It's only appropriate that Day Two started with gaping holes. Of course, I mean doughnuts. A quick trip through Krispy Kreme's drive-thru window netted two dozen of the belt-snappers, and then it was on to the set. As I pulled into the parking space, I felt my car shudder slightly, but I paid it no mind. Again, I was the first to arrive, followed minutes later by one of the owners of the studio.

Everything was still set up from the day before, and a few flipped switches brought back the same lighting set-up. Call time was 9:00am for Jacob Slader, who was first in a succession of eight model glamour layouts that day. The crew arrived, with the owner of the costume shop appearing in person. We listened to stories of wanton sex as one of the models had gone home with DREW WARNER and fucked him all night long, even waking Drew up that morning with a pounding dick in his ass! JACOB SLADER arrived late, but not too bad, and I hurried him into makeup and wardrobe. We had glamour layouts scheduled every hour and a stumble in the schedule could create a disaster. PLUS, Jacob had gotten so worn out from the shooting the day before, that he was the only one who didn't do a cum shot. He would have to recreate his pose and do it after his glamour was done.



Damon, the makeup artist, came to me and said that he had forgotten his powder puff and needed one. I had noticed a Target on the way in and told him I'd run over there with him, as we needed a few supplies for craft services. As I backed out of the parking space, the car hesitated and shuddered, but when I put the lever into Drive, it stopped. I would have to have the car checked out tomorrow, I thought. We got halfway to the store when suddenly, all the lights on my dashboard flashed, and the car died. I tried to restart it without success and coasted onto a side street, parking at a curb shouting obsenities. I called Drew, who came and took us to Target to get the things we needed while I called AAA. A tow truck was on its way. Drew dropped me back off with the wounded metal beast and took Damon back to the set with instructions to give Jacob his check and have himself and ANTHONY DURAN shoot Jacob's cum shot if I wasn't back in time.

The tow truck arrived, and a very nice thin man got out. He gave my car a jump, and it started, but depressing the accelerator only revved the engine. The car wouldn't move. He ended up towing me to a mechanic's garage. Meanwhile, via cell phone, I found out that Jacob had finished his pictures and his pop shot, been paid and left. Anthony was currently shooting EARL "THE DICKSMAN".



At the mechanic's, I suddenly realized that the car was still under warranty, so I called AAA again, and asked them to have the tow truck driver (who was still there) take my car to the nearest Dodge dealer. Another quick call had BOOMASTER the p.a. show up and follow us. I dropped the car off at the service department, and we were back off to the set, where I found that Earl had finished, been paid and was back on his way to Las Vegas. Anthony was now shooting TY HUDSON.



Now, Ty loves the camera, and Anthony said he was the easiest model to shoot, striking pose after pose after pose. Ty kept asking him to take a few more pictures, then a few more in this position, then this. lol. When we were finally finished, Anthony had shot more of him than anyone else. But they did look good. Now, I've mentioned on the site before about Ty's insatiability. And today it was certainly a boon. SEAN STEELE was the next model to pose, and when he needed a "lift", Ty was right there to give him a helping Hoover.



After the shoot, Sean came up to me and asked me to put him and Ty together in a scene sometime, then the two studs cuddled while they looked at their pictures on Anthony's laptop. Sean brought his dog SAM inside, and the little shaggy grey beast had a ball getting petted and exploring the studio.

We sat around chatting and had a rousing lunch of pizza while we waited for CHRIS DANO, who eventually arrived 45 minutes late! Sigh. They wouldn't do this to CHI CHI. But Chris was stunning in his Pharoah costume. He even asked the wardrobe guy if he could buy it for his dance tour.



ANTONIO YORK was next as a Spanish Don. He'd recently had extensive knee surgery and was limited in how he could pose with a bended leg, but Anthony got him in some great positions, nonetheless. And when Antonio needed some assistance, Super Fluffer Hudson came to his aid (as did the wardrobe man!).



NICK MAZZARO (or "The German", as we playfully referred to him) showed up for his layout. While we waited for him to prepare, Damon walked out onto the set. "Are you done with Nick's makeup already?" I asked. "No," Damon said, "he prefers to do his own." Damon went on to explain that he didn't understand Nick's makeup ritual, beginning with a greyish-green base, then applying flesh-colored makeup over it. "But he looks amazing, so who am I to suggest he's doing it incorrectly?" Damon shrugged. P.S. Ty helped Nick out, too.



Even though it was a relatively easy day, we were getting pretty tired. So it was with a sigh of relief when the last model, ANDREW ADDAMS showed up for his layout. He looked magnificent as a vampire.



After the shoot, we began packing up and saying goodbye. Ty offered to take me home, and we loaded up his rental car with everything except the cooler, which Drew had room for. Ty and I were the last to leave, and we saw a little black cocker spaniel running along the sidewalk. Terrified that it would be hit by a car, we followed it into an alley, where Ty was going to try to catch it and find its owner. Unfortunately, the dog ran from him deeper into the alley, and we had no choice but to leave it to its own devices.

After doing two shoots practically back-to-back, I needed a break, so it was a welcome opportunity when my old college pal DEE REZ (who did camera on my very first directing job, LEATHER VIRGIN) called me to say he was visiting Dallas. I grabbed a plane over there for a two-day stay in a fantastic hotel, and we had a lot of fun getting caught up and talking about our college days. After many drinks and a couple of cigars (which I can still taste in my mouth), we closed a bar that night, and our waiter was a hot young man named Nick with a chin goatee who looked a lot like the porn star NICO. I gave him a business card with his tip. Let's see if anything comes to pass.

Oh, and apparently JOSH CARTER got into a car accident on his way to the set. His arm is now in a cast. Get better, Josh.

My car is STILL in the shop (transmission problems), and I have to edit the Vegas video NEVER ENOUGH III for ROD ROCKHARD before I can start on MASQUE, but I am confident that it will turn out to be a really good movie.

JBK