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Full Throttle Anal

Monday, July 28th, 2003

I drove and I drove and I drove out to the set of Skeeter Kerkove’s latest movie, Full Throttle Anal – namely because I knew that with Skeeter on-hand, it would be worth the drive. Skeeter is a director who makes what he calls “romantic love stories.” The rest of us think of them as down and dirty gonzo flicks that feature some of the hardest hitting, hole pounding, pussy throbbing, dick-hardening anal action of any director out there today. How does he do it? Precisely my reason for going to the set. Well, that and to see one of my favorite straight male performers, Trent Tesoro, at work.

Now before our straight readers get all weirded out, let me clarify that I don’t only like Trent just because I happen to bi and he happens to be the epitome of everything I’ve ever looked for in a casual fuck. I also like him because he gives a good dicking to all of the hottest bitches out there in porn land. If you want to see a scene where a girl get the living hell practically raped out of her, forget the girls and look for a movie with Trent Tesoro in the billing. But don’t just take my word for it. Ask Skeeter! Trent is a regular of his for this sort of sex fare.

As I drive up to the luxurious house, Skeeter along with Sin City’s new publicist (one of my best friends and former porn star), Tina Tyler, immediately approach the car. I can tell from the looks on their faces, it’s not good news. They immediately begin complimenting me on how good I look and how wonderful it is that I made time out of my busy schedule to visit their set. More red flags. I ask, still seated in my car with the engine running, what is the bad news? Skeeter sighs, “I know we told you Trent would be here at 1:00 to shoot his scene, but it doesn’t look like he’s going to be here for another 5 hours. He’s running behind.” In other words, he’s cracked out from partying the night before. I know my Trent and since his recent separation from long-time partner, Ashley Blue, he’s been living the wild life on the arm of a different porn chick every night.

Oh well. I’ve made it this far. Might as well stick around and see what there is to be seen. Turns out, I’m glad I did as I got a first glance at Skeeter’s new movie for Sin City’s hardcore label, Mayhem, a little ditty called, Full Throttle Anal.

Per usual on a Skeeter set, the sex is taking place in the great outdoors with an incredible view behind the performers, these at the moment being Victoria, Chris Mountain, and Mark Wood. I arrive only half-way through the scene so I’m not sure what exactly has gone down before hand, but there definitely seems to be a lull in chemistry. Nothing that good editing can’t solve and the sex is still banging, but to the reporter’s eye something is definitely amiff. Chris Mountain rolls his eyes at Victoria a number of times throughout the shoot and Mark Wood hangs his head like a lost puppy dog most of the time. I get the feeling that Victoria is a woman who, off camera, is not afraid of speaking her mind, making lewd gestures, bodily functions, or being “one of the boys” – something that can sometimes set a male performer off when he’s trying to keep his hard-on and has a fantasy going in his head. None the less, Victoria is the star of this scene hands-down (even if gay guys were buying it – and they do buy a lot of Skeeter’s movies for the straight porn studs – they’d fast forward through this one for lack of beefcake material) and its her right to do whatever the hell she wants on and off camera.

“Full throttle anal!” she screams at Skeeter’s direction, as they fuck her in every hole and every which way.

“Yes!” screams a happy Skeeter Kerkove. “Everybody’s in love now!”

In the end, Chris Mountain has the last laugh. After he and Mark Wood shoot their loads directly into Victoria’s mouth for her to swallow, he does a second pop shot all over her face. “The postman always rings twice!” laughs Mountain. “A true anal fighter cums twice!”

The crew tease Chris Wood and ask him if he could do the same right now. “Could I? Probably,” he shrugs, “but I’ve only got four other scenes to do today, you know?”

Skeeter wants the next scene to be shot in front of a fountain. “I want it turned on,” he says. “Get the romantic water flowing.”

As the crew scrambles to set up for the next scene, I’m introduced to Jay Ashley, who is to do the full throttle anal pounding for the next scene along with Taylor Lynn, although behind the scenes is boyfriend to Sin City contract performer, Aurora Snow. Ashley is full of energy and instantly starts in on a story that he feels compelled to tell me, despite the fact that I am a total stranger. “Dude!” he laughs. “So I was at the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf the other day, right? And I order this drink and it takes like a half an hour for me to actually get it, so I complain, right? And when I get it, the drink it only half full! So she says she’ll fix it and just fills it up with whipped cream and gives it back to me. I’m like, nut-uh! You need to at least stamp my card so that I can get a free coffee next time I’m in her. She says that she can’t do that shit and I ask for the manager and she says the same thing. So I say, ‘Oh really? Well this card here happens to have your corporate number on it. I’ll just call them and see what they have to say!’ So I called them up and left a message, right? And I just got a call back from them saying that not only do I get a free coffee the next time I go in there, but they are getting reprimanded. YEAH!”

