Back from the land of Doom and Gloom

You are all officially invited to The Miss Loca-Motion Pagaent 2009 tomorrow night at the DEPOT bar.

It's going to be a fun and crazy amateur drag contest benefiting The Wellness Center of South Florida. Oh... and I'm going to be one of the Special Guest Judges (Lord help me!). So come out and show your support!

See you all there at 9:00pm tomorrow night!

On the personal side of things...
I'm scrambling to try to put my life together... Filing for unemployment, checking on my 401K and ESOP money, finding out about health insurance, updating my resume and building a online website of my portfolio, emailing the porn companies and trying to get some more work with them and looking into starting my own at-home web porn company. GOD it's a lot of work!!!

Truth be told... I had a minor melt down last night and was briefly sucked down into the "woe is me land" of doom and gloom. But I smacked myself in the face, got my shit together, and I'm back on track again this morning.

Thanks for sticking with me you guys! I'm finally going to post some photos from my trip tomorrow. I was lucky enough to get some cool shots with a couple of well-known celebrities and I'll also post some photos of me where I'm high as a kite! (Don't worry... I'm not about to go tarnishing my squeaky clean image. LOL)

When life hands you lemons...

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Welcome to the ranks of the unemployed

It happened yesterday. I can't say I was surprised. I can't say I'm happy. After 19 years with my company I got canned. Talk about having the rug pulled out from under your feet.

So what do I do now? I've already started looking for a new job and putting my online portfolio together. Jobs are scarce and applicants are abundant. In the mean time I have bills. Lots, and lots of bills. Like most Americans I have no savings. I live... lived paycheck to paycheck. That means I'm about one from complete financial catastrophe.

I went ahead and kept my appointment to finish most of the work on the lower part of my new sleeve. It really came AWESOME and I have to say the pain was not so bad this time. Probably because I had just gotten the phone call about being let go right before he started work on it and I was still numb.

I'm putting all my efforts into getting more work now. Sending emails to whatever connections I have. Talking to friends about the possibility of some new ventures. So, I can't say that I'm panicking yet. I should have moved on from my old, "stable" job years ago, but fear held me back. Every year it got worse and worse and the people I was surrounded by got more bitter and horrible to work with. It got to the point where I made my own little bubble to protect myself from them and their negativity. That's no way to live. I really do believe that this was meant to happen. That it will take me to the next level in my life. New doors will open and I will be happier than I have ever been. I just have to not let fear hold me back. Right now I feel ungrounded. But you have to be ungrounded if you want to fly. I'm ready to fly!

Cumming home

After a week of HOT sex I got home yesterday and was forced to take matters into my own hands. My libido is in overdrive right now. I usually cum at least 5 times a day. 8 times on the weekends. Is that normal? Hell, I don't care... it works for me!

Here is a little video of load number 3 yesterday taken after I got home from my night at Newark airport. Remember, I'm taking this with my iPhone and I do the best I can. I usually set it down, press record, and go to work. I tried something different this time. I think I like it... feels more like you're really there instead of just peeping from the sidelines.

A for the end of my trip... We got bumped up to first class for the 2 1/2 hour flight back home. Of course, it was 6:30am and I was tired and stinky from a long night of trying to sleep on the airport floor. No one else ordered a Mimosa or Bloody Mary and I didn't want to be the lone alcoholic. But the OJ was fresh, the croissant was warm, and the seat was comfortable; so no complaints here.

I'll post same photos from my P-town trip as soon as I download them from my camera and phone. I even have a photo of my good friend Conner Habib and a hottie he was hanging with when I unexpectedly ran into him walking down the street.

Time for a change?
I went back to work today to find signs that my "real job" may be coming to an end, VERY shortly, after 18 years. I'm thinking that it may be the right time to start up a pay site with original content. What do you guys think?

Heading home! Umm... Never mind

Here's a video of Joe (usually referred to as "the ex") and I on the water taxi to the Boston airport. Vacation time is officially over. But that's ok. I had a GREAT week and I'm ready to get home to my puppy and my birds.

