Positive, Thankful, and Over It

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Owning My House In Vermont

I have something to say. I spent the last few months waiting for the right time to tell you but it turns out that there is no right time... I wish I could put this off for a little while longer but information like this usually finds a way of coming out sooner than later. In fact, people have already begun to talk so I might as well just tell you now. I tested positive. I have only myself to blame. I have HIV and it kind of sucks.

Lazarus

Indolence. It's my own worst enemy. Creeping up on me quietly and slowly, almost at a snails pace. Very careful not to warrant any alarm. Allowing me to get comfortable and content, and before I know it, indolence has me in its grasp. For more than two months I have let life pass me by. I've lost fifteen pounds of muscle and I'm seriously behind on my blog. What's even worse is the fact that I have only had sex with twelve people since I became single back in October. That's pathetic for a self-described cock-a-holic like myself. For gay CHRIST'S sake, what kind of porn slut am I? A pretty bad one for sure. Twelve boys in nearly four months?! God that's a sad realization. It should be more like twelve hundred. It's like I'm one of the snormal boys. I have been way too lazy for way too long... Well not anymore. No more masturbating because I'm too lazy to put in the effort required to find a hook-up. No more eating out for every meal because I'm too lazy to cook. No more skipping out on the gym. No more sleeping half the day away. No more eight hour gaming sessions. I have to conquer old indolence once and for all. Starting today I will be a new man. A man that works out every day, goes to bed before 2am every night, and wakes up before 10am every morning. I will limit the amount of time I spend on video games. I will make an effort to write at least once a day. And I will stop ignoring my sex addiction and actually go out and get some dick. It's time I start living again.

It Wasn't Me

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Party of None

Almost 30 years ago Bette Midler sang, "Friends", to a crowd of scantily clad, horny Manhattan gay boys. And today I say to you, she was right, you've got to have friends. Life gets awfully lonely without them. That's the way I feel anyway. I have work friends, but they all live in California and New York. I have old friends but they all live in Dallas and Fort Worth. I, however, live in Houston and in Houston I seemingly have none. The fact that I didn't have any friends became painfully obvious on New Years Eve, when both Marcus and I let 2008 come and go without even noticing it, both of us sound asleep while other, more popular couples, were out partying the night away, surrounded by their closest amigos. That week I realized I needed to be more social.

I first met Aiden back in January. I'm in porn, he's in porn. I play video games, he plays video games. I'm a bottom, he's a bottom. I have a boyfriend, he has a boyfriend. AND we both live in Houston. It was inevitable that we would eventually meet. Turns out, we make pretty good friends and there's absolutely no sexual tension between us... unless you throw a double -sided dildo into the equation.

I'm very glad to have Aiden as a friend but one friend is definitely NOT enough. Especially for an insatiable friend-whore like myself. I think its particularly sad that I have over 25,000 "friends" on myspace but only one real life friend that lives in the same city as I do. I want friendS, not just ONE friend. Not myspace friends. Not online friends. Not see you once every now and then friends, but actual, in the flesh, I'll hang out with you alot and often, make fun of you when you're drunk or when you're having a bad hair day, and I won't try to get into your pants, FRIENDS. I mean I have met a few people here and there, made a few acquaintances but no one else has really stuck yet.*

So in an attempt to kick my friend making initiative into high gear, I would like to address the gay boys of Houston, TX:

Gay Boys of Houston Texas, If you see me and/or Marcus at a bar, in a park, at a mall, in the bathroom, at an orgy, on the street corner, or anywhere else that we may be, feel free to say hello and strike up a friendly conversation.
BE MY FRIEND!

Can you smell the desperation?

