August 26, 2008
Nick Capra
I'm a really big fan of Nick Capra, and he's got a great site called Porn Stud Blog. It's very personal and I have great respect for this beautiful man.
These are such flattering blog posts. Here's a recent post he wrote about me:
Dreams Unwind...Part 2
I dreamt of him last night. The dream was a bit dark and strange..He was so seductive and beguiling. Dressed in a beautiful suit, with his hair all wind blown, and that hypnotic look he seems to always carry in his eyes. He stared intently at me..eyes piercing right through me. He spoke to me in that thick accent that arouses me like nothing else. His lips were set it that perfect pout that has become his trademark, and all I could think about was having them around my cock-all over my body. When he opened his mouth to kiss me there were a pair of tiny fangs. I shrank from him only for a second before he closed in on me. He wrapped himself around me and began to draw the life blood from me. It was better than any orgasm I ever had. It's so strange because I knew he was killing me, or making me a vampire, or something; but I no longer cared. I was completely swept away by the intensity of the moment. The second he pierced through my flesh. That moment when we had become one was all I could think about. I was moaning and moaning as we seemed to fall in luminous flight. Spiraling down, further and further into the tiny death...
I awoke with an erection and a small amount of cum dripping from my cock. Still shaken from the dream. Still hearing Michael's voice, with that thick Russian accent in my head. All I could think was, "Wow, now that would almost be worth dying for!!"
Got up this morning and wrote this about the dream...
He watches through the portals of darkness following your every step,
Can you hear his voice reaching towards you through the night?
Controlling that savage inner rage, he paces his Hunger with accustomed self control,
Finally you meet him; Smiling, beguiling; he exhales crimson breath that leaves you in a trance,
The Horror that awaits you is unfathomable, yet you lie helpless, a victim to his fate,
A pool of mercury fills your veins, leaving you in a utopic state of bliss,
Now you feel the slice of pain through a demons lurid kiss,
Eyes dilate, flutter wildly, as you realize the end is near,
Can you picture what your death looks like through the Mask of Fear?
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We also did a scene together for my upcoming video, Flip This! Here are a few stills of Nick
Posted by Michael at 06:19 PM | Comments (1)
August 25, 2008
Pictures!
I've been really busy over the past few months with various photoshoots, and I've just now had time to catch up sharing some of the shots. Which ones do you like the best?
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August 18, 2008
RECENT REVIEWS!
Here's some of the press that my most recent movies have been getting:
FLATIRON FUCKERS (from HX Magazine, 08/15/2008)
Janice Dickinson Agency model-cum-Lucas exclusive Claudio Martin makes his debut plowing the lovely Zack Randall, who somehow always looks best when on top, riding a big cock. You may recognize 2008 HX Go-Go Boy of the Year nominee Anthony Marks getting dicked down by Michael Lucas himself in the second scene, which features some hot money shots and some intense positions that were hopefully preceded by adequate stretching. Real-life boyfriends Brad Star and Angel Skye, who recalls a swarthier Billy Brandt, enjoy a predictably steamy, spit-slicked pairing, but the best is yet to come when, playing rand moving men, Jason Crew shows Brant Moore how he likes it by fucking himself with his own semi-hard schlong. In the final scene, bent and twisted under Lucas' pile-driving prick, Randall returns with some handsome facial scruff, showing that he may indeed have a fine career after his twink phase has passed.
POUNDING THE PAVEMENT (from xxFactor.com)
Pounding the Pavement is about guys picking up other guys on the street for sex. One of the models in each scene provides a brief introduction. Wolf Hudson, for example, talks about stalking Jimmy Trips until one day Jimmy takes notice and they discover they both want the same thing. What's interesting about this scene is that, if you read porn blogs and magazines, you know that Wolf and Jimmy at the start of their careers presented themselves as straight. Not to get hung up on labels, they give testosterone-drenched performances here with no holding back.
Blu Kennedy and Derrick Hanson are a couple who like to pick up a third every now and then. They pick Rafael Alencar for a rooftop tryst. There' plenty of hard cock to satisfy everyone's oral needs and no ass goes wanting for a tongue to probe it. The fucking begins with Derrick fucking Blu. Rafael spells him on Blu's hole, with Derrick plugging Blu's face and both Derrick and Rafael sharing one of Blu's feet at the same time. Then Blu fucks Derrick. Rafael decides to be creative with his orgasm, piping a line of jism along Blu that begins at his navel and travels down his right leg to the tip of Blu's big toe. Then Rafael laps it all up in the reverse direction, continuing all the way to Blu's lips and eating Blu's and Derrick's spunk while he's at it.
Arpad Mikos describes finally hooking up with Costas Tinopolis, a Turkish guy he's admired on the street and in the subway. There's a lot of kissing in this scene in addition to the sex you expect. As a rule Michael Lucas uses background music sparingly, if at all, during sex scenes. The scenes rarely need it, with the actors providing plenty to listen to. But Arpad and Costas are as quiet as church mice in this scene, which will make you check your sound levels at least once. Only while cumming do they make any noise. Arpad's cumshot, by the way, is tantamount to waterboarding, there's so much jism in Costas' face, eyes, mouth and nose. More hot kissing closes out the scene, showing that Costas suffered no ill effects from the deluge.