Unfortunately, Hurricaine Bill has another idea in mind for me. I was bumped off my first flight and I've been delayed for 8 hours already. at least I finally made it to Newark airport... Where I'm going to be spending the night at Newark while the storm passes. I bought some M&Ms, Twix, Kit Kat and Reese's bars and I took a pillow and blanket from my first flight.

I guess I'm in for a long night of annoying announcements, loud floor cleaning machines and bright airpot lighting. Maybe if I get bored with watching Robot Chicken episodes on my iPhone and reading my Harry Potter and Meditation Guide books I'll look for some ABS. (Just kidding. And SHAME ON YOU for knowing what that is! LOL)

Ferries

I went on an awesome Sunset Tdance Boat Cruise yesterday. Hot men and boys dancing and grinding to sexy music. Trapped for four hours on the boat, what was I to do but join in. Here's a video of me hating every minute of it.
God, I love my life sometimes.

Faries

This poolside Tdance had a different kind of... Ummm... "guys"... Grooving to their own special beat. I fucking LOVE it!

Dick is the answer!

I guess I found out the answer to the pizza or dick question. Tasty!

Pizza or dick?

The clubs and bars in Ptown all close up at 1:00am here. All the guys just spent the last 4 hours dancing, drinking and God only knows what else and they are horned up and wanting to get laid. Gay men... go figure!

So everyone heads over to Spiritus pizza for a slice of pepperoni pizza in hopes of finding some man pepperoni to end the night off with. (See the video above.) Truth be told, it's kinda like the "Blue Light Special" at K-Mart. Everything is up for grabs REAL CHEAP. At that point it's probably better to stuff your mouth full of pizza, instead of cock, and call it a night. It helps that the Pizza is AWESOME at Spiritus. I grew up in Bensonhurst Brooklyn in New York and Piza is ESSENCIAL there. Even more essencial than cock! The pizza in Fort Lauderdale, where I currently live, sucks. Something about the low altitude or the humidity that makes the dough not rise. Whatever the reason... it sucks.

So if it's a choice between piizza or dick at the end of the night I'm gonna have to think long and hard. If it's long and hard it just might win though.

Are we there yet??

Just went for a bike ride through town with Jonathan at Matt and ended up at the jeddy. We locked up our bikes and walked... and walked... and walked Here we are when we finally decided that there was really not going to be a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. So we watched seagulls eat crabs, talked about last nights adventures, and high-talied it out if there. We are now comfortably settled in their house drinking margaritas and talking about last nights adventures. I guess there were a lot of adventures last night. Maybe I'll post some pictures of my adventure last night. Maybe.

T-Dance

TDance at the Boatslip is a blast! Great music, hot men and a beautiful, waterfront setting. Here I am hanging with friends from Lauderdale. As you can tell Matt arrived today and he"s sporting some new facial hair. HOT!

This place is crazy! The power to the WHOLE town keeps going out. Gotta say things definitely got friendlier at the TDance after that happened. Oh... and I was just walking down the street after dinner and Madam (the puppet from Wailen and Madam) rushed by. Where the hell else does that happen?

Tonight were all off to a leather party at a club called Purgatory. Hmmm... let's see if we can turn up the heat in Purgatory.

Does the P in Ptown stand for Porn?

So I think I figured out how to post from my iPhone. If you can see this... It worked!

Slept two hours last night. Up at 5pm. Two flights. 2 boat rides. And I'm here! The video I attached is the ferry arriving in Town. What a beautiful, peaceful place. That was until I got to the Inn I'm staying at to find Jake Deckard in the lobby checking in also. Turns out he's my neighbor here. I've actually met Jake a couple of times already. The first time was my first public appearance as Nick Moretti. I jumped on stage and sucked his dick. Ya... no big surprise there. Except for all my friends watching who didn't know I had fine porn yet and didn't expect me to be sucking cock on stage in front of them. They're used to it by now.

