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July 31, 2008
Flip This! Day 2
Hey guys -- more hot pics of our models from Flip This!
Jason Crew
Danny Delta
Posted by Michael at 07:41 PM | Comments (0)
July 30, 2008
Flip This! Day 1
Hey guys -- we're busing filming down here in Atlanta, but here are a couple of shots of the guys in the first scene: Jason Sparks and Jacob Samson!
Jason Sparks
Jacob Samson
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July 29, 2008
[LUCAS PR] LUCAS ENTERTAINMENT INSTITUTES NEW TRAVEL POLICY FOR MODELS
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
New York, NY (July 29, 2008) -- Starting with its September 2008 blockbuster, Lucas Entertainment will institute a new travel policy, whereby all models needing transportation for a production are required to purchase flight tickets with their own money, and will then be reimbursed by Lucas Entertainment upon arrival in New York City. This decision was made following a disgraceful number of models not showing up for their flights for the company’s current shoot, “Flip This!” now filming in Atlanta, Georgia.
Lucas Entertainment President and CEO Michael Lucas said, “We are currently in production in Atlanta, and three models did not show up. These tickets were non-refundable and non-transferable, causing us to lose money, on top of precious time for filming. We are not interested in giving irresponsible models a second chance. If a model does not have the money or a credit card to fly to New York with, this as a red flag that the individual is reckless and therefore not particularly likely to show up. This is a person I wouldn’t want to work with.
“In our case, one model did not arrive at the airport on time. Another model was suddenly sick an hour before their flight’s departure time, and a third simply did not board their plane and failed to notify the crew that they would not attend the shoot.”
Delays like this cause numerous organizational headaches for the crew. Other, more responsible models are left feeling frustrated, sometimes waiting up to a full day before a replacement can be found. Over the course of its ten-year history, Lucas Entertainment has lost tens of thousands of dollars in missed flights.
This decision will hopefully persuade models to become more responsible for their actions. Lucas Entertainment also encourages other studios to adopt similar policies. We all know how expensive a day of production costs. A shoot should not be ruined by people who don’t care.
Posted by Michael at 11:26 AM | Comments (3)
July 28, 2008
FIGURES HE'S ON THE COVER...
Recently, I received the latest issue of BUTT Magazine (#23) in the mail. On the cover is a disgusting picture of Slava Mogutin, who performed in three of my films under the name Tom International. The Butt magazine cover shows Slava’s finger probing his nose in search of boogers. But I’m not writing this blog entry because of that ugly picture. I’m writing because of the way Mogutin refers to me in the article. When asked how he wound up in my Fire Island Cruising videos, he says:
“Well, Michael Lucas lived around the corner from me and he would always be bothering me to appear in his movies.”
Truth to tell, Slava Mogutin and I were quite close friends. But I ended that friendship after realizing that Slava is probably the most selfish, self-centered person I’ve ever met. Not that I make friends in order to be able to rely on them in a difficult moment. I make friends to share moments of happiness and to have a good time.
I met Slava in the winter of 1997. I had just moved to New York. He had received asylum in the U.S. about one year before that. The asylum status had been arranged for him by Robert, his American boyfriend of many years standing. I probably shouldn’t be complaining, because Robert, just like me, is referred to as “this guy,” in the Butt article. Robert was wonderful to Slava. He got him his American residency, staying by Slava’s side through all the difficulties he experienced in Soviet Russia. Robert was paying Slava’s living expenses and also paying for the production and distribution of his “art.” Mainly, that “art” was cheesy and narcissistic autobiographical novels. So I guess I have no right to complain, given that Robert dedicated part of his life to Slava, while I was just a good friend who was always happy to help.
Robert was disposed of shortly after I met Slava, and had found him an apartment in the same building where I lived, something I never derived any pleasure from, and did mostly as a friend, since Mogutin was a lousy performer, who could never keep a hard on. He always demanded to be a top, but always ended up bottoming. He had no energy and was quiet, as if he were knitting something instead of fucking. Yet, his hustler business thrived after he appeared in my movies. So no, I did not bother Slava to be in my films. It was the other way around. I also lent money to my "friend" countless times. But I got a firm no when asked for a return favor. In fact, he said, "Yes, Michael, you've lent me money many times, but that doesn't mean I have to lend you money."
