This issue of AVN Online is all about “fun and games,” and that got me thinking: Could there possibly be a more appropriate theme that sums up the adult entertainment industry than those three little words?
Look, I’m not saying that there isn’t work involved; that’s a given. Hell, just from talking with webmasters, it’s become all too obvious that a good deal of blood, sweat, and tears go into the making of a truly wonderful and unique adult site—even if you are making all the effort while sitting in your underwear after waking up at 2 p.m. on Tuesday. But let’s be honest here: Apart from the money (for those of us lucky enough to make it) and the ability to make your own hours, isn’t the opportunity to let down our hair and kick up our heels in festive celebration of our craft one of the biggest bonuses of this particular occupation?
What I love about the adult entertainment – and what drew me into exploring this industry as a means of work – is that at any given time, at any given party or trade show, there’s always some kind of fun to be had. During the Internext convention in Vegas earlier this year, party guests at the Qfest party (thrown by PrideBucks) were entertained by a live taping of a sex scene featuring several youthful-looking gay models. The action was fed into the television in the main room of the suite via cables so that those who couldn’t fit into the small hallway where onlookers gawked could still enjoy the show. It was my first night in Vegas, and not only was I tossing back a few drinks from the complimentary bar, but I was watching a couple of dudes get it on right in front of me. (I’d tell you what went on later that evening – er, morning – with the hot, little, porn star who successfully seduced me into inviting him to my room “just to smoke a joint before bed,” but in this business, it’s always best to err on the side of discretion. You know, loose lips and all that.
I started out in brick-and-mortar porn, cutting my teeth on visits to Falcon Studio sets and hanging out with Chi Chi LaRue’s stable of sweet ’n’ nasty Rascal Video models (who, it should be noted, definitely know how to treat the press), but it must be said that webmasters know how to throw a damn good soiree. The irony is that, when I was asked to join the staff of AVN Online, I initially hesitated, wondering if perhaps this side of the business – as rooted in technical jargon and affiliate programs as it is – might prove to be too “boring” for me. Boy, was I wrong. Internext – and the several other webmaster functions I’ve had the pleasure of attending – taught me that webmasters know how to have just as much fun, if not more, than those on the other side. I finally got it: Webmasters rock!
Perhaps best of all is the fact that when you party with webmasters, you are partying with everyday, ordinary people who just happen to work in porn. The common folk, some might even say. This works for me. I’m the kind of guy who doesn’t really like to make too much of a fuss, nor do I particularly appreciate the tendency to perpetuate ongoing drama. I’m just a guy who likes to do his fair share of partying while he’s getting the job done. I love porn because, frankly, I love sex, and watching purty boys get it on while I’m sucking down rum and Coke is an incomparable hedonistic pleasure. And to think, I get paid for this shit!
If that seems like I’m being far too shallow where serious-minded webmasters are concerned, I’m (kinda) sorry. But don’t we spend enough time talking about traffic, affiliate program models, and RSS feeds? Isn’t it nice to just spend some time pondering the fruits of our labor for a change?
Now, would somebody buy me a goddamn beer already?
