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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FREE "Daddy Nick" Preview!

This week on HotOlderMale there's a smoking video of hot daddy Nick Moretti and his boy Conner Habib in a sex-club scene with a soft edge. Conner has never been to a sex club and is nervous. Daddy Nick (that's me!) knows how to relax Conner and relax him he does. It's from the top-selling DVD, "Brief Encounters".

This scene is WAY different than any other one I've done. Conner and I met at Folsom last year and had an instant attraction. We flirted back and forth for months and when we finally got a chance to do a scene together it was the culmination of so much sexual tension and attraction. We wanted to scene to be very passionate and intimate and our connection to be real and not some staged, porn fucking. IT WORKED! I've gotten so many people tell me that it was so different than the other porn scenes they've seen for exactly that reason.

I have to admit I'm not used to me with the "Daddy Nick" look. I let my grey hair come in and had some major scruff going on. For the record: I've had grey hair since I've been 16 years old and now have as much salt as I do pepper. I LOVE IT! It's nice to be able to pull of that look and then run a 5 minute "For Men Only" rinse through my hair and go back to the "Master Nick" look.

So check out the scene above and click on through HERE if you want to see the whole thing or buy the DVD. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed filming it!

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Isn't my blog a Masterpiece?

It's time for the CYBERSOCKET Web Awards and it's time for YOU to vote for ME! (Please.)

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And as a special reward for you...
Here is a video clip from the HOT 3-way scene I did with Ross Hurston and Ethan Grant for the Hot House movie Masterpiece. Watch it to the end to see my infamous Milk Mustache!

Mr. IML Jeffrey Payne's first porn shoot?

As promised, here are some of the photos from my meeting with Jeffrey Payne, 2009 International Mr. Leather, at the Inn Leather Pool Party in his honor. Actually, the honor was mine!

I'm really not sure what the hell happened here. I walked over and asked if he would mind taking a picture with me. Next thing I know my clothes were off and our tongues were down each others throats. Not that I'm complaining!

He's a HOT man, a great kisser and sweet as hell. I had to keep thinking about dead babies so that I wouldn't get a stiffie. Didn't want it to turn into Mr. Payne's first porn shoot. We can work on that later. ;-)

Hope you guys enjoy the photos as much as I did taking them!

(If you click on the photos they get bigger. Funny... same thing happens with my dick!)

(A big THANK YOU to awesome photographer and my good friend SylvesterQ for the photos. Check out his work at SylvesterQ.com and hit him up if you need some great photos.)

Sunday afternoon... in the Dungeon

I spent Saturday afternoon at the zoo watching animals playing.

I spent Sunday afternoon in a Dungeon watching animals playing.

Both were enjoyable. I got paid for Sunday though!

Jeffrey Payne, 2009 International Mr. Leather was the guest of honor at the Inn Leather Pool Party. Inn Leather is a gay guesthouse catering to the leather community. There motto is,"A sling in every room!" The place has a great "play dungeon" complete with motorcycle, slings, St. Andrews Cross, and lots of other fun rides. I've never actually "played" there but it looks like fun!

My friend Howard (SylvesterQ) set up shop in the dungeon and we did impromptu photo shoots of the guests in whatever position and attire they were comfortable with. Hell... the party was filled with pigs and the shoots were hot, sexy and dirty!

I even got to do a shoot with Mr. Payne! I was hoping for some "nice" photos with him, but Howard has a way of making your inhibitions disappear... as well as your clothes. So I got some hot, naked photos with Mr. IML. (Damn can that man kiss!)

I'll put those photos up tomorrow. (Sorry, the zoo animal photos will have to wait!) In the mean time, here are some photos I took with my iPhone of some of the shoots.

This little bear gets wolf head

I had a great day at the zoo yesterday with some interesting encounters.
I met this hot wolf and being a wolf myself I gave him the traditional greeting of our kind.


That must have turned him on because next thing you know we were doing it wolfie style!

Also had an encounter with some bears. Being that I am the current Bear Party Magazine CoverBear I thought I would see how I stacked up next to them. Guess I should have quit while I was getting head. LOL.

I'll post some real zoo animal photos as soon as I get a chance.

An evening with animals. A day at the zoo.

My good friend Howard (also known as photographer SylvesterQ) invited me to go to the 10th Anniversary Celebration and The Grand Resort and Spa last night. It was "AN EVENING OF JAZZ UNDER THE STARS" benefiting three outstanding community organizations: Stonewall Library & Archives, Gay and Lesbian Community Center of South Florida, and Tuesdays Angels. I had never been to the resort before and was extremely impressed with how beautiful and classy it was. And the event was just as classy. Great food, free liquor, an awesome Jazz singer and band, and a good mix of nice people.

I kind of figured it was going to be that kind of event so I dressed accordingly. No shorts and flip flops to this one. But it didn't really matter. It turned out to be the equivalent of putting lipstick on a pig. Or at least that's what it felt like.

You see, I really don't go out that much so I don't usually get any "fan" interaction. Well I got it last night. Didn't matter what I was wearing... I was just a dirty BDSM porn model.

I must have gotten at least a dozen people say, "I liked you much better in your Halloween costume". If you remember, I basically went as a cum rag... nothing more than a bathhouse towel, a key on a cord around my wrist, and lots of fake cum dripping all over my face and chest (See photo).

The other thing I kept hearing was little comments like, "Oh, be careful not to piss him off. You know what kind of stuff he gets into." Nice. Actually, if there was some rope, a flogger, and a St. Andrews Bondage Cross I would strip off your silk shirt, tie your pasty white body up, and beat your sorry ass. AND you would like it!

I left the place feeling a little diminished and went to bed sad. Then first thing this morning I got a text from Howard saying... "Here's today's blog post for you: Sylvester Q took me to an upscale charity event and although I was dressed to the nines, I was still recognized as a cum rag."

The rest of the day has not gotten much better. I woke up with major pain in my shoulder. Had a painful and disheartening physical therapy session. Found out that the meditation teacher who I love is no longer at the Buddhist Center that I go to. And his lead student, who was also becoming a great teacher, left as well. Came to work to find two of my co-workers cat-fighting and got thrown under the bus by one of my supervisors.

So I need to get myself centered this weekend. That is going to start with a trip to the Palm Beach Zoo tomorrow. Nothing makes me feel calmer and more centered than nature and animals. Not the kind of animals I work with or that talk about me at classy parties. The kind of animals that follow their true nature and act the way God intended. I am SO LOOKING FORWARD to my trip to the zoo!