With no hesitation...

I'm going to put everything on the table, blunt, honest, and with no hesitation. I am an adult entertainer, I have sex on camera for money, and I love my job.

I am from a super small conservative town in New York, one of the states that is known for being a front runner on human rights, and personal liberties. Something that my small, closed mind town has trouble understanding. This is from the last boyfriend I had before leaving for college. As can be seen here, a child that has yet to grow up or seen reality. A child that throughout the length of our year and half relationship cheated on me with well over ten guys. From good personal friends, to guys I'd never met, he'd managed to make his way around town and have sex with just about every gay guy within a 25 mile radius. To say the least it struck a huge personal chord, and since then I've received texts, FaceBook messages, and even comments on Instagram from people that are "disgusted" with my personal choices.

Now lets get this straight, I was the dream child, not by own definition, but by the claims of everyone that has had the pleasure of working with, teaching, or mentoring me in any way what so ever. I by no means think I am Jesus reborn, or the savior of the free world. I do however have my shit together. For years I have done what ever its taken to make every one around me happy. Whether that was taking on the responsibilities of someone else, or covering for a coworker because at the age of 20 they have a 2 year old child whose birthday was that weekend, or ever giving the $50 in my bank account to a friend because they have a bill they need to take care of and I truly don't have anything that's a necessity going on. For 18 years I lived my life that way. For someone who's 19 that may sound over confident and a bit conceited, but there is so much that's happened that is truly my own to deal with that needs not be brought up here. I'm educated, I work hard, and I will do whatever it takes to make my life worth living. At this point though I do not care about your opinions of me. The petty drama that happened in the 7th grade so you feel the need to bring it up now and say you're so much better than me because you aren't in the adult industry. I'm tired of hearing that because I use what was given to me to earn money and live my life happily I am the scum of the Earth, and that you can't wait to see how I act when I have AIDS. Porn does not equal AIDS. Being uneducated on safe sex and testing leads to AIDS. The fact that you've had more sexual partners than I have but feel the need to throw stones shows how truly uneducated you are.

This is me giving a blow job to Alex Andrews, an adult entertainer that I met that day and got paid to do a scene with. I was, by choice, tested only a few days before this, and again, by choice a few days later. Now think back to your last one night stand, because I can say without a doubt I'm sure you've had one. Were you tested a few days before that? How about a few days after? We went through numerous condoms that day because safety for models is not something that the studio takes as a joke. Did you wear one that night? Or were you too drunk to know what was going on? On set we are asked if we are fully willing, under no influences, and understand the risks of what we are about do. Can you think of a single time you've had sex where you were asked this, and actually had to sign a legal contract to testify to this?

This is me getting fucked, yes fucked, by a man with an extremely large dick. Consensual, with a condom, and I was again paid for the scene. In less than a few days my asshole was back to it's normal size, and by no means "loose." Can you think of a time where you've has sex with someone with what's considered above average? Was your body permanently disfigured? Because if that's the case you need a doctors appointment, not to cast judgement on someone else for their life choices.

I will end this rant with this, what everyone I talked to today about this whole "problem" received.

I've debated doing this for awhile now, but it's become pretty clear that it needs to happen. I've made some decisions that many of you may not support. But that is solely my decision. If you have a problem with that then I'm sorry to have upset you in any way, but that's not my problem. If you do have a problem with that and you can't bare to see me live my life how I choose I will happily say goodbye and we will never need to speak again. This is my life and I will live it how I see fit. You may categorize my decisions as stupid and reckless, but in all reality you have not the slightest idea as to what's going on. My family supports me. They ask questions. They know what's truly happening. They still care. I will never place someone before myself again. I am happy, and I will continue doing what I want for as long as I am happy. This will be the one and only time I say this. If you want to have a civil discussion about it, and you actually matter, you will have a way to contact me. If you can't do this, and want no further contact it's been really nice knowing you, and I wish you the best.

I doubt that this will apply to any one that's read this post. But I will be sending a link to this post, as long as links to all of my work to everyone that had a problem with me today. Because above all things, if you are truly a friend, and truly care about me you will be happy for me because I am happy.