My friend Matt Rush arrives tomorrow and I'm sure it's gonna be a regular porn convention by the end of the week.

Right now I'm grabbing dinner after going to a waterfront T-Dance where Master Nick was apparently very recognized by many hot muscle daddies. Sometimes life is good! In about 15 minutes I'm going to see Alec Mappa's show. I met him at the GAYVN Awards a couple of months ago. No... I did not jump on stage and suck his dick. I had balcony seats so that was not an option for me. I have a front row seat and I wonder if he will recognize me from our meeting. Like he didn't meet a hundred other porn stars that weekend. Should be interesting. I'll let you guys know tomorrow.

Cumming and Going

So I'm heading out to Provincetown early tomorrow morning. Two flights and a ferry ride and I should be there by about 3:00pm. After that it will be a week of bike riding, shows, dancing, party boat trips, steamers, tequila, the gym (I hope) and hopefully some rest and relaxation.

I bought a ticket to see Alec Mappa tomorrow night and it's "Carnival" week in Ptown so there will be parties, parades and events all week long. I've never been there during this week but I've heard really good things about it. The two times I've been there before was for "Summer Camp" week which July fourth week and also my birthday week.

I started back at the gym last week and was already starting to pump up again (see the video above), but I've had a setback. I guess I pushed it too hard and I'm having pain in my shoulder. The one I just had surgery and went through physical rehabilitation for. I went to see the surgeon and he's not sure if I re injured it badly because I didn't wait long enough after the surgery or if it's just a new and minor injury. So I have to lay off of the gym for a couple of more weeks. Keep the weights real low if I do work out. I'm pissed and I'm scared. Pissed because I was SO PSYCHED to be back at the gym and planning to get HUGE. Scared because I don't want to go through the surgery... again. It's depressing and I can't even afford to pay for the bills from the last two surgeries, let alone a third one.

But I'm going to try to not think about that. I'm going to go to Ptown and have fun. And have sex. It's been a while. I know... hard to believe that a porn star doesn't get laid all the time. But I really don't have sex that often. Not that I'm complaining. It's not that the opportunities aren't out there. I just prefer for it to be more than just sex. I prefer it to be something special with someone special. But, hey... it's a vacation. If it comes my way I'm not gonna say "No".

Not sure I'm going to be able to post while I'm there but I'll try. I'm going to be using my iPhone and it's not the best thing to use to post to a blog. I know I can post type to his blog from the iPhone but I haven't been able to post photos. But I'll try. Unless I'm too busy having sex. Then you guys will have to wait for me to get back to tell stories and show photos. And you know I will!

Everyone have a GREAT week!

Oh... I posted a little video above in hopes that it will keep me fresh in your minds and you won't forget about me while I'm gone. (AWESOME cum shot... if I do say so myself!)

Master Nick's Master Bathroom

I finally finished work on my master bathroom today! I'm embarrassed to say that the project has taken me over 3 years to complete. The bright side is, it's EXACTLY what I wanted and I did most of the work myself.

The bathroom originally had an old blue bathtub that was sunken into the floor and enclosed by a brick wall with an arched entrance way and a dropped down ceiling. It made it look like a weird cave. And it was dangerous as hell to step so far down into the bathtub. I almost killed myself at least a dozen times. (OK... there may have been margaritas to blame for that.) Outdated, powder blue tile covered the walls of the bath cave and the entire bathroom floor.

So I broke out the sledge hammer and smashed down the brick wall. Revved up the reciprocating saw and cut the bathtub in half so that it could be removed from the room. Ripped out all the tile and stripped it all down to the cinder block walls and concrete floor. FUN!