Trent Tesoro passes by, finally having arrived on set. He looks at Jay Ashley and then at me, “Roid rage?” he jokes. We all have a good laugh, followed by a good fuck. Not between us, but between Jay Ashley and Taylor Lynn. And speaking of good laughs, Lynn provided comedy for most everyone throughout the day. Clearly, the poor girl did not know what kind of a set she had been booked on. The vinyl outfit complete with dog chain were enough to put her off at first. “It reminds me too much of Pulp Fiction, I don’t like it,” she says, to which Skeeter replies, holding her hands and looking into her eyes, “Love yourself.” She pauses, mouth agape, and says, “Well, I guess its okaaaay.”  But when they ask her to do a “heel-grab blowjob,” she starts to complain. “I don’t do this kind of kinky stuff, I just like sex,” she sighs. Skeeter shows her the position and has her gently lay on her stomach, lift her head, and reach back to grab her heels as Jay sticks his hard cock into her face. “Well,” she sighs. “I guess it’s okaaaaay.”

Half-way through the actual fucking, problems arise again when Jay tells her he’s going o smack her. “Smack me? What?! No! I’m not into – I don’t do… smacking? Smack me where? On my face? … Well, I guess it’s okaaaay.” And another problem solved. Jay is smart enough to cut the next one off at the pass. Instead of telling her he is going to spit on her, he asks her to spit on him. She does and giggles girlishly, giving him the go ahead to do the same to her. The whole thing reads like a lesson on how to convert an innocent to a slut. There’s lots of ass to mouth too, though Skeeter isn’t satisfied that it’s enough. Taylor asks if she really has to do more. “No, it’s fine, let’s just get three more minutes of this with four ass-to-mouth’s and then we’ll pop,” he says.

“Well,” she sighs. “I guess it’s okaaaaay.”

“Honey, I’m kidding,” Skeeter laughs. “You don’t have to do that many. … Three is fine!”

By the end of the scene, she’s a convert. “That was hot!” she laughs. “I’ve never had sex like that!”

Somewhere along the lines, it is mentioned that Jay Ashley and his girlfriend, Aurora Snow, are good friends with now straight male performer, Dick Tracy. Skeeter hears the name mentioned and makes a crack, “Don’t anybody bag on Dick Tracy! He’s a fine performer and he made a very nice gay movie. That was a fine gay gangbang movie he made and he was good in it! Don’t anybody knock him for it! I don’t want to hear anything negative about Dick Tracy and his gay gangbang movie on my set!” An uproar of laughter ensues. (For the record, it wasn’t Tracy getting fucked in the gangbang. And the movie is Duke Miller’s Lumberjack Gangbang, from Big Blue Productions.)

The gay jokes – and they’re friendly gay jokes, nothing offensive – and the teasing continues as Trent Tesoro prepares for his scene with Lauren Phoenix. It’s pretty known amongst industry insiders at this point that I have a schoolgirl like crush on Trent and everyone is calling me his boyfriend on the set. I prefer to be referred to his as his future ex-husband, but whatever. Anyway, he starts his scene and he’s a happy camper. Lauren Phoenix is undoubtedly the hottest girl they’ve shot yet while I’ve been on set. Her body is rockin’ and she is so into Trent, she’s making love to him with her eyes before he even has his dick out. The chemistry is incredible and the two take off like they can’t keep their hands off of each other. He pushes her down on his cock and gags her till her mascara runs. There’s lots of choking and lots of smacking and eventually a good sixty-nine position where Lauren, knowing how kinky Trent can get, takes it a step further into territory no woman on camera has dove before as she begins to lick his asshole. He moans in extreme pleasure as he buries his face in her wet pussy and sucks hard on her clit.

“I am going to cum if we keep going,” says Trent, who requests a food break before the fucking continues. Lauren is directed to say, “Full throttle anal!” at some point during the sex, like all of the girls before her and also continues the trend of taking the guy’s cum in her mouth, swallowing, and then looking directly into the camera’s eye to say, “All gone!”

Clearly, Full Throttle Anal is a movie that will offer something for everyone. It may not be a couple’s movie, but if your spouse rejects it, just tell them Skeeter told you it was a love story!

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