I'm heading to bed now because tomorrow I have plans with my dad. A man that knows all about what I do, goes to church, is my parent, yet still has the decency to let me make my own mistakes and choose how I live my life.

XOXO,

- Aiden

Where in the world am I

It's always an interesting homecoming to say the very least. Seeing old friends, all the family, and hearing the wonderful stories of all the things to do in these oh so very small towns. The new hot trend is dressing up and doing crazy things to see peoples reactions. Which for me has never been a problem.

To say the least, I'm unbelievably bored and cannot wait to get out of this town. In just a few short days I'll be making my way to a city that's just a bit bigger. Where thankfully I'll have the option to hang out with friends that I've known for basically my entire life. I've only got only a few more weeks here, and then I'll be making my way to New York City for about two weeks. I'll be enjoying my first ever pride and seeing some friends from Tampa one last time before I finally settle down in Los Angeles.

On a better note though, my scene with Hot House has finally released! It's been up for a week now, and I couldn't be happier with the results so far. I've got a good rating on Hot House, and the scene's got a four out of five so far. The more votes the better, so if you have a subscription to Hot House, I'd love for you to rate me high. As a little incentive I'll share a couple of the pictures from the photo set here. 

Check out my twitter for some more pictures from the scene, and for the full length scene make sure you swing by Hot House. It's definitely going to be an interesting couple of weeks, and I'm going to do my best to keep you all filled in on these adventures. I hope you guys can keep up with me, because even I'm having trouble with that right now.

XOXO,

- Aiden

Everything has a meaning

By the point I'd be a little surprised if you hadn't noticed, but I have a few tattoos. Six if you really want to put a number to it. Each one I got at different times, and each of them has a meaning. I can never really think of what to put up on here, but I figured putting something up about my tattoos would be a good insight on to who I am, and it shows they're not just meaningless markings on my body.

I got my first tattoo when I was seventeen. I had basically been begging my parents to get it, and finally my dad agreed. When I was younger my family went sailing on the weekends, and I loved being out on the water. My dad was all about the logistics of it, and loved telling me stories about what sailing used to be and all of the history that went a long with it. One of the first stories he told me was about the nautical stars and how when ships would leave harbor they'd mark on their maps two nautical stars, one where they began, and the second to where they were headed. Long story short it was something that always stuck with me. I basically kind of kept that story with me and transpired the nautical stars into a symbolic map for me. I got my first nautical star when I was visiting a college and was seeing my life finally starting. I had absolutely no idea where I wanted to go with my life but I knew it was really going to be mine to make.

The next tattoo I got wasn't for awhile after I had gotten my first. I went a good eight months without even thinking about getting another one. Not that I hadn't already picked it out, just wasn't sure I wanted to put something else on my body that would be there forever. My mom was of course jealous that I had gotten a tattoo with my dad, and she finally convinced me that it was time for us to get our own. I don't really want to go into the whole story of why she got it, but like everyone my family has gone through some really rough times. My mom was down with my sister visiting me in Florida and we all decided we were finally going to go get our C'est La Vie tattoos. Probably one of the most cliche French sayings, but a sentiment packed with emotion. I personally got it as a reminder that no matter how hard life is at times, it's just that; life. You make it what you want. If you want to let something drain on you emotionally that's exactly what it's going to do. But you have the choice to make the best of every situation you face.

The third tattoo I got is by far my least favorite, which sounds strange, because I love all of my tattoos, I just hadn't thought this one through enough. I've always been the type of person that thinks with my heart before my head. If it means the world to someone else I'm going to do it. It may impact me financially, or force me to go without sleep, but I'm always going to help others if I have that option. I've always realized that about myself, typing it out it kind of seems a bit conceited, but I wanted something for me that even on those days where I hate to say I did something great because it negatively affected me afterwards that moment where someone is grateful and I was able to do something to make them happier means the world to me. In a round about way the key is my key to happiness. I got it facing my heart because when I make decision on what I feel, I always end up happy.