Then stuff started happening. My mom, who had been sick for a long time already, got sick to the point where she needed constant care. Then she died and I had to take care of her husband for a while until he moved back to New York. Next I had to use the money I had saved up for several unexpected emergencies. Then my shoulder started acting up and I couldn't physically do the work. I hired someone to build the shower pan and do the plumbing but I fired him because he kept shirking his responsibilities and messing up the things he did do. I also hired someone to do the tile and plaster work, but I ended up having to finish a lot of that when he disappeared. It's hard to find good help here in Florida. Ultimately, I had to wait until my surgery was almost healed up before I could finish the rest of the work, like the rest of the plumbing and installing the fixtures.

I can't complain about doing the work on my bathroom. I LOVE doing that kind of work. It helps that I have a HUGE fetish for power tools. Seriously! I get a big stiffie every time I walk through the tool section at Sears. And, for me, a trip to Home Depot is better than a trip to the bathhouse. (Not that I've ever been to one of those, of course.) I have just about every power tool you could want in my garage in addition to the most popular one that I keep in my pants. (Sorry, that just slipped out.)

If I could turn back time (like Cher) I would most definitely have taken my career in a different direction. Instead of being an artist I would be a construction worker. Heavy duty, hot and sweaty, back breaking construction. I'm never happier than when I have a power tool or a sledge hammer in my hands and I'm pounding away at some big, bulky structure. Actually, now that I think of it, I guess that's my Master Nick persona rearing it's nasty head. If I think about it, I guess some heavy duty fucking would run a close second to construction work. Either way, I end up sweaty, exhausted and satisfied in the end.

Does this cock in my ass make me look too gay?

The other day someone asked me if I thought my new tattoo would make me look too gay.

Umm... Will the new tattoo make me look gay?

What about the infamous "Cumstache" photo from the movie "Masterpiece" that appeared on every website for months? Did THAT make me look too gay?

And what about Me getting fucked by Tim Kelly in Bears in Paradise? I'm sure I didn't look too gay being fucked doggie style on a patio chair or with my legs in the air, his dick in my ass, and precum oozing from my cock. Not too gay?

I'm sure no one thought I looked gay when I got hosed down with piss by Tyler Saint and Bo Matthews in "Link: The Evolution".

Hell, you can even go way back to my first ever attempt at a real porn flick, "Michael Lucas' Auditions Vol. 20: Florida Part 2" (God... could that name be any longer?) where I get pounded senseless by Trey Rexx. I remember thinking, "Damn, I must look so straight bouncing up and down on his dick like this."

For me I think my butchest, non-gay moment was from my scene in "Masterpiece" where I'm riding Ross Hurston's cock while I'm sucking Ethan Grants cock. Ya... straight guys do that ALL the time.

I responded to the question of "Do you think your new tattoo will make you look too gay?" with, "I'm not really worried about it." What I was thinking was, "Fuck you dickhead! Fuck you!"

Birds on poppers!

Loyal readers will remember that I announced that I was going to be a father a few weeks ago. Actually, a pair of my finches had layed an egg and I was patiently awaiting the pitter-patter-flutter of little feet and wings. Well the egg was a dud. Not surprising at all since the birds are young and it was their first attempt at breeding.

So for the past couple of weeks I've been anxiously waiting to see a little "If this nest is a rockin don't come a knockin" sign hanging outside the nest that they pimped out so nicely and to hear sweet birdie love making sounds. But nothing. So I asked around and did some research. How do I get the birds to fuck?

I tried finding some "Birdie Porn", but except for that disturbing "Chicken George" video from England where the skinny, white English dude fucks a chicken (I SWEAR! I SAW IT WITH MY OWN TWO EYES!!!) I had no luck. I thought maybe Ravel did a birdie version of Bolero... Birdero? That would certainly put them in the mood. But no luck.

So I said, "What the fuck!" and switched out the water in their water dishes for "Jungle Juice Platinun Poppers". After an initial swoon, the birds started fucking like crazy! Unfortunately, most of them turned out to be bottoms, but I think there were enough tops that rose to the occasion and got the job done.