*This statement does not include a person that I will write about at a later date

Please Don't Urinate In My Bath Water

By MARCUS WYLER

My boyfriend, the Phallus and Seminal Fluid Receptacle Professional, works real hard for the money. Not many men are cut out to be a Phallus and Seminal Fluid Receptacle Professional and my boyfriend is proud to be one. It's a CAREER that he takes very seriously. As a Phallus and Seminal Fluid Receptacle Professional, he has a very labor-intensive, multi-positional job. He practices for hours and studies every night in order to better his skills of phallus and seminal fluid receiving. Sometimes I even wake up in the middle of the night to the sounds of him being taught by a private tutor. No time and place is off limits when it comes to his work. It requires my boyfriend to use every muscle in his body (and a few organs), some more than others of course, and it usually involves heavy usage of his mandibles. He must perform his duties along side a partner in front of a scrutinizing crew, who watches their every move and even captures it on video. Needless to say, when he works, he is usually sore and exhausted before the day is even over.

So I thought it would be a nice gesture to take a long hot bubble bath together after he was done practicing for the afternoon. I mean nothing is more relaxing than taking a nice long hot bubble bath with the love of your life after a hard hour's work, right? I could tell him about the noises I heard coming from the backyard and he could tell me why he had grass stains on his jeans. I thought it'd be romantic... Well it was very romantic, until he urinated in the bath water. I've heard of urinating in the shower, lots of people do it, but who the hell pisses in bathwater that you are currently soaking in?

Fuck and Tell

A FEW THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW BEFORE WE COPULATE: PART THREE

I am NOT discreet. I don't care if you're a policeman, army captain, construction worker, celebrity, politician, preacher, partnered, or married. If you lay pipe in my tunnel of fudge then chances are that your mom, your sister, your brother, your boyfriend, your girlfriend, your son, your daughter, your priest, or your boss will know about it the next day. Not really, but you get my point, discretion is not something that I practice nor value. Look at it this way, if you're good in bed/have a big dick then I'm going to highly recommend you to my peers and readers, but if you're bad in bed/have a small penis then I'm going to warn them. I welcome you to do the same. Sleep with me at your own risk. I fuck and tell.

Gay 4 Gay

A FEW THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW BEFORE WE COPULATE: PART TWO

I am NOT straight acting. I am GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY. That's Fag Factor Five in case you can't count. I like other OUT GAY men. You're a flaming faggot? No problem. May your fire burn bright. I'm like a moth to the light and your gayness turns me on. Don't get me wrong, I still want a man and I want to be able to tell that your a man without having to take off layers of girly clothing and make up. But just because you cut hair better than you throw a football does not lose you any MAN points in my book. In fact, I prefer it. I get enough unappreciative "straight" dick during a shoot week, outside of work, thanks but no thanks. I want to taste the rainbow not tuna flavored penis that's been doused in shame. I am not available for on the down low semen release. I am not going to guide you through your sexual discovery/confusion. And I'm not your stepping stone out of the closet. If you want to fuck then you best be queer and you best be proud. I am GAY 4 GAY.

Just Do Me

A FEW THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW BEFORE WE COPULATE: PART ONE

Sex is a wonderful thing. Sexual arousal, sexual conquest, and sexual fulfillment are all activities that I take great pleasure in. Depending on my mood, these are all activities that require a partner or two... or three... or an entire gang. Some people may think that I have no trouble finding playmates for my bedroom/backroom/bathroom stall/dressing room/truck stop dates but more often than not, finding these partners takes a little bit of effort. Not like many of you want to sleep with me but for the few of you who do, there are a some things you should know about me before you even try. This is one of them:

I am NOT your future boyfriend. No matter how affectionate I'm being towards you during our night/hours/half hour/5 minutes together, I don't want to be your boyfriend. I already have a boyfriend. I'm only capable of loving one person and that one person is Marcus (admittedly I do a lousy job of it but still). I'm NOT saying that I'm so good in bed that you'll fall in love with me. I'm actually pretty horrid in bed but for some reason my old geezer/5 year old child amalgamation of a nerd-centric personality seems to make the sluts I sleep with fall head over heels for me. Don't. It's all about fun for me, fun found in your hard-on, not in your heart. My emotions are not a part of our equation so don't involve yours. It's sinful, adulterated, no strings attached fornication, nothing more, maybe less. Just friends are fine but fuck buddies are what I aim for. To put it simply, just do me.