My fourth tattoo is probably the hardest one to talk about, but if I'm going to open up about all of them I'm not going to sell myself or you all short. When I first got to college I was a part of a mentor program where College aged leaders go on a retreat and learn about different styles of leadership. It was the weekend before college started so we all got to move in early, and I made some of the best friends of my life there. The night before we left for the retreat we had a little meeting to talk about the trip and what it would be like and met this tiny girl who I instantly became best friends with. That night we went back to my dorm and split a large pizza from Dominos. Each of us ate half of it and it was basically the funniest thing to everyone the nest day because of all the people there we were the smallest of everyone. Basically Jay and I spent a little bit of time with each other every day on. When summer came around we kind of fell out of touch because we were in two completely different places and had our own things going on at home. I was on my way to Boston that day for a vacation and I got a call from one of our mutual friends and after that everything just goes a bit hazy. Jay had been home for about two weeks, and was in an awful state of depression that she hadn't told anyone about. She had committed suicide and all I could think to myself was why hadn't I called, or even texted her. It's apples to oranges at this point but I took it pretty hard. Her favorite song in the entire world was Somewhere Over The Rainbow. She changed my life. She made college the best experience for me. I hadn't ever really lost anyone before her so I wasn't sure what to do. In memory of her I got the sparrow because I just remember her screeching "Blue birds fly" every time I visited her in her dorm.

The fifth tattoo was my second nautical star. By this point I was a lot more confident in my decisions and I though I had a handle on my life. I was Pre-Law had an amazing internship, was the birthday coordinator at Chuck E. Cheese, everything seemed to be falling into place. I was set for my double major, double minor path, and had gotten at least 3.8 in my 45 credits at that point. Clearly things have changed a bit since then, but I think to myself that even though the destination may be clear, the route there is always going to vary a little. So although my plans may not be a senior partner or anything like that my only true goal is to be happy, and if things change a bit along the way so be it.

My final tattoo, at least at this point kind of contradicts my key tattoo. I'm not sure how many people know the book Atlas Shrugged, or the author Ayn Rand, but the quote "Who is John Galt?" is from that massive novel. In a condensed 1300 page book the quote means be selfish. Personally I didn't get the tattoo in the sense I wanted to remind myself to be selfish, I did it for the opposite. All of Rand's characters had massive fortunes and dominated their industries. But none of them had a personal relationship with a single other individual. They were depended on because they were good at what they did, but they didn't care about other people and their feelings, they cared about being good at what they did and ow much money they made off of it. I basically got a completely different meaning from the book on my first read but after a couple more times I've kind of made "Who is John Galt?" into a quote of my own. It's not about being selfish, it's about what you want to do in your life. If you want to make money and riches, that's your choice. If you want to be the most charitable person, that's your choice. I've kind of redefined it to be something that's mine personally. 

I'm sorry it kind of turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would be, but I guess that's really the only way to explain the meanings fully. I hope you guys enjoy, and I'm sorry if you've got to break up the readings into parts because of its novel like length. Happy Memorial Day! Be safe, and enjoy the holiday!

XOXO,

-Aiden

That awkward moment when...

So I don't even really know how to begin describing how I get myself into these kind of situations, but looking back after a few days have passed and the texts have died down a bit I can only really laugh. I'm still kind of working on the whole social media stuff, because honestly in my personal life I don't really use any of them. I used to be a huge Facebook fan and I just made an Instagram, so somehow when I was posting a picture I accidentally hit the share on Facebook button. I realized right away that I did, but I guess by that point it was a little too late. 

At first I didn't really realize that I had connected my personal Facebook with my Instagram. Cut to me opening Instagram a couple hours later and 50 new followers all of whom I know from the past 18 years of my life. A couple of ex-boyfriends, old bosses, childhood friends, and people I haven't even talked to in like 10 years. Unfortunately I was the kind of guy that if I knew you, we were going to be Facebook friends. 

Thankfully I haven't really gotten any bad responses from the people I've had to scamper to tell not to go broadcasting it all around town, I'm still not really sure who all got the notification so I can't really begin to do any clean up work. I'll share these lovely two conversations with you all, one from our family Nanny, and one from a girl I used to dance with. Hope you all can find as much humor as I can from it, because at this point I've realized there's not really any other emotion that even is worth the time.