Of course, I'm kidding. I wouldn't waste my poppers on the birds. That shit is fucking expensive! What I did do was shake things up in their world. I bought a pair of Spice Finches and added them to the mix, moved the nests around and provided lots more nesting material. After two days of pecking, puffing up, and screeching, the birds established a new pecking order and things have taken a very positive turn. The white Zebra finches who previously produced the rotten egg were kicked out of their nest by the two smallest and meekest finches. The white Zebra finches, apparently embarrassed to show their beaks around their old neighborhood, found a nest on the other side of the cage and promptly started to pimp that out.

So if things go right I should have some baby birds in the near future. I hope so. My biological clock is ticking louder and louder every day, you know.

SOME CLARIFICATION...
I wanted to clear up a little confusion that resulted from my previous post.

When I talked about being in the process of getting over someone I had just dated who treated me badly I was NOT talking about my ex. The ex I mention frequently, and who is supposed to fly up to P-town next week for a couple of days, is NOT the abusive one. He's got his quirks, but being abusive is definitely NOT one of them. All together we dated for about 8 years. (If you don't count the 174 break-ups we had during that time. Hey... it's a gay relationship!) He is really a sweet guy and would never hurt a fly.

And as for looking for a meditation class...
I have been meditating regularly on my own and do find that very beneficial and centering. However, I spend a lot of time alone. A LOT. I need to be around people sometimes. And I think it's probably a good idea being around like-minded people. People who are trying to take their lives in a more spiritual, peaceful and productive direction. So that's why I'm trying to find a solid meditation class with a good group of people.

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Whine and Cheese and Cum

LONG POST... but there's nudity and cum videos so hang in there!

Here's the whine:

Life has been so busy lately with surgeries, physical therapy, work, TONS of medical bills, and some emotional distress and depression. I've kind of lost myself a little bit. I've been doing what I can to keep balance and piece in my life but it's not always easy. My meditation classes are on vacation for the summer and I haven't been able to find an alternate one. My church is also not offering much besides their Sunday service. So I've pulled things back. Made life simpler. Taking some "me" time.

My "real" job is out of control for the past year since they layed off 2/3rds the staff. And most of the people who are left act like animals. Fighting, backstabbing, trying to steal any spotlight they can. It sucks.

My heart is still mending from the recent hurt it received. I didn't really blog about it out of respect and not wanting to sound like a whiny fool. Still trying to make sense of it. I don't think I've ever been treated so badly by someone when my intentions were pure. I didn't ask for anything back except respect. I didn't get that. What I did get was betrayal, abuse and disrespect. And still I loved the fucker. Even after round 15 of abuse I still continued to try to help him and put his best interests before my pride or my needs. I just wanted to see him happy. I can hold my head high when I think of this, even if my heart sinks so low that it feels like it's dragging me down. Even though I cringe every time I see the dent in my truck door or think of my birthday night or so many other nights where I went home crying, or my surgeries, pain and recovery that went ignored. Trying to let it go. I'd like to think that he gave what he was capable of and really did care, even if it didn't seem like that. I would still be there in a second if he needed me to help him for anything. I guess if it didn't mean anything it wouldn't hurt. I guess I should be glad I still have the ability to love. And hopefully next time I'll feel love coming back to me.

I guess since I've pulled back and started focusing more on me, feelings come up. Good and bad ones. It's good to deal with them. Not easy... but good. I have so many good things in my life and I've been taking the time to appreciate that. And you guys have been great to me. Always. You have no idea how much it means to me and what a great help it's been when I'm depressed, sad or lonely. I'm not one to wallow in self pity or sorrow. Feel the emotions. Analyze where and why they are there. Learn from them. Move on to what is going to make your life happy. That's the way I handle things.