Screwed Loose

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Have Some Decency! This is PORN for God's Sake!

It has come to my attention that how I choose to portray "Mason Wyler", the conglomeration of my actual self and my fantasy self, is frowned upon by some of you. People think I am dramatic, mentally ill, and/or desperate for attention, and many have reason to believe so. That's fine, to some degree, its probably true. But I was always under the impression that porn was about sexual fantasy, sexual expression, and sexual release. Isn't our job to excite you? Grab your attention and keep you entertained? No? I suppose I was wrong... I realize now that if I want to stay in this business I need to stop being so over-the-top and trashy and start cleaning up my act...

Honestly, my everyday life is pathetically boring but who wants to read fantasy when you can read about the real me?! Right? So what's my life really like? Well today I worked out, then got my car washed (some kids in my neighborhood egged it...those bastards!), then I went to a tanning salon, I jerked off in the tanning bed, then I ate some Mexican food with Marcus and this twink porn model I'm training, and then I spent the rest of the night playing World of Warcraft...

Actually... Fuck it. This is porn, we sell sexual fantasies and orgasms... Why try to pretend like my job description entails anything else. We aren't stars, we aren't role models, we aren't fashion models. We are ADULT models and ADULTS should be able to talk about whatever they want to (within reason, this may be hypocritical of me but I think HATE speech is a big NO NO).

We take our clothes off and have sex in front of a camera so that we can pay the bills and so that you can get off. If that's decent then I don't what isn't. Don't get me wrong, I love my job and I am totally flattered that thousands of people take the time to read my blog and find me physically attractive enough to fap to my videos but really... How many of you actually do the things I talk about just because I say that I do them...? That's what I thought... hell I don't even do the things I talk about.

I like to say dirty things and I don't put condoms on my words, I save those for my real life interactions. Some things I say are true, some things I say are pure fantasy, and I'm seriously not talented enough to develop a writing style clever enough to make it easier for my readers to decipher fact from fiction. And no, I don't feel like putting a disclaimer on everything I write that might be deemed questionable.

Furthermore, The apology I wrote was just that, an apology. It was an "I'm sorry" to the 50 people who signed up to talk to me on the phone and watch me on webcam back in November. I couldn't come through with my promises, my fault entirely, I'm shitty with managing my time and so I sent out an email apologizing for my failure and notifying them that they would be receiving a full refund. The email was intended specifically for just those 50 people BUT then one of those 50 people, maybe more, decided to be an ass and forward the email to Queerclick... And Queerclick( And I love QC) informed me that they were going to post the email on their site so I just decided to go ahead and post it here on Wyler Nation.

If you were one of those people... Thanks! I really appreciate it! Don't worry you'll still get your refund.

Yes, I said some pretty extreme things in the email, bareback this and bareback that, I like talking about bareback sex, get over it! It's not like I'm seriously having tons of risky bareback sex, I mean you don't see me getting fucked bareback over at MASONWYLER.COM now do you? Think about it. Do as I do, not as I say.

But just because I care about the youngins I'll say this... "Don't be a fool, wrap your tool"

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3 Things You May Not Like About Me

• I probably won't remember your name. It doesn't matter if you're really hot or really ugly, I'm just not good with names, especially yours. I won't even remeber your name if we hang out numerous times, not even if we have deep meaningful conversations, and not even if I suck your dick.
• I'm naturally a slut. Regardless of whether or not I consider you a friend, I have probably slept with your boyfriend, your brother, your gay bestfriend, or your male cousin. And there's a big chance I messed around with all four of them. In fact, they might be gang-fucking my ass, right now, as you read this...
• I have a boyfriend and we rule each other's worlds. If he wanted me to stop being a slut then I would and Mason Wyler would go bye-bye. Thankfully for me (and maybe you) he is mostly turned on by my promiscuous behavior. But before you get any ideas in your head let clarify a few things: I will never leave him (although he has left me once), not for sex, not for money, not for you, not for anything in this world or the next.