Hope to see you all tonight on Ustream! I'll be on at 10:00 PM EST. I'm sure we can talk a little bit more about all of this fun stuff there, because I've got a little bit more damage control to do now.

XOXO

- Aiden

Despite my better judgement...

So Saturday night despite my better judgement I ended up going out to try and meet up with a couple of people. I ended up going out and despite the usual process of pregaming and all of that fun stuff I went out completely sober. I got to the club and saw a couple of friends, and decided to go over to see how their nights were and all of that. I knew almost everyone that was there and was chatting for a bit and one of the guys I didn't know offered me a drink. The first thought was to turn the drink down, but because he was with a bunch of my friends I decided nothing bad should really come of it. After a few minutes, the night just goes black. I woke up at 3:00 on Sunday afternoon in my friend's apartment with no idea how I was there or what happened the night before.

The first picture was from when I got home from the club, and the second one was from the next morning. I've only been able to get a little bit of what happened but I basically was out of control and not comprehending anything that anyone was saying to me. I was taken about half way home from someone with brown hair, a little taller and older than me, and then got out of the car and took a taxi from there. I mean, I'm not sure what really happened, however I have a pretty good idea as to what happened. I'm by no means the type of person that gets drunk off of one drink, and beyond that I would never leave my friends to go with some stranger. 

On top of it all, my wallet is missing, as are my glasses, and I have no way to get any of it back. I have one credit card, and I had $25 cash from the money I had taken out that night. The guys I went out with told me that basically after I had the drink I went from perfectly fine to incomprehensible. Overall, the night was an epic failure and I know have awful cuts all over my face, pretty sure I was drugged, and learned my lesson. Never drink a drink from someone you don't know, and on top of that make sure you see the bartender actually make the drink. So here's a cheery Aiden hoping that at least you learn from my mistakes. Quick recovery on top of that too. 

Oh, and I got a haircut! 

XOXO,

- Aiden

So, about the scars...

So I get this question all the time, and I've kind of always skated around it a bit because I didn't really know how personal I wanted things to get. As I've continued doing shoots and met more people and studios in the industry I've realized that it's not really a question I'm going to be able escape. I've decided that I'm gonna put everything on the table once, and then just direct people here if they have questions. 

When I was twelve years old I went to go spend the night at my Aunt and Uncles house and the night went great, but the next morning didn't. At some point during the night one of the gas pipes had broken and there was a massive gas leak. It was the middle of the winter and the ground was frozen. By chance of events there was a problem in the basement where the outside allowed gas in to the basement, and the foundation followed by the actual basement filled with gas. At around 5:00 in the morning the furnace turned on, and the gas in the basement lit.

I woke up seven days later in the hospital after being placed in a medically induced coma. When I woke up I clearly wasn't really aware of what was going on, but my life was changed. I'm sure in some of my shoots you'll see a little more than the normal pictures show, but I was now covered in burns, and scars. I found out that I had to receive my first heart surgery, and had a couple of other issues that the normal twelve year old boy doesn't really know how to deal with.

I have thirteen scars from the accident. The big one on my abdomen that you can see in basically any picture I post, as well as two others on my stomach, one around my bellybutton from my colon surgery, and one under the nautical star opposite the big noticeable one from my first heart surgery. The scar on my stomach that you see in everything as well as the scars on my right knee, and left thigh are from where burns removed. Two under my right armpit as well as two under my left armpit from chest tubes. One on my forehead from a burn that thankfully is no longer noticeable. One on my left wrist, and one on my right foot from skin grafts, and one on right thigh where they took the skin from. That totals my first thirteen. I also have two super small scars in my groin area that are completely invisible from my second heart surgery. 

But that is enough about all of that! Now for the positive notes. First off, it was six years ago, and it's been a super long time and I don't remember a thing that happened. Two, it's given me an unbelievable outlook on life. You never know when your time is up, so you have to live every day to it's fullest potential. I'm going to post another post this week to take the sad status away, but I don't really know what else to post with it. I hope you all have a great night, and thank you Amy for your advice!

