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Ever since I first reviewed Collin O’Neal’s sizzling site back in March of 2007, I have been a big (and horny) fan of the man and his growing body of work. (My, doesn’t that sound naughty?–ha ha) So you can imagine my disappointment and softness–er, I mean, sadness, when news of O’Neal’s decision to retire from performing in front of the camera landed in my e-mail’s IN box.

The following is not only the retirement statement but also provides a nice history of O’Neal’s admirable career. Have a read and then be sure to pay the man a visit at his hot site.

Cheerio,

S.R.

THE STATEMENT:

Collin O’Neal, well known for being a masculine power top, has decided to retire from performing in front of the camera. “I just think now is the time to focus on working behind the camera since I feel I created a porn aficionado base that is not focused on me being in front of the camera but rather the hot new guys I find to perform for me from all around the world” says Collin. O’Neal started his porn career back in 2003 as an exclusive for HotHouse with Skuff II being the first movie he performed in with his ex boyfriend Arpad Miklos whom introduced him to the porn industry. After ending a one year exclusive contract Collin performed for Falcon, Chi Chi La Rue, Rascal Video, Raging Stallion, and Titan to name a few. “I didn’t do too many movies since I was very picky about my scene partners. I also had a full time job and attended night classes for my Masters, so I didn’t have a lot of time nor motivation to do a ton of movies.” Even though Collin did not make too many movies, Hot House owner Steven Scarborough really pumped up his image and marketed him aggressively. “I really have to thank Steven for making such a large star out of me” adds Collin.

After using his porn proceeds to buy a condo, Collin joked to his best friend Rich Richards one day while doing heavy remodeling on the condo about starting his own porn website. Rich didn’t laugh away the idea, but rather gave a very serious stare back at Collin and said “yes, let’s do it.” “I was just joking at first, but I knew I would need massive capital to start the company. Rich and I immediately stepped up the remodeling efforts and put the condo on the market to raise the necessary funds” says Collin. In 2005 Collin formed Collin O’Neal Productions, started shooting scenes amidst the construction of his condo, eventually sold it and moved to London to shoot more scenes. “London is a huge melting pot of people from around the world so I was filming with all kinds of guys and that is when the idea of ‘World of Men’ popped into my head” added Collin.

Collin eventually moved back to Miami to focus on marketing his website, www.collinoneal.com, and by chance met Chris Ward of Raging Stallion Studios when Francois Sagat requested him to be his scene partner. “Really, who would say ‘no’ to topping Francois Sagat” adds Collin. The day after filming with Francois, Chris Ward called Collin and asked him to have lunch. “Chris never told me what he wanted to talk to me about, but I was more than willing to delay my flight by one day to meet with him” says Collin. The meeting at a Thai restaurant near Raging Stallion Studios led to an immediate DVD distribution deal for Collin’s previously web only content. A few months later Collin started filming Lebanon with the financial backing of Raging Stallion. “I always wanted to film in Lebanon. I lived there for one year and I knew how gorgeous the potential model pool would be. I also had the crazy idea of filming in a bombed out building and messy Lebanese kitchen, but I could have never done it with out the financial backing of Chris Ward” adds O’Neal.

After the huge success of Lebanon which also included winning prestigious awards such as Best Pro-Amateur release at the GAYVN’s and Best Videography at the Grabby’s, Collin O’Neal’s World of Men series was well on its way to becoming a desirable brand within the porn industry. In addition to winning awards as a director and videographer, Collin also, after being in the industry for 4 years, was granted Best Cock by the Grabby’s in 2007. “It was all so much for one year. I was blown away for winning studio awards, but I also was proud of the industry recognizing my work as a performer after 4 years” adds Collin.

World of Men was created when Collin decided to take Raging Stallion Studios off his uniquely produced and directed DVD line. “I had a huge ego problem. Rich and I were working very hard on our own products and I really wanted the recognition, not just the financial gains” says Collin. O’Neal already started his company as Collin O’Neal Productions, but wanted to brand his DVD line with a more fitting name. “I had an ego problem, but not a massive ego problem. I knew I had to come up with a name that represented my work, not my ego” adds Collin. O’Neal settled on the name World of Men for his DVD line and started to replace Raging Stallion Studios with World of Men on his 3^rd release Miami shot in his home town and featured the first ever release with Roman Ragazzi. “Chris warned me about replacing Raging Stallion with World of Men. He thought retailers and consumers would not order a non Raging Stallion product, but my ego needed validation over my bank account being fed” says Collin.