*This article was not written for anyone specific.

I'm Not a Role Model

I suck dick for a living... and I love it. I label myself a sex-crazed video slut, some of you claim I'm a porn star, and others call me a diseased whore. Whatever you choose to brand me is fine as long as we make one thing perfectly clear, I am NOT a role model.

I do not lead by example. I do not exemplify what you should be when you grow up. I am not anyone you should aspire to be like or try to emulate. I am in the porn industry, not the sex education business. And although I have made a few statements here and there warning people of the potential dangers that come with certain sexual activities, it is not my place or duty to do so. My job is to give you jack off material, nothing more, nothing less. Just because you see someone else doing something doesn't mean you should do it too.

I live my life according to how I see fit. I try to be cautious most of the time but more often than not temptation gets the best of me and inhibition goes out the window. This may come as no surprise to you but I'm really not smart, just lucky. Honestly I do alot of stupid things. Deeds that would be considered reckless and risky but for some reason or another I have lived through them virtually scot-free (with getting raped as the only exception). Honestly, who would want to follow in my footsteps? Your life is your responsibility. Your choices, your consequences.

Oh So Sinful

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I stuffed myself silly and not in a sexual way this time. To be quite honest, over-eating always leaves me feeling guilty, like the way wild, uninhibited, extramarital, ass-tearing sex should make me feel (it never does). But just like lust, gluttony is also one of the "Seven Deadly Sins", so it makes perfect sense that it leaves a bad aftertaste in my mouth. And that got me thinking, why do all of us sexual "sinners" receive most of the judgment, hate, and ill will while the rest of the bad guys walk free. I mean the other six sins are basically accepted as normal and even encouraged in most of the developed world. Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, and Pride, these are sins too but it's just little old Lust that gets singled out as wrong.

I don't know about you, but I believe the millions of Americans who crowded retail shops this past weekend, displaying our nations obsession with material goods, is just as bad as the Folsom Street Fair, Southern Decadence, or any other gay event where people can be found broadcasting their sexuality to the public. In fact, I don't think public displays of lust ever caused a stampede resulting in a man being trampled to death. Furthermore, unlike Greed, Wrath, Envy, and Pride, Lust never caused an economic recession and it never launched numerous wars killing millions of innocent people.

I also think that being a cock addicted cum slut isn't any worse than being fat, lazy slob. Admittedly, though I don't think I'm any better than a fat kid, I do hope that most of you think I'm at least more attractive than my overweight counterparts. I mean, would you rather watch a chubby guy stuff his face with food or would you rather watch me get stuffed with cock?

In my lifetime I have been guilty of most, if not all of these sins. I have been gluttonous, eating more than I should have during the holidays, knowing that there are millions of people starving. I've been jealous, like when my friend bought a 52 inch 1080p LCD TV while I only have a 42 inch. I have been boastful, like when I thought I was the smartest kid in my 5th grade class. I've been greedy, like when I buy video games behind Marcus's back when we're suppose to be saving. I have been enraged and angered, wishing harm upon others like when I'm stuck in traffic.


And I definitely have been sloth, not living up to my full sexual potential. For example: I've only been gang-banged once and only by 8 guys even though I fantasize about getting gang-fucked by more. I've never been double penetrated even though I think my ass could handle it. I just need to find two dominant guys who can force me to take two dicks in my hole at the same time. I've never had sex in a public place, not even at a gay venue, and not even when offered by hot guys even though I know I'm capable of it.