I ended our relationship when I was leaving for a performance in Florida and asked Slava to take my dog for a walk, which he told me he absolutely could not do, since he was incredibly busy that day. I didn't need a friend who doesn't have fifteen minutes for me when I need them most. I’ll add that I was also bothered by Slava’s soft spot for Nazis and their uniforms.
At the same time, I do realize why I was friends with Slava. He has a great sense of humor, which I always appreciate. He can be interesting, and he's definitely creative. We both left Soviet Russia for Capitalist America, and we both fell in love with New York. But the way he was going through life, disposing of people after he was through with them, was simply too much to witness.
That’s what “this guy” Michael Lucas has to say for the Russian "artist" Slava Mogutin.
Posted by Michael at 05:32 PM | Comments (1)
July 25, 2008
Porn Up! and Macho Magazines
My friends at Bruno Gmunder recently featured me on the cover of Macho (August/September 2008). Here is the cover, along with pictures and an interview:
Also, be sure to pick up a copy of Porn Up! #5. It's an issued devoted to Lucas Entertainment, and features the hottest scenes from Michael Lucas' The Bigger the Better, Michael Lucas' La Dolce Vita, Ray Star Bottoms: Auditions 24, The Intern, Encounters 5, and Cruising Budapest VI: Brian Bodine!
Both magazines will soon be available at LucasEntertainment.com!
Posted by Michael at 04:58 PM | Comments (2)
July 24, 2008
FLATIRON FUCKERS on ManNet.com
A DVD Review by Bo Champion ( http://www.ManNet.com )
*** Highly, Highly Recommended ***
"Flatiron Fuckers" (Lucas Entertainment)
Director: Michael Lucas
Director: Mr. Pam
C-A-S-T
Claudio Martin
Zack Randall
Brad Star
Angel Skye
Jason Crew
Brant Moore
Michael Lucas
Anthony Marks
For those not familiar with the intimacies of the Manhattan neighborhood grid, the "flatiron" in the title of this movie identifies both a landmark building, and the surrounding downtown area, where the movie ostensibly takes place -- it does not refer to toys that are used in the production. The neighborhood gets short shrift in the opening credits, and then we are treated to a major cum-filled festival with an astoundingly compatible cast.
The exotically handsome Claudio Martin cruises and picks up the nerdish Zack Randall on the street in the first scene, an exposition of both how to make it with a total stranger and how Zack can rightly take claim to being the chameleon of gay porn. A veteran since his cutesy-pie post-puberty days, Zack can change his look in an instant with a hair style or a pair of nerdy glasses, but once he finds his target (cock, mouth, ass) with his mouth, he becomes lothario incarnate. Here he and Claudio rush to an apartment and lip-lock and strip within seconds, the dashing Claudio's major chubber serviced lovingly by Zack before the Latin fireball goes down to sample this school lad's honker. A hungry deep-throater with a gorgeous black mane, he pulls Zack to the floor for a torrid 69 that is interspersed with loving kisses and wanton abandonment. Each man is presented with a hairy hole and butt to munch on, and the camerawork does incessant justice to their worshipping techniques -- they are blessed with look-alike cocks, crotches and bodies, and this underscores the eroticism charging through the action. It might not seem possible, but when Claudio goes in for the dessert -- a feisty butt-munching -- the heat escalates and spills over as he impales Zack on his cock, slipping it in doggy before rolling him up to sit on it so they can kiss their way through a steamy fuck. Claudio rolls Zack on his back into an armchair and spears him again, nibbling on toes along the way, then slips into the chair and lets Zack mount rodeo and stuffs him until Zack jerks his load. Quickly dismounting, Zack moves his mouth to his new lover's red-swollen cockhead and sticks out his tongue, waiting for the juice, which spurts and jerks all over his tongue. He then goes half-way down the rod to clean it and snowballs Claudio.
