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Taggers

May 5th, 2003

The moment I step onto the sound stage for Taggers, a new movie from Pacific Sun Entertainment about a gang of youth vandals, director Phil St. John approaches me warmly. “I’m a huge fan of yours,” he smiles. “I love you because everyone hates you. You say the things that no one else says.” … Wow. All I can think is that if everyone hates me, there’s a lot of kiss-asses out there. Ironically, he proceeds to completely trash performers from Billy Brandt to Christian Owen and then asks me kindly not to print a word of it. And I won’t because I’d like to visit a Phil St. John set again in the near future.

St. John is preparing to shoot the movie’s orgy scene today. He refers to it as “the bust-up” scene and tells me it’s a gang term for what I can only assume is group sex. Off the set, a group of seven twink porn sensations hang out and get to know each other before the fucking begins: Brandon Weber, Bobby Golden, Bobby Benson, Court Logan, Cameron Sage, Sean West, Bobby Brennan and Gura. Nearly all of the boys are represented by gay XXX talent agent, Dak King, of Hot Rods Casting, though they all seem to be meeting together for the first time. They all rave to me about King as an agent and how he gets them so much work.

Brandon Weber is the centerpiece of the orgy scene and there’s some confusion as to exactly how the sex will go down. According to Phil St. John, Weber’s agent, Dak King, told him that Weber would be fine performing a double penetration. According to Weber, he was never told and is not prepared to take two cocks up his ass today. (King later told me via phone that he had never okayed a double penetration, so who knows what was up with this?) “You can try, I guess,” Weber says nervously. He then walks up to me, nearly shaking, and whispers into my ear, “You can try to fit that big ass table into that hallway over there, but it just ain’t gonna fit.” Weber tells me that his favorite body part is his cock and we both gush over how hot his scene is in Texas Twinks: Highway Hooky, where he takes a huge, thick load of cum all over his face. “You’re right, that was a really hot scene,” laughed Weber. “That scene wasn’t even planned. We just decided to do it. It’s one of my favorites, I think.” … Truth be told, that movie gave me a huge crush on Brandon Weber and the opportunity to meet the “dirty” boy in the flesh was my main reason for my agreeing to cover the Taggers shoot.

If I’d known Court Logan before meeting him on set, I probably would have had a crush on him too, if it weren’t for the fact that he has a boyfriend. Logan’s dressed in sporty hip-hop clothes to match the gang theme of the movie today, but tells me, “I would normally wear what you’re wearing. That’s so cool. I just wear pajamas everywhere unless I’m shooting.” So, we already have something in common! During his behind-the-scenes video interview for the DVD release of Taggers, Logan claims he’s fulfilled all of his fantasies, he looks for men who look and act like men, and he hates doing these video interviews. St. John hilariously refers to him as “Courtney” throughout the day, even after Cort asks him repeatedly not to do it. The hilarity comes from the fact that St. John isn’t kidding – he just doesn’t remember because he just doesn’t care. At one point, he is screaming for him to gag on Bobby Golden’s cock, “I want to hear gagging sounds, Courtney! Suck it, you fucking pig! Slut boy, take it!” Cort, dick still firmly in cheek, looks at the man like he’s insane and does nothing of the sort.

Bobby Golden’s cock is like the magic wand behind the scenes. Any performer with wood problems can touch it and they’re instantly hard as a rock. It’s like instant Viagra! His dick is without a doubt one of the thickest and lengthiest in porn. Both Court Logan and Brandon Weber spend most of their time trying to deep throat it while getting fucked by someone else in the gang. It looks good in almost anyone’s mouth.

Ex-marine and bisexual film star, Cameron Sage, does most of the fucking, since he’s very heterosexual in his private life and not at all a bottom. Sage looks far bigger than I saw him last. He’s put on a great deal of muscle and has bulked up. It sets well with him. Unless the cameras are rolling, he remains distant from the rest of the players. He doesn’t socialize and is clearly there for one reason only. He wants to get the job done as quickly as possible, which I suppose is kind of hot in a way, if you’re the type who likes straight boys.

Bobby Benson is a new boy on the scene, an Asian kid who is quite possibly the thinnest performer I’ve ever seen in gay porn. Or straight porn for that matter. If you’d like to feast upon a boy’s rib cage, there’s certainly hat for days. Rib cage for days! St. John can’t seem to figure out what to do with him and it’s painfully obvious, making Benson a bit uncomfortable. “Just stand over there and jerk off while you watch them,” St. John finally decides after Benson has tried fucking Logan and getting sucked by another newcomer, Bobby Bronson, who was named just minutes before the scene began shooting, as this is his first movie. There’s so many Bobby’s now it’s hard to keep track. Benson and Bronson (they should make dental floss) spend most of the scene together, both with severely contrasting physical appearances. Bronson is an adorable young, blonde surfer type with a Southern accent to Benson’s super dark hair and oriental features.

Sean West, I had met previously on the set of American Porn Star, just weeks before, where we had flirted openly and left without saying goodbye. I told myself if I ran into him again, maybe it was worth following up on, and of course, only days later, here I am face to face with West again. He’s uncut and he winks a lot and he stumbles on his words when he’s around me. It’s very endearing. His scene is predominantly spent bottoming for Gura, who St. John tells me he’s just crazy about and brought back to the states after filming Foreskin Island. There’s a lot of foreskin in this scene and I don’t doubt a lot of foreskin in St. John’s life.

One thing you can definitely give St. John as a director is his talent for choreographing such an extensive sex scene. He envisions the scene in his mind and then puts each of the performers into place and tells them exactly what to do. Often when a director takes control like this is can come off as contrived or phony. St. John knows what he’s doing and it looks good, probably because it is good.

Court Logan is getting pounded by Cameron Sage while he tries deep-throating Bobby Golden as I quietly sneak off of the set.

Post Script: Dak King tells me that Brandon Weber did not get double penetrated for the scene, but that he did get fucked by two different guys and that he feels it will be one of his hottest scenes to date.

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