By the way, I'm really sorry if this comes accross as a search for sympathy. Because I honestly do not want or need it. I'm sorry again!

XOXO

- Aiden

Three's the charm

So I asked you guys what I should write my next post on. It was between sexcapades, more about me, and what I have coming up. I was looking for more of just one thing to write about so I could get a little bit more on topic with what I wrote about. But I guess we can just have a little bit longer of a post. But just because you guys asked, and I have a little bit of time. ;)

So as I'm sure every gay guy knows. Grindr is one of the easiest ways to meet other gays in the area around you. Whether for a date, friendship, or my personal favorite, to find a great fuck buddy. Since I've been in Florida it's been one of my most used apps. I guess one of the big parts of all my vacations recently have been sex, rough sex, and group sex. I've probably been with some of the hottest guys ever here in Florida. Personally, I think the sun and great weather helps sculpt them into the newest forms of Greek Gods. On top of that, the other app that I personally think is not as well recognized, Jack'd has allowed me to meet some of the hottest guys around the world. Clearly not in person, but the  skype sex has been just as great. A guy with an accent? Insta-boner. I'm going to share a few of my favorite recent conquests with you guys. Unfortunately I can't show their faces, but I think you'll get a good drift. 

This is just one of my favorite guys. You can see my two favorite parts of his body; his ass and his abs. I would put some more pictures up, but then it would just become a gallery of a bunch of random guys from all over the US that I would do very dirty things to. For example, I'm in the Charlotte Airport right now, and chatting with a few gorgeous guys that I wouldn't mind some quality cuddle time with. I do have to say though, it's awful having layovers because of this reason. The farthest things ever go is some dirty talk, and maybe we end up skyping when I get home. No bueno.

I also said I would let you guys know a little more about myself. This is always my favorite thing to talk about. I mean, honestly, who doesn't like talking about themselves? I guess I'm a bit of a wild card. I have really distinct music taste, as a few of the lovely ladies I ustreamed with a few days ago know. 

 

No one ever seems to know what Songza is. But I will say it's probably the number one app I would recommend downloading. I would say it's about a million times better than Pandora. Solely because it gives you different categories for things you would be doing at a certain time on any given day, and then a selection of your favorite types of music to go along with that. You basically choose from three categories and it never fails to disappoint. 

I'd hope that all of you know who these two artists are, but I won't judge if not. These are just the two I chose to kind of give a taste as to what I like. Definitely not the epitome of my taste, but a starter. If I brought Leagues, Javelin, or the Generationals into the conversation I feel like a lot of people would just be confused. Yes, that was my way of giving you guys some more names so you can get inside my head. ;)

I used to be a dancer, and I think that's where a lot of my music taste came from. We used to spend a solid fifteen to twenty hours a week in the studio between Ballet Tech, Ballet Choreo, Modern, Jazz, Contemporary, Musical Theatre, and so on and so on. But no matter what teacher we had or who the choreographer was we'd always listen to some upbeat Indie for the warm-up, stretch, and cool-down. Beyond that, a lot of times our final piece would be choreographed to an Indie song. Minus Jazz, and Musical Theatre of course.

When I first started dancing I started a little late, so I was definitely in the beginning groups for classes. But as you get to know me more you'll realize one thing about me, I never do anything small. If I go for something I go full force, and don't give up until I reach the point where I'm happy with what I've achieved. I went through rough patches all the time with dance because I hated being the one who knew the least, and didn't match up to other people my age. My Junior year of high school I kind of took on the challenge. I threw in an extra three hours a week in private lessons. An hour and a half of Ballet, and then forty-five minutes of Jazz, and Modern. I broke a toe at least once a month, and have the definition of dancers feet because of it. But over that year I made strides.