Of course, Lust is my biggest vice. One that is such a big part of my life that I actually see it as a friend instead of a foe. As crazy as it sounds, I think lust helps me be a better person. Being lustful negates a great deal of my desire for material things. I'd choose cock over a new video game any day. Societies view of my profession and my behavior forces me to be bashful and humble. Even though I talk about sex likes theres no tomorrow, in no way do I think being a slut is anything to be proud of. Giving into my sexual addiction helps me relinquish any anger and rage I may be harboring. Sex therapy works for me. And getting filled with cum alleviates my American tendency to over-eat. I am a cream filled twinky.

Out of the Seven Deadly Sins, Which one is your biggest vice?

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A Totally Different Wyler Part Two

My brother is alot of things that I am not. He is cool and easy going. Disciplined and responsible. He can get along with almost anybody and has no problem fitting in wherever he goes. I stick out like a sore thumb. Every time he found himself in a tough position, he'd always take it in stride whereas I'd flip out at every obstacle I encountered. He was always the one with the brains and the looks. I just tried harder. He played sports for fun, I hit the gym out of necessity. He'd read the chapter once and ace the test. I'd study for hours and still fail. By the time his high school days were over and mine began, it was apparent that there was only one thing I beat him at... dick size, mine is bigger. But regardless of our differences, we accept each other and love each other unconditionally.

He was great at math and loved cars. I figured he'd turn out to be a mechanical engineer or something along those lines. So I was shocked when I found out he opted to join the Navy instead of going to College. Eventually that shock turned into pride, just like when he found out I was gay. I think when I first told him, he was utterly disgusted and grossed out. But it didn't take much time for his disgust to turn into acceptance and support. Now whenever I visit him, he insists on taking me out to the gay bars and asking me about my love life. He's so open and understanding that I can't believe I didn't tell him sooner. My brother is definitely a person I know I can count on.

In the words of countless elementary schools kids past and present, "My big brother is cooler than your big brother."

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Why My Dick is Uncut

I just wanted to take sometime to answer those of you who asked why it is that my brother is cut while I am uncut.

Well, according to my mother, some hippie organization is the reason why I have an uncircumcised dick. They sent out mass mailings claiming that circumcision was a crime against nature and brutally damaging to a babies overall development. Kind of like the PETA of foreskin advocates. My mother received one of their colorful letters right before I was born and it was apparently enough to convince her that leaving my penis unscathed was paramount. And that my friends is why my dick looks like it does today.

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Random Love

There are many things in his world that I love. Some much more than others. This is just an extremely small sampling of my incredibly long love list.


1. Cats can be cute but I'm a dog person. I love puppies!



2. I wouldn't call myself a people person. I lack some very vital social skills so I love it when I am actually able to make a new friend.



3. I love it when guys shoot streams of warm jizz all over me. But I love to swallow more.



4. I met this guy over a year ago. He's hilarious, naughty, and down right sexy. He made time to show Marcus and I a wonderful time in his Windy City. I love him for that.



5. I love gay erotic art. Especially pieces that illustrate rougher, dirtier sex scenes. It never ceases to arouse my creative side.

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A Totally Different Wyler

Imagine a Wyler that is brunette instead of blond, cut instead of uncut, and hairy instead of smooth. A Wyler that watches the WWE, Nascar, and the NFL instead of Anime, Star Trek, and HGTV. One who sounds like he is from West Texas not West Hollywood and that chose to join the Navy instead of the Gay Porn Industry. Can you picture him? Well if you can't then here is a picture of him.

He is my brother, my older brother. And I just want everyone to know that I am proud of him and who he has become. We are as different as night and day but I love him just the same.

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Ignorance is Bliss

Questions & Answers: Part Six
Retractions and Revisions


Before reading this let me be clear, in the context of this post I am talking strictly about times when the opportunity to have sex with a guy that I find hot presents itself. I'm not saying that I turn every encounter I have into something sexual. I know the difference between a friendly hello and a sexual hello.