After successfully creating a new DVD line, World of Men, Collin continued to move forward with an aggressive business plan with his sights set on self distribution and finally parting from the already loose relationship he had with Raging Stallion Studios. “I fought with Collin. At times pots and pans flew across the apartment aimed at me, but Collin never lets up. He had one last conversation with our good friend Chi Chi La Rue while on a cruise ship in the middle of the Mediterranean and when he hung up, his foot went solidly down on the self-distribution issue” adds Rich Richards. Over the past few months Collin and Rich hired Scott Boardman to head distribution and finally released Serbia as their first self-distributed title under World of Men last week.

Now that Collin O’Neal created a successful company that is not necessarily based on his image nor performance he feels it is time to retire from performing. “Over the past year I have invested a great deal of time managing my business and learning to work the video camera and less time at the gym. I just do not feel so good about my body in addition to meeting a special person that is not comfortable with me performing, so I made the decision to retire” says Collin. The final DVD featuring a performance by Collin O’Neal is World of Men’s Serbia where Collin and Dakota Rivers double fuck hot bottom Bijan. “I may change my mind in the future, but if I decide to perform again the scene will only be featured on my website. I feel more like a business man now and less like a porn star with an ego like others in the industry that keep performing in their own movies” adds Collin.

“Serbia” can currently be ordered and shipped immediately by contacting Scott Boardman at sales@collinoneal.biz, or by telephone at (305) 495-4767, or visit World of Men’s new website www.worldofmen.com which is now fully functional.

I have to say it’s been an enjoyable summer for films thus far, and should get even better this Friday with the release of the highly anticipated The Dark Knight; I already have my ticket for a noon screening on the day of release!. I’ve been quite impressed with most of the flicks I’ve seen: Iron Man (awesome), Indiana Jones (enjoyable), Sex and the City (wonderful, although my friends are split on whether the ending works), The Happening (not fantastic, but an effective thriller nonetheless), Wanted (lots of fun, and James McAvoy is hot); and only disappointed with Chronicles of Narnia – Prince Caspian. I wisely stayed clear of Speed Racer (watching the first 7 minutes of the film on-line at Box Office Mojo was painful enough) and The Love Guru.

But of all the films I have seen, the one that I least expected to enjoy as much as I did was Wall-E; the trailer for the film didn’t spark much interest in me when I saw it a couple of months ago. Who knew that an animated movie about a robot looking for love could be such a dazzling and moving experience for the audience? The $180 million production has almost earned back its budget with nearly $170 million in just 3 weeks of release and is even starting to generate some very serious Oscar buzz, something that’s often unheard of in summer blockbuster season. According to a recent Entertainment Weekly article, there’s even talk that the film will (should) be submitted for Best Picture consideration (vs. Best Animated Film). That certainly would make things interesting.

Chances are pretty good that Wall-E won’t be leaving theaters anytime soon, but that doesn’t mean that you should put off seeing it until later. It really is that spectacular and on so many levels.

Cheerio!

S.R.

Aside from checking them out on-line at sites such as Box Office Mojo, one of my favorite things about going to a movie theater is watching the “Coming Attractions” that (obviously) precede the feature film; on that rare occasion, the movie trailers are more entertaining than the flick I laid down some dough to see in the first place. An effective movie trailer whets the audience’s appetite for more and motivates people to part with their money once the movie opens.

I’m sure it’s been going on for longer than I’ve noticed, but recently I realized that more and more gay porn sites out there are also (and wisely) incorporating something reminiscent of movie trailers in order to attract new members. Offering up sneak previews of what you can find on the site is a brilliant and most welcome feature for anyone visiting for the first (or 100^th) time to discover.

Not surprisingly, many of the sites appearing on my Top 15 of 2007 List (found on the Sir Randy home page) have included cock teasing clips. While some, like Video Box Men, offer a limited number of preview clips per visit, others offer many more.