In a hotel room, Michael Lucas is already midway through seducing Anthony Marks, a hunky, tastefully tattooed specimen of masculinity with delightful curly bangs who needs very little prompting to attack Michael's crotch, wherein he uncovers the monster pole that is going to make his day. Lovingly sucking it, Anthony is at Michael's mercy throughout even when Michael is sucking his very pretty cock, an action which kicks off a sensuous 69 session. Each man is coated with some fuzz, which accentuates how similar they are built. Michael knows what Anthony really wants, however, and soon spreads him on his belly and slips it in, slowly, assertively, lovingly, all filmed from behind as Michael soon helps Anthony up to his knees for some more exercise. Then Michael leans back, and never taking out his cock, fucks Anthony flat (nice mutual toe-sucking here) before pulling him up to ride cowboy, then rolls on his back and arches Anthony upwards for more vertical piston-pounding. The variations continue from there, too numerous to detail, before Anthony winds up spread-eagled to shoot a load over his chest and partially into his mouth which Michael then feeds to him. Michael whips off his condom, snowballs with Anthony, and pulls his cock off to a typically gooey climax as Anthony slides down to take some into his mouth, lick up some from his abs, and then cleans all the cum off including between the foreskin and shaft. This man is a star in the making.
Formerly considered simply trade, beefy puppy Brad Star now has a real life boyfriend according to the liner notes, Angel Skye, a heavily tattooed post-twink sex machine who acts as the photographer to Brad's fashion model in the park before they make it to the studio. There the kissing quickly leads to Angel's fat cock being gorged by Brad, who is very good at what he does and then shares his own considerable honker with Angel who then takes delight in munching on Brad's pretty fabulous ass, interspersed with what now is a Michael Lucas ust-have toe-munching. In a major surprise, Angel then spreads his lover's legs and plunges his cock into that once very virgin ass, and we are treated to a bit of incongruity here, the lighter, smaller and slightly skaterized Angel pounding the beefy Brad in the noisiest sequence in the flick thus far. Not content with splitting him horizontally, Angel then fucks him in a standing doggy before Brad moves to a cowboy position, the camera catches this in a somewhat tongue-in-cheek way for those who are not used to seeing Brad bottom because you know it's him by the trademark star tats on either side of his groin. Completely rocked, Brad has to cum and he stands to feed his whole load directly into his lover's open mouth. Angel then splashes Brad's cheek with his own juice and licks it all off.
The formerly adorable and how just plain stunningly handsome Jason Crew and the currently adorable (and stunningly handsome) Brant Moore appear to be moving furniture, but that's just a prelude to a kiss, and lots more kissing. In keeping with the theme where the couples resemble each other, Michael Lucas has paired two lanky, slightly tattooed street types who are simply sex pigs. There is a great deal of slobbering here before Brant drops down to suck Jason's long driver. Jason then leans back on the desk and elongates his cock to try to fuck himself as Brant lubes his ass with tons of saliva. Mission accomplished, they lock lips and bodies again and the clothes go flying as Jason throws Brant on the desk and fills his butt with his spit and tongue before plunging his pole into a happy-to-be-serviced hole with moans and cries of pleasure echoing off the walls. They pull out a black double-dildo for a back-to-back lugging before Jason gets down on his knees to welcome Brant up his chute before they switch positions with curling up ass-over-teakettle to receive Jason's spear again and to shoot his own load into his own mouth. Jason pulls out and aims his cum for Brant's mouth and scores a direct hit, and Brant reaches up like a chick seeking more from its mother and takes the cock into his mouth to clean it up.
The final scene ties this brilliantly conceived and executed flick together because we have Zack Randall shedding his nerd look so that he looks like a younger version of the man who has locked him in his grip: Michael Lucas. This cozy, but lust-filled, episode follows most of the high notes that the previous scenes hit, but there is a comfort level here between two consummate professionals who know how to excite a man and be excited in return. Ever the top, Michael has a wonderful time with Zack's lovely ass just as each of them delight in their loving adoration of each other's cocks. But what seals the deal for this scene, and ties the whole film together, is the ultimate rockabilly fucking Michael gives Zack who strides his hips facing Michael until it's time to spill the seed. Michael thrusts up and Zack shoots all over Michael chest, then licks some of it and scoops a little up and kisses Michael. Zack then grabs Michael's fat cock and joins it with his and goes down on both before slipping downward and helping him blow a major load, which Zack licks, kisses, eats and then cleans off completely before moving upward for a good night snowball.
This one is a keeper.
A DVD Review by Bo Champion ( http://www.ManNet.com )
*** Highly, Highly Recommended ***
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July 23, 2008
I'm a "Gay Porn Power Player"
I'm pleased to say (although not really surprised) that Cybersocket listed me as a Gay Porn Power Player in their July 2008 issue. Ben Andrews also weighs in on what he likes most about sex, and the entire article can be read here.
Also, Mikey Skee listed LucasBlog.com as one of the "Best Porn Star Blogs." His article can be read here.