In, Can I Have Sex With You?, I tried to explain that I could have sex with people that I find physically attractive even if they had a lack luster personality. Which is actually just partly true.

I do it alot in my line of work. When deciding on whether or not I want to do a scene, I'm not given much time to get to know my potential scene partners. I can't call them and interview them before hand. We don't get to go out on a date first or read each others horoscopes. Most of the time a studio will just email me an offer, telling the date of the shoot, what type of scenes they want me in, how many scenes they want me to do, and who my scene partners would be. I basically just have to look at their pictures and decide from there in about a day or two before they offer my spot to another model. If I accept the offer and I get there to find the guy is a complete jack ass, then I still have to do the scene. In those cases I just focus on the fact that the guy is at least good-looking and not focus so much on the person behind the exterior. Even though its rare, sometimes it really does feel like a job. So that right there is one of the main reasons why it is safe to say that most of the extramarital sex I have is based solely on looks and not personality.

Now when it comes to recreational extramarital sex. The story is a little bit different. For me, most of the sex I have, involving guys who aren't Marcus, is just sex. Its all about pure physical pleasure and desire. I already have someone special in my life and if I want to make new friends, then I'll make new friends at a different time. But when I'm horny and Marcus isn't available, if an opportunity arises then I just want to get off and have some fun. Plain and simple. I don't need nor do I want to get to know a guy that I probably won't see again after I'm fucked and he cums. The times I have seen a previous hook-up again, it was because his cock tasted so good I wanted more.

I try my best to keep things strictly sexual because outside of filming, a personality can be a deal breaker. One little statement can turn what would of been a sweat inducing, cum drenching night, into a sex-less waste of my time. And why on earth would I want to ruin the chance of a free, hot, protein filled meal? Just like you, there are many things a person can do or say to me that would completely turn me off.

One person can have many different faces. For example: Bob is a complete bore in public, at parties he just sits there and doesn't say much, you could have a more enjoyable conversation with a mute than with Bob, but get him naked and he turns into a totally nasty, verbal, dominant top.

Now see, if I take the time to get to know Bob's non-sexual side first then I probably would never find out that he's hot in bed. I would lose interest five minutes into our non-sexual conversation and move on. And honestly, I'd rather spend hours getting fucked by a wild hot stud than spend five minutes getting to know the non-sexual side of a person that I might end up disliking. I mean, if the main goal here is to have sex, then lets talk sex, not life stories, not movies, not work, not politics, not relationships, JUST SEX.

I'm not saying that every guy I have sex with is a person I wouldn't ever be friends with. Obviously it would be cool to find guys that I would love hanging out with and having sex with. I'm just saying that when I'm horny for a guy, getting to have sex with him is more important to me than finding out if he voted for McCain or Obama.

So when I said good looks can make up for an unattractive personality, it was a mistake. The correct statement would be: If I found out that the dick I wanted to suck was attached to someone I found mentally unappealing, then I most likely wouldn't suck it. So when it comes to a potential bedmate's non-sexual side, ignorance is bliss.

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Mason: The Gay Gamer

Questions & Answers: Part Three

***Warning: If you're not a gay gamer then you might not like or understand what you are about to read. And YES, You can be a gamer AND still have a life.

Cock may be my addiction but video games are my passion. I spend more time questing than I do cruising. I have gulped down more Nuka Cola's in the past week than the total amount of cum loads I have swallowed in my lifetime. I've killed more necromorphs on the U.S.G. Ishimura than the number of guys that have plowed my hole on Planet Earth.


So what kind of gamer am I?

Even though I own four different gaming systems, I would consider myself mainly a Sony Play Station Loyalist and a PC Gamer.


I built my own PC, specifically for gaming. An Asus 8AN32 with SLi Mother Board, An AMD Opteron 185 Processor overclocked to 2.9 GHz, A Zalman CNPS9500A LED CPU Cooler, Two NVIDIA 8800GT Graphics Cards, 2 GB of DDR500 RAM, and a Western Digital 300GB Raptor Hard Drive... Now thats my idea of poetry. The rig is a couple years old but it still runs every PC game I play with ease.