One in particular is the wildly addictive Brit site, Men at Play. Although one visit practically guarantees that you’ll sign up for life, there’s certainly no harm in checking out all of the preview clips beforehand; which can be found on channels 1 (auditions), 3 (hardcore), and 4 (solo). The only channel that I couldn’t locate any preview clips for was channel 2’s “Behind the Scenes”. Pity.

So if you haven’t already, see what I’m talking about on Men at Play (or most of the other top 14 sites listed on the Sir Randy home page). Enjoy these cock teasing clips, get hungry and then go in for the full meal, if you know what I mean.

Cheerio!

S.R.

One of the most highly anticipated films of the summer season–at least if you’re a woman or a gay man—stepped up to the boxoffice bar this past weekend and showed everyone that designer shoes are capable of kicking some serious ass.

Of course, I’m referring to Sex and the City, which opened in 3,285 theaters (1,000 less than Indiana Jones is playing on) in North America and took the #1 spot with almost $57 million; pretty impressive considering the film’s $65 million production budget.

Two questions immediately come to mind: Is the film good; and does it have the legs to keep itself in the Top 10 over the next few weeks?

The answer to the first question is easy (albeit only my opinion): yes; and if you are a fan of the HBO series which the film is a big screen continuation of, then make that a YES!!!!

Despite its 2 hours plus running time, not once did I find myself bored. Sure, the film looks great, the ladies fantastic, fashion is everywhere, and there’s an infectious score throughout, but it’s the writing and the performances that made it a memorable trip for me. Although the plum story line of course belongs to Carrie (SJP), where quantity may be lacking, quality can be found in the scenes devoted to Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte and the worlds in which they live.

I’m not about to discuss the various story lines—chances are, if you’re reading this, you’ve probably already seen the flick—but one thing I was hoping for and blissfully received was some sizzling piece of meat on screen to get all hot and bothered about. Forget Big, Harry, Steve and Smith, the one character whose scenes you’ll be freeze framing when the dvd comes out are the ones with Dante, Samantha’s seemingly sexually insatiable and undeniably delicious neighbor. I don’t think there’s one scene when he’s fully dressed; and most of his scenes involve him fucking at least one lucky lady. But his best scene—superficially speaking—has got to be when Samantha accidentally encounters Dante in his outdoor shower (and he invites her to join him). Not only do we get yet another look at his gorgeous body but also a quick and oh so memorable shot of his somewhat engorged dick. Here’s hoping the actor (Gilles Marini) wasn’t using a stunt double for the cock shot.

Whether or not Sex continues to rule the boxoffice in the coming weeks is hard to say. The competition is stiff—good god, “coming”, followed by “hard” and then “stiff”; it’s clear what my mind is on right now (ha ha)—and the reviews that I have read have mostly been unusually mediocre. Then again, a notable number of the less than glowing reviews have been written by critics who were beyond unfamiliar with the show in the first place. WTF is with that?

Regardless of its future in theaters, one cannot deny the film’s hit status. Everyone I’ve spoken with so far has found it to be really enjoyable, and I actually think that it’s the sort of film people will want to see more than once. And this time next week, it will easily recoup its budget. Which goes to show, I guess, that Sex sells.

Cheerio!

S.R.

I just finished reviewing Ebony Knights, a site with a name and home page that suggests plenty of content featuring black studs in action. While that alone would be reason for me to check it out—dark meat, yum, yum—once I did start to explore it I was surprised at just how much more the site has going for it.

For starters, gay content is just one fairly small component to the site. Currently of the over 15,000 scenes for (hopefully) your viewing pleasure, “only” 1,300 or so of those fall into the gay category. Within that category, roughly a quarter fill the black quota; a bit disappointing for those looking exclusively for something dark on the menu.

And “gay” is just one of 43 categories to choose from. The overwhelming majority of those categories are aimed at straight audiences but surprisingly enough—or maybe not—I found a lot of the straight scenes to have huge (sometimes literally) sexual appeal.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not about to exchange my gay card for a bisexual or het one; I still love cock and haven’t any desire to explore pussy. But some of the straight guys getting it on with the ladies are hot, hot, hot; as is the action. There’s plenty of oral and anal going on and witnessing some of these actresses reach (read: fake) orgasm is pretty entertaining. Just be certain not to have your volume setting too high; otherwise you may end up confusing your neighbors.

