I’ve been bugging my boyfriend to buy a better video camera. Actually we’ve been wanting a better still camera (the 21 megapixel Cannon EOS 5D Mk2), but I convinced him it would make more sense to buy a better video camera since we can make money shooting porn with the video camera, where a new still camera can’t really make us more money. (Of course, it’ll be a while before we actually see a return off the porn and we’ll have to put money up to may models in the meantime, but…) Anyway, I had picked out one I thought would be good and while it was more expensive than the still camera it wasn’t completely crazy expensive. Finally he came around, and decided right before I left for IML that we should get a camera. I spent a day trying to figure out which camera was really best and chose a different one than I had initially though. When I had him review it he wanted the professional version of the camera which was even more expensive. Long story short, we got the video camera he wanted, so we’re on our way to being able to shoot HD porn…

We literally got the camera the night before I left for IML. I spent the plane flight reading the manual and I was hoping I could videotape a few people while I was at IML. But since I hadn’t made any plans, that was easier said than done. However, one guy did say he was up for it, so I had him over. He said he was up for more than fucking and when I told him I was into stuff like flogging, he seemed fine with it.

He arrives and while he wasn’t like his pics (he was bigger and beefier) he was still pretty hot – like a big piece of man meat. He had this big grin on his face which just wouldn’t go away. Since I was videotaping it, I figured I’d do a variety of things and start with stripping him down, restraining him a bit, and having him walk down the hall to get some ice. So there he is lumbering down the hall in a jockstrap and boots with his wrist bound together and it strikes me – OH SHIT – my wallet with the key card is in the room. I’ve just locked us out of the room! There was nothing I could do about it right at that moment, so I wait to tell him until we’re almost all the way back to the room. HotBttmTO had the room next door and we had exchanged key cards, so I knock on his door hoping he’s in, but he’s not. There was nothing I could do at that point except leave the bottom in the hallway and run down to the front desk. Luckily we were on a pretty private side hallway, so it wasn’t much of a spectacle.

At the front desk they tell me they’ll send security up to unlock the door since I didn’t have photo ID on me. When I get up to the room HotBttmTO had just arrived and he let me in (thank god – didn’t really want to deal with security on that one). Luckily the bottom was still all smiles and while that was a hiccup, nothing bad happened.

We get into the room and I hood the bottom and put him against the wall to flog him. We had talked briefly about limits and he said his limit was “no extreme pain”. He had also mentioned that he was a regional title holder for Mr. Drummer some years back, so I figured he had the same definition that I did for “extreme pain”.

I start flogging him (had to use the two floggers I had bought the previous day). Started with the soft thuddy moose one, and then worked up to the cowhide one that’s sorta a low to moderate pain flogger (depending on how you use it). His back was getting nice and red, but he started having problems taking it. A few times he indicated that he was about at his pain limit. I hadn’t even broken out the wire flogger/whip I had used on the bottom last year. That’s painful, but even that’s not quite “extreme pain”. Clearly this guy had a different definition of “extreme pain” than I did.

Since he had pretty much had his limit, I wound that down and put him on the bed. Now I should mention he had a 000 gauge ring in his dick (a Prince Albert). That’s absolutely huge. A 00 gauge ring is the thickest gauge that will fit in my urethra – so he was bigger than that. In addition, he had a big thick copper cockring on – the type that goes down and pushes on your perineum. His dick was all shriveled, which I discovered is his reaction to any type of hitting (flogging, cock and ball whip, etc.)

I play with his body a bit and then his hole and I’m hard so I shove my pierced dick up his hole (I had the curved barbell in my PA). I’m not usually all that into big beefy types, but his hole felt good. He had lubed up and it was all wet and slick. After a little fucking I noticed he wasn’t totally clean, but it wasn’t so bad that I was going to stop. But as I fucked him more it became more of an issue, so I stopped.

I figured I’d videotape him douching. He was still hooded, so I led him into the bathroom, got him situated in the tub and used the shower shot on him. Thing was, I could tell I was putting more water up there than was coming out, so after a while it sorta seemed counter productive.

We went back to the bed and fucked a little more, but like I expected it was now an even sloppier mess up there. My dick goes soft when shit is an issue and all of that sorta put my dick out of commission and stopped the fucking. [And for thoe of you who are critics – no that doesn’t make me a bad top.]

So since I had this big beefy guy tied up on the bed I figured I’d have some fun with him and started playing with his dick and balls. My goal was to edge him and see how much he could take. So I licked his balls and his dick. Didn’t suck his dick – just licked it. He definitely responded and got totally hard. I licked and licked and licked. Looking at the time code on the video I think it went on for about 20 minutes. He was in agony ’cause he wanted to cum, but couldn’t. I gave him permission to cum, but he really needed to be sucked not licked to cum, but what was cool to me about videotaping it was the size of his PA. I tried very briefly to put it in my mouth, but that just wasn’t going to work and I had zero interest in giving him a regular blowjob.

Finally I just gave up getting him to cum and we wound down the scene. When I took off the hood he was in a very different mood than when I had put the hood on. He wasn’t smiling, he was withdrawn and was difficult to read. I kept pushing him to talk and explain what was going on, but he was just shut down. The more I pushed the worse things got. He did mention something about being upset about not being able to cum.

He did show me photo ID and I took a photo of it, but he was reluctant to sign the model release. He took a copy with him “to look at it”. He also said he was a cop and people didn’t know he was into fetish. So frankly I don’t think he’ll ever get it back to me. Lesson learned – have them sign before you start. The weird part was he said it was OK when he started…

After he left I sent him a message. I realized I may have pushed him past his limits and there could have been a point at which the scene started going bad for him. If that was the case, I apologized. He wrote back saying I didn’t do anything wrong. I have two theories of what happened… First, he felt like he failed – between not being able to cum and having a dirty ass maybe he felt like he disappointed me. Second, it’s possible he was high and the drugs wore off. It was such a huge change in mood I sorta suspect that was the case. Or maybe I did do something wrong and he’s just being polite… Who knows? It’s too bad it ended that way though…