Posted by Michael at 03:58 PM | Comments (0)
July 22, 2008
Israel & NY Pride
New York celebrated Gay Pride a few weeks ago, and I was happy to see a contingent of Israelis marching in the parade. Lots of New Yorkers were cheering for hot Israeli men (and women). Just another example of something you'd never see in the streets of Cairo or Riyadh.
Posted by Michael at 06:07 PM | Comments (2)
July 21, 2008
Lake Como
I recently took a much-needed break and traveled to Lake Como, Italy, with my boyfriend Richard. It was great to escape New York for a bit, and I hope you enjoy the pictures!
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July 11, 2008
Swallow with Pride: Ray Randolf & Divko
Hunky Ray Randolf and svelte Divko explore each other’s lips and bodies with their tongues, giving special attention to their armpits. Ray licks his way down until his mouth is wrapped around Divko’s cock before standing up to let Divko go at his big meat. He straddles Divko’s face and humps away as he goes back to sucking Divko's cock. He continues down to Divko’s smooth hole and slobbers all over it and stretching it out with his fingers. After the warmup, he plunges his big dick into the tight boyhole. Divko's sphincter is stretched to its limits until Ray pulls out to blow his load in Divko’s waiting mouth, causing him to spray his own load all over himself!
Members can watch the scene right now here only at LucasEntertainment.com!
WATCH THE XXX TRAILER HERE!
Posted by Michael at 05:40 PM | Comments (0)
July 10, 2008
Swallowing: An Interview with JC Adams
I recently spoke with JC Adams at Gay Porn Times about the controversy surrounding cum eating, which is also the main feature of my next movie, Swallow with Pride. I don't know why this is such a big deal (check out my blog post from over TWO YEARS AGO here), but I was happy to share my thoughts on the issue:
Michael Lucas on Swallowing and “Sterile Sex” Onscreen
"I spoke to performer, director and Lucas Entertainment CEO Michael Lucas yesterday about his forthcoming fuck flick SWALLOW WITH PRIDE. Quite a provocative title in these topsy-turvy times, eh? Falcon Studios recently announced they will back away from cum-eating following the heat they took for the controversial act in FLEET WEEK and other recent films; Chi Chi LaRue has announced likewise. Several years ago, Blue Blake and Gino Colbert caused a stir when they openly advertised cum-eating as a point of interest for their new flicks. Since then the porn biz has, once again, divided into two camps: Those who allow performers to swallow semen, and those who decidedly do not. SWALLOW WITH PRIDE was filmed overseas with an Eastern European cast, and features “a lot of watersports action and mouth cumshots,” Mr. Lucas tells me. The title was “not a provocation, but to the point. I’m not interested in provoking anyone—I’m interested in exciting people.”
Mr. Lucas is unaware of any industry debate over the issue. “But let me tell you,” he says, “I’m not really afraid of receiving any of this ‘heat’ from the industry. I am interested only in the opinion of my customers and my own beliefs, which are at total peace with the issue. I am not a schoolboy and don’t worry about negative reactions.”
Indeed, he blogged about it two years ago, in response to a fan’s concern about cum-eating in his films. Mr. Lucas articulated his stance on this issue, which hasn’t changed (click here for the full entry): “Let me be very clear: Whenever two adults engage in sex, there is always a risk involved. It’s not just about contracting HIV. It is about contracting many other sexually transmitted diseases which are much easier to get. One should always decide where to draw the line. Some say that technically you can get HIV just by kissing. Let’s imagine that both partners just flossed before or have some kind of mouth wounds. Should I just put a condom all over their face and body? How sterile should sex be?”
That’s the question we face: In the business of erotic fantasy, are we now at risk of producing sterile onscreen sex? Where should gay porn producers draw the line?
“I believe that what I am doing is the right thing and that I am not harming anybody,” Mr. Lucas told me and points out that he has researched the issue and spoken to HIV specialists about the risks involved. “I have always had optional cum-eating in my films. As long as a guy is willing to do so, he is welcome to take cum in his mouth.”
He reiterates that he is HIV negative himself, someone “who’s had a good share of sex with multiple partners and I knew that at least a quarter of them were HIV-positive. I never discriminated against anyone. I used condoms with partners that were HIV-negative and -positive. I didn’t change my behavior in any way.”
