywhoo, just thought i’d keep up and advise you all on what the jizz is about around here.
Jcock signing out.
JC