I'm gonna keep it at that for the about me section, but I'll pick up with that again next time. ;)

Now for the last thing everyone wanted to know. What I have coming up! As a lot of you know these past two months have been crazy travel wise. A week in Los Angeles, a couple days in New York city,  and a little bit of every where else as well. After all these travels I kind of needed a little down time. Which is kind of what this past week was. As of right now I don't have much scheduled. But I have a couple of things I never pictured happening. As of right now I've been interviewed for a book a couple of times, nothing too serious but just a few questions here and there. I won't use names, but she's absolutely amazing. She's been telling me a little bit about her idea for the book, and not that I'm the main character or anything of the sort, she's picking my brain on what it's like to be in the industry. On top of that I've been asked to submit a couple of photos for the cover of another book. Again, the characters not based off of me, but who wouldn't want to be on a book cover? The last thing that I know of for sure is my meeting tomorrow. I'm going to catch up with Christopher Giovanni about his company CGE&M. I'm not sure exactly where the meeting will lead, but I do know he manages reality TV stars, and Catalog models, hint hint. 

That's basically all I know of right now. But it's been an interesting trip so far. I hope you guys all come back by soon. I want to keep you guys up to date on this crazy life, and give you some insight on to what the world of adult entertainment is truly like!

XOXO,

- Aiden

Dominant? Wait what?

So as a proclaimed power bottom, with the endorsement of Jason Sparks, I have never seen myself as someone who would ever be in a quote-un-quote sole dominant top. Yet all of a sudden I've seen a new side of myself. I met a guy who quite honestly I thought would basically fuck my brains out until I begged him to stop. Yet, quite the opposite, he's strictly bottom, and likes guys who are five star tops to be his dominant fuck buddies.

As well all know, I am by no means this. I'm the kind of guy that would prefer to be plowed for hours with no questions asked/needed about their stamina. At first I was taken aback, because he's got an amazing body, and seems, compared to many others, at the very least vers, with some quite substantial topping skills.

I would feel awful showing his face, although I'm sure he wouldn't mind, because I'm still clearly working on this whole being in charge thing. But when we first met, started texting and quite honestly sexting, I thought he would want to fuck my brains out all the time.  On the contrary, he wanted rules and punishments for his misdeeds. Christian Grey much? 

Despite my lack of experience in the whole dom/kink category I feel like I've done fairly well. I'm not going to bring the kink stuff in just yet. Key word YET. I will say that despite my experience I've enjoyed every single second, and will continue to enjoy every second of it. I gotta say, as soon as I'm done with all of this, I'm going to go jack off to the multiple videos he had to send me tonight because of his rule breaking. Where's my ruler, because I feel like a naughty school teacher that wants to punish my gorgeous pupils. Oh, and by the way this gorgeous guy is older than I am. What can I control? Just about everything with him. Give me some advice on some more rules, and punishments. I know he'd love to see them publicly published. 

A couple more photos of this gorgeous guy. My favorites by the way. 

XOXO,

- Aiden

(^My new signature by the way^)

Shoot finished!

So this was supposed to post a few nights ago, but I must have accidentally hit save to drafts. Sorry but I promise if you read through the end will make it all worth it!

 

So after a phenomenal trip to San Francisco my first big time shoots done and over. I was blessed to shoot with Hot House this past few days working with the gorgeous Alex Andrews, being shot by porn star legend Christian Owen. I met a ton of amazing people including, but not limited to, Jimmy Durano, Jesse Colter, and Tony Buff. My few days in San Francisco turned out to be more than just a work trip. It turned into a mini vacation with work being the main priority.

I found out that the hotel I was at was basically a gay porn star mecca, and all of the gay porn models that are in San Francisco for shoots are all set up in the same hotel for their time in San Francisco. My first night was when I saw Jesse Colter walk in, and I had this idea that I could be shooting with him, and basically went crazy. Jesse has kind of always been the guy I was aiming to be. His success in porn is easy to see. Whether on Men.com, or Kinkmen.com he's made strides. Which I'm all about. He gave me a lot of advice on how to be successful, and I couldn't have asked for better advice.