Mr. Lucas has no issue with colleagues who take a opposite stance on the issue. “I very much respect the opinions of other people, and I think they should stick to those opinions, so they will be at peace with themselves, just as I am with myself.”
If a model chooses to take cum in his mouth during a scene, Mr. Lucas advises them to avoid brushing or flossing their teeth for at least an hour before filming, and to use mouthwash instead. “Saliva has strong enzymes which may protect against HIV, and the skin in one’s mouth is much thicker than that in one’s anus, which makes it more resilient,” he says.
Thoughts? Where does gay adult draw the line before the onscreen sex fantasies they produce become too sterile?"
Posted by Michael at 05:03 PM | Comments (2)
Fired on the Set: Ago & Joe
These two jump right to business as hunky jock Ago Viara undoes Latin thug Joe Strong's pants and sucks his big uncut cock right down to the balls. They kiss and lick each other's chests and armpits, working their way down until they're engaged in a hot 69. Joe spreads Ago's legs and spits on his hole before opening him up with his fingers and tongue. Ago takes Joe's cock doggy-style but flips over to continue the ramming while he cums on his own chest and hungrily eats it. Hungry for more, he sucks Joe's cock until he blows his load on his face and licks it clean.
Members can watch the scene right now here only at LucasEntertainment.com!
Posted by Michael at 04:38 PM | Comments (2)
July 09, 2008
Gay Krant Magazine -- I'm on the Cover!
I'm featured on the cover and in an article of the July 2008 issue of Gay Krant, a leading Dutch gay publication. The article discusses my rise to fame, and a full translation will follow shortly.
Posted by Michael at 03:05 PM | Comments (6)
July 07, 2008
HX Column: Cock in Your Tail, Anyone?
If we lived in a saner world, I could say I’m a teetotaler without most people thinking that means I take crystal. Still, those who know me as a non-drinker might be very surprised to learn that in my Lucas Entertainment films, I have made some profound uses of ultra-premium wines. One actor turned in an especially sizzling performance after doing a deep enema with a bottle of Chateau Margaux 1959. It was a hot, wet year at the Chateau and the perfect balance of berry notes, tannins and light oak get an evening going like nothing else, except, perhaps, a bottle of Romanée-Conti. So sophisticated am I in my enological preferences that what I love most is when the terroir gives a wine a taste like freshly-fucked ass. If you can’t tell I’m pulling your leg, then you better have a hot body because you’re not likely to get dates with your intelligence.
In New York, we associate prolonged drinking with sights such as a fat-caboose drag queen passed out face first across a mahogany bar with the frills of her petticoats in shocking disarray around her imperfectly waxed buttocks. Yet in my native Russia, you will not see anything so classy associated with drinking and drunks. The disgusting bloated red-and-blue faced men I saw staggering and puking in public when I was growing up in the land of Tchaikovsky, Tolstoy, vodka and more vodka might as well have had “Cirrhosis” signs hanging off their necks. That isn’t even mentioning that my beloved choke barf Russia is the motherland of the Molotov cocktail.
Given that drinking too much gives men slurred speech and limp dicks, I don’t understand why so many cocktails have sexually evocative names. There’s the Orgasm cocktail made with Bailey’s, Kahlua and Amaretto. That outrages me, because the best recipe for an orgasm is one part hard hairy dick, one part tight butthole and several thousand pelvic thrusts. As for that concoction with crème de cacao and cherry liquor with a maraschino cherry on top; they call it an Angel’s Tit but I say angel’s tit my ass. The Fuzzy Navel, The Slammer, The Sex on the Beach, The Hairy Virgin, The Pink Lady; these are all examples of gross cocktails that have corrupted beautiful words and names normally associated with filthy dirty wonderful perverted sex acts.
In this space, I had thought to say that I don’t mind other men drinking if a guy can hold his liquor. But to tell you the truth, it’s much better if instead of holding his liquor, a man deploys it to advantage in a soaking wet watersports scene. What is the use of drinking a Bellini, a Cosmopolitan, an Appletini or any of those other brightly colored cheap fairy drinks they serve at gay bars if afterwards you aren’t going to plug your hose down a throat and let her rip?
In closing, I’m going to state that for me, all of the cultural glory associated with drinking and cocktails is summed up in the name of the signature drink of Quark’s Bar & Restaurant at the Las Vegas Hilton. Made with gin, rum, vodka, blue Curaçao and God knows what else, it is called Adios Motherfucker.
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