Michael Lucas has the seven-year itch and wants to see his boyfriend, Claudio Martin, fuck another guy, so they pick up a twink on the street and bring him home. Kurt Wild is the twink, and he's the perfect foil for two aggressive tops. If you like three-ways, lock the door, turn off your cell phone and hunker down: this is one of the best three-ways of the year. There's nothing unique or out-of-the-ordinary about it, but the chemistry, the photography and the intense sexual energy of all three performers adds up to so much more than the sum of its parts. There's not a wasted second anywhere; not a moment when any of the men looks like he doesn't know what to do. Everyone is hard every minute (which is true of all the models in all the scenes) and there's no doubt that everyone is loving every minute.
That scene was a textbook example of "hard act to follow," but Eric Grant and Jake Starr do a helluva good job. They typify the average guy on the street as far as looks and body go. The action is far from average, however. Starr, when his mouth is not full, keeps up a nonstop flow of "sweet nothings" — naughty talk directly softly at Grant, which I guarantee will have you straining your ears to hear because it is anything but the usual pornspeak. Starr's mouth is as skilled at sucking as it is at talking dirty. Eric's compliance borders on being submissive, but still shows bursts of sexual initiative. There's also plenty of foot worship, including a segment where they lie butt-to-balls with their heads at opposite ends of the bed, jacking each other's cocks and simultaneously sucking each other's toes.
There's only one thing about Pounding the Pavement that gives me a reason to complain, and that's the omission of credits. This is the second Lucas Entertainment film that has lacked credits, and I've inquired about it, but not received an answer yet from the studio. Otherwise, it's a terrific production from start to finish.
Disc #1 of the 2-DVD Director's Extended Edit has the full feature, scene selection and a web link; 174 minutes. Disc #2 has watersports, behind the scenes (don't miss the Kurt Wild interview), previews and a Michael Lucas tribute; 70 minutes.
Order POUNDING THE PAVEMENT here!
FIRED ON THE SET: AUDITIONS 25 (from HX Magazine, 08/15/2008)
It took 25 volumes, but someone finally got fed up with Lucas' armpit and foot fetish! Slim, baby-faced Caleb Cole looks like a promising twink star, while young yet more experienced-looking partner Tucker Forrest looks great slobbering on his 18-year old pole. Too bad that, in response to Lucas' off-state direction, Caleb draws the line at toe-sucking and pit-licking, a hang-up that Lucas can't seem to fathom. So after he's asked to pack up and go, the cameraman leaves the camera running on the bedside table so as to capture Caleb's bitching and moaning as he collects his belongings -- it's priceless! Luckily, Tucker Forrest gets a second chance at porno stardom in the next scene opposite punky Jason White, who's all about Tucker's pierced cock and wet mouth. Oh, and there's other, hotter pairings with much less drama like lean, mean Sean Preston with yummy Mike Adams, jocky Ago Viara with thuggy Joe Strong, and furry Marco Rodriguez with chocolate-sweet Eddie Diaz--none of whom have any problem with the sucking, 69-ing, pit-licking, toe-sucking, ass-eating and fucking format.
Posted by Michael at 04:31 PM | Comments (1)
August 15, 2008
Georgia on My Mind
Despite the collapse of the Soviet Union, Russian governmental figures perpetuated the attitude that all roads must lead to Moscow and if they don’t, we’ll force them to. This attitude has been sickeningly on display during Russia’s recent squashing of Georgia.
For centuries, Georgians, though having a distinct culture, were subjected to Russian oppression. When the Soviet Union collapsed, and Georgia subsequently became an independent nation, Russian nationalists were incensed. In their hearts, Russian nationalists can only be happy when the populace is so green puking drunk on vodka that it doesn’t notice that the power-crazed, egotistical, totalitarian monsters in the government are controlling whatever money the economy generates.
As Russia’s oil wealth accumulated over the last decade, its nationalist political schemers worked on humiliating Georgia. Georgia has a reputation for producing fine wines, and Russia had been the largest market for them. But then, Russia outlawed the importation of Georgian wines, and increased the pressure by arbitrarily raising the price of its oil sold to Georgia. Then, in the wake of the economic misery it had orchestrated, Russia offered Russian passports to the people of South Ossetia. In desperate straits, the people in South Ossetia accepted those Russian passports, and Russia started claiming that those in South Ossetia were “its” people.
There are grey areas in the whole argument, I know. But, basically, Russia economically manipulated the situation to destabilize Georgia, with the aim of accumulating geopolitical power for itself. The Georgians did not want to be sacrificed to that manipulation . . . they saw that Russia was through economic means seeking to gradually erase their country as an independent, democratic entity, and they took steps to stop Russia.
Russia used those steps as a pretext for smashing Georgia’s infrastructure and using overwhelming force even on non-military targets, killing thousands of civilians and injuring many more.
That is why I am so proud of America for taking serious steps to protect Georgia. As Condoleezza Rice said, “This is not 1968 and the invasion of Czechoslovakia, where Russia can threaten its neighbors, occupy a capital, overthrow a government, and get away with it.” I didn’t necessarily expect this strong stand from the United States, but I am very pleased to see it.
The song “Georgia on my Mind” was written by Hoagy Carmichael. And this is Michael Lucas, proud to be sticking up for that Georgia over there, along with my country, the U.S. of A. against the vodka-swilling goons in Moscow.
Posted by Michael at 06:29 PM | Comments (9)
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