I had met Tony Buff at the Black Party Expo a few weeks before we saw each other, but when he first came out I wasn't sure if it was him, so I kind of just scoped the situation out trying to figure out if it was really him. I was sitting in the smoking section with two British Lesbians, and Tony came down and kind of just jumped into the conversation. It went from small talk about our days, to a more meaningful conversation about the United States, and all of the different events going on. The whole stigma of porn stars being stupid? Definitely misleading. Tony has a degree in philosophy, and served as a marine, fighting for the US in the first war with Iraq. I learned a lot about things I'd never even contemplated before, and added a little bit from my background.

This is probably not one of the finest memories for the Obama administration, but last year I worked in one of their district offices in communications, I helped set up a majority of Obama's press conferences and speeches in Florida, helping with all press coverage of the election. After a six month stint with them, I moved on to work with Time Magazine for the Republican National Convention, sitting in the press box recording the speeches, as well as taking notes on different things that were happening. I was by no means in support of the Romney campaign but it was amazing seeing history be made right in front of my eyes. Romney will always be in history as the biggest mistake the Republican party has made. 

But back to my trip! I learned a lot about myself as a porn model, as well as more than a few tips on how to be successful in the adult entertainment industry. I'm finally back in Los Angeles, just taking a few day break before I go back to Tampa to get back in the flow of things. Time for the gym, and some tanning to try to get more camera ready.

I definitely didn't miss the traffic or the wait for the bags. But it's nice to finally be home. It was a long trip, but I definitely can't wait to get a full nights sleep, and actually have my bed to myself. I'll update you guys again in a few days about how things in Tampa are! 

XOXO,

- Aiden

UPDATED:

So since I accidentally hit save, and not publish, I've got to make it up for you. Here's a picture of my ass, and the dick that will be inside of it later tonight. ;)

Back In the Airport!

After only a few days in Tampa, I'm on my way back to LA. I'll be spending the night there and then tomorrow I fly to San Francisco for a shoot with Hot House. I'm excited to finally shoot with a big well known studio. It's been a bit since I've had any clients, so that's been a little relaxing. But my time in Tampa was mostly just spent putting furniture together, and getting everything here around for when I come back next time. Last night I went out with some friends here to one of the local bars GBar, and had a porn party where we watched my first scene that I shot with Jason Sparks Live.

It's definitely been a long week, and weekend. But I'm excited to get back into a studio and shoot some more scenes. I'm not sure who I'm shooting with or what the idea behind the scene is. But I'll be sure to let you all know as soon as I do. Hope you guys come back soon. There's a lot going on right now, and once it all pans out I can't wait to fill you all in. 

- Aiden

Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession.

Since the day I made my twitter and tumblr I've gotten a ton of mixed reviews. Whether it was the hate mail from anonymous people on Tumblr, or the fun loving tweets I got on twitter, people have been showing a concern for whatever I've been doing. I must say that it's both gratifying and draining hearing all of the mixed reviews. Either way though I'm going to keep doing what makes me happy.

Tumblr has been the main place where the negative images and connotations have come into play, but even on Twitter people have brought in their bad thoughts and have tried to put me down. Granted, it was a foreign language, so it was a little difficult to translate fully, but google translate's definitely been a major help. Overall the genera idea was that in their minds, I wasn't anywhere near attractive enough to be in gay porn.

Although I've gotten my fair share of hate mail, the amount of love I've received far surpasses that. Whether from friends, family, or even strangers I want to thank all of you for being there. Because without some praise, whether finite or infinite, no one can go on without feeling loved. Whether it's been twenty people or just one, knowing that someone gets the slightest bit of joy out of what I'm doing with my life makes it all worth it. There are times where I should be selfish, as is the case with anyone. However, just knowing that one person in the world finds my work as rewarding for themselves will keep going and persevere. Although many see it as insignificant and a profession for the inadequate, I enjoy my job, and knowing that other people enjoy it as well will just push me harder to succeed.

 

Input will forever and always be appreciated. Knowing that my family backs me up, as do my friends, makes all of this worth it. I'm happier than I've ever been and will continue to stay that way. I hope you guys come back again soon. I've got some major changes happening in my life right now, and I honestly can't wait to share my adventure with you all. I love you guys!

XOXO,

- Aiden