So it's time to move on to what makes me happy. That includes my upcoming vacation to P-town! I had booked it almost a year ago but was going to cancel it due to the surgeries and bills. But I already paid for half of it and my ex is going to come up a couple of days after I get there and share the costs. And... I REALLY NEED A VACATION! A whole week of bike riding, BBQ's with friends, fun shows, dancing, art galleries and the gym. And SPIRITUS PIZZA!!! And STEAMERS!!! I've never been to Carnival Week in P-town and I'm really looking forward to it. The countdown begins... I week away!

Here's the cheese:

After my first "real" workout I had to check out the body. Damn I feel skinny! Well, at least my dick didn't loose any muscle mass! LOL

Here's the cum:

Hey... it's Friday. Here's a load to carry everyone through the weekend.

Have a GREAT weekend everyone!!!

Name that porn star!

Yesterday was my last day of Physical Therapy for my recent shoulder surgery! Just about 4 weeks worth. Not bad considering it usually takes about 3 months of therapy after the surgery I went through.

I've been through it before and I knew what to expect. I pushed the therapy to the limit but didn't cross the line. So now I can get back to my regular workout... gradually. It's humbling.

So to celebrate my graduation from physical therapy I called my friends Tim (Tim Kelly) and Josh (Josh West) and asked them to meet me for a drink and dinner after work. While we were having margaritas (mine was an Italian Margarita... Amoretto instead of Grand Marnier) my friend Matt (Matt Rush) showed up with a beautiful and sweet Italian friend and my friend Jonathan also joined. Guess it sounds like a porn convention, but it's just plain old friends hanging out.

It was my night and I was feeling very Italian. Especially since I was wearing my Brooklyn T-shirt, which is over 25 years old. Ya... I was lowered in Bensonhurst Brooklyn. (No one is actually raised there.) So I suggested Il Mulino Italian Restaurant and everyone was up for it.

A night of wine, beer, garlic and pasta followed. AWESOME! I had the Zuppa de Pesce fra Diavlo style. (That's a whole mess of clams, mussels, shrimp and fish cooked in a VERY spicy red sauce and served over linguine.

To top things off, the restaurant served my favorite Italian beer. Moretti beer! Yup... that's where I got my porn name. My real last name is equally as Italian but actually relates to the word "pig" and not "beer". Go figure.

Don't worry... I only had one beer with dinner. Tomorrow morning I'm waking up bright and early and getting my ass to the gym where I can start building up what muscle mass I've lost. I'm going to try to get bigger and better than I was before. Wish me luck!

No cock? NO WAY!

I don't usually go to Chinese restaurants because I'm allergic to MSG. Really. I explode from every orifice in my body. Get the chills and the sweats at the same time. Have excruciating stomach pain and an unbearable headache. My lips crack and bleed and I get fever sores in my mouth for weeks afterwards. NOT PRETTY! (God this post is starting off gross... hang in there though... I promise it will get better.)

I found this on my paper placemat yesterday at a local Chinese restaurant (that does not cook with MSG).

It was a list of all the Chinese signs with descriptions of each one. Mine seemed to fit perfectly. Well... almost.

I've always been very lucky. I'm an artist. I've been told I'm articulate. I'm very affectionate and shy. I am constantly striving to find peace in my life through meditation, or church, or pets. And heck... I'll marry a Sheep or a Boar or any other warm blooded creature at this point as long as they are honest, loyal, and connect with me.

So I was good with it all until I got to the last line...
"Your opposite is the Cock."
WHAT THE FUCK!

I've always had a good relationship with the Cock. Mine or others. Some of my best times have involved the Cock.

I think I'm going to just white out that section of the description and carry on my happy relationship with the Cock. Why fix it if it ain't broke?

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Master Nick Loves You!

Here is the official trailer for my latest Bound Gods video "Kink University". Hope you like!
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This is one of the MOST FUN scenes I've EVER done. Hope you guys like!

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New Sleeve: Round Two

I went for round 2 on my sleeve on Friday night. DAMN did it fucking hurt! I could only sit through 2 hours this time. Looks like I might be able to get it finished next time around.

Have to say I am SO HAPPY with the way it is turning out. What do you guys think?


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