Games that I play on PC are:

World of Warcraft: I just started playing it a month ago. I'm a Blood Elf Paladin, level 57. I play on Mal'ganis.

Fall Out 3: I found my father and freed him from Tranquility Lane. I chose to knife all the residents to death myself instead of having the Chinese invade.

Bioshock: I originally bought and played this game on the XBOX 360, in fact it was the ONLY reason why I bought an XBOX 360. I just bought it for the PC as well to compare the versions. I like it on the PC more. Better graphics.


Other games for the PC that I own but do not play that much anymore are: Oblivion, Age of Conan, Crysis, Fable, STALKER, F.E.A.R., The Orange Box (Half-Life 2, Team Fortress, Portal), and Command & Conquer 3: Tiberium Wars.


Why am I Play Station loyalist? When I was younger I used to play Nintendo. But then I got burned by the N64, the games were lacking and they were entirely too expensive. Then Sony revealed their Play Station gaming system and it had me at hello.

Final Fantasy VIII
Metal Gear Solid
Resident Evil
Resident Evil 2
CronoCross
Xenogears
Silent Hill

I was hooked.

And then came the Play Station 2 and thus began one of the longest love affairs I've ever had in my 25 years of life... Oh the memories:


Final Fantasy X
Final Fantasy 12
Metal Gear Solid 2
Metal Gear Solid 3
Ace Combat 4
Ace Combat 5
Xenosaga 1
Xenosaga 3
Kingdom Hearts
Kingdom Hearts II
Soul Caliber III
Virtua Fighter 4: Evolution
Marvel Vs. Capcom: 2
Devil May Cry
Devil May Cry 3
Silent Hill 2
Silent Hill 3
Shadow of the Colossus
God of War
God of War 2

Then on November 17, 2006 I fell in love again, this time with the Play Station 3.

Though I may have an affinity with the culture of the past, I also have a great appreciation for new gaming technology and cutting edge graphics. I'm an out and proud technophile and the Play Station 3 speaks to my heart.

First of all, unlike my sex partners, when it comes to video games not only do I need something pretty to look at but I also need a great deal of substance. The games on the play station 3 tell stories that I find enthralling. Science fiction, Fantasy, Adventure, and War. Take your pick. I LOVE that the games play out almost like interactive movies, which I know some people despise. The more cut scenes and story they put in a game, the more I like it.


Second of all, Blu-rays are amazing, the picture detail is superb, HDTV required of course. And in the arena of home entertainment, size definitely matters. Bigger is better, I went with the 55-inch SXRD Sony KDS-55A3000. And don't forget about surround sound. Blu-rays are packed with HD sound. If you want to get the full experience then you need to make sure you buy a receiver and speaker system that can give it to you. Trust me, if you care about sound quality, there's a HUGE difference. I chose an Onkyo receiver and definitive speakers to compliment the Sony PS3 and HDTV. It's so amazing I could cream my pants.

I've never done porn just for the money, but thinking of being able to afford my idea of the perfect home entertainment system definitely helped me take some of the bigger cocks in my porn career.

So what GAMES have I played on the PS3?

Resistance: Fall of Man
Resistance 2
Naruto: Ultimate Ninja Storm
Heavenly Sword
Uncharted: Drake's Fortune
Grand Theft Auto 4
Metal Gear Solid 4
Devil May Cry 4
Ratchet & Clank Future: Tools of Destruction
Ratchet & Clank Future: Quest for Booty
Assassin's Creed
The Force Unleashed


I'm currently playing Dead Space and shitting my pants... Yes, I get scared easily by horror games. And yet I cannot wait until Resident Evil 5 comes out! Have you seen how hot they made Chris Redfield?!

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