For those of you who read my full review of Ebony Knights, you’ll soon discover that it’s a site that I ended up liking immensely. Just not for the reasons I thought I would. Who knew deception could come with consequence-free satisfaction?

Cheerio.

S.R.

You know summer is just around the corner when the movie studios start to unleash big budget films, the current season of television begins to wind down, and Broadway announces its nominations for the Tony Awards. I’ve experienced a little of each this week…

The Good - I went and saw Iron Man on Tuesday, which for me was an awesome start to the summer blockbuster season. Being supported by both rave reviews and spectacular boxoffice ($188 million domestically to date, with another $165 million overseas), I would have been rather surprised had I not enjoyed it. And in case you haven’t already heard or read it somewhere else, if you’re planning on seeing the flick, hang in there thru the ending credits. What follows can best be described as confirmation of the (now) inevitable sequel(s). The always interesting Robert Downey, Jr. shines in the title role and it’s really nice to finally see Gwyneth Paltrow and Jeff Bridges in a hit movie; they’re all exceptional actors.

The Bad – I could barely stay awake earlier this week as the final episode of the season for MTV’s The Hills came to its conclusion. I’ve been a big fan of the guiltiest pleasure on television since it first aired, but after sitting through this mini-season and waiting (and waiting and waiting) for something exciting to happen, I’m in total agreement (see my “The Hills Are Alive…” blog entry) with the current issue of Entertainment Weekly when it keenly observes that if the show doesn’t do something soon to keep its audience interested, then “it may be time to head for a new set of hills”.

The Tonys – I’ve never been the kind of fag to pay a lot of attention to Broadway shows or the Tony Awards (to be televised on June 15) for that matter—which isn’t to say that I don’t enjoy Broadway when I’m visiting the Big Apple–but that all changed when I saw Xanadu on Broadway last summer. For anyone familiar with my blog, you’ll remember me first going on about how the infamous 1980 Olivia Newton-John cult classic musical (an oddity that I absolutely love, for the record) was going to be made into a Broadway show; and then I was thrilled when it opened to unexpected rave reviews from many of the influential theater critics in NYC turning it into the surprise hit of the season; and then how all of the hype that I had absorbed on-line about the show was effortlessly surpassed by my ecstatic reaction when I saw Xanadu in person in the summer of 2007. Since then, I’ve made weekly visits to the Broadway World site to monitor how the show is doing (over 400 performances to date, and $12 million plus at the boxoffice) and have continued to check the cool Xanadu on Broadway website on a very regular basis. So you can imagine my delight when it recently picked up an Outer Critics Circle Award for Best New Musical and then earlier this week was nominated for 4 Tonys, too: Best Musical, Actress, Book, and Choreography. I was disappointed and shocked that Cheyenne Jackson (as talented as he is hunky) wasn’t nominated in the Actor category, or that Mary Testa and Jackie Hoffman (as deliciously evil muses) were overlooked. Needless to say, this will be the first time ever that I watch the Tony Awards; here’s hoping it will be worth my while!

God (or Goddess) only knows what treasures and/or turds await me next week…

Cheerio!

S.R.

One of the reasons I so enjoy checking my e-mail on a regular basis is the occasional delightful surprise that awaits me. And there’s no better day to be on the receiving end of something delightful than a Monday. Today I was greeted by the news that Dr. Richard has returned!

Who is Dr. Richard, you may be asking yourself? Only the sexiest “doctor” on-line, with the most memorable bedside manner; although that’s something I sadly haven’t any first hand experience with.

I first encountered the studly doctor back in October 2006 when I was visiting one of my favorite places to hang out, the phenomenal suit sex site, Men At Play. I was simply blown away—if only (ha ha)—by not only his handsome and (initially) suited appearance (6 feet tall, early 30’s, salt and pepper hair, well groomed beard, awesome physique…and did I mention his 9.5 inch cock?) but also by how effortlessly seductive he was with his lucky patients. Watching this guy kiss another man was enough to have me sporting some instant wood, but when I saw what he could do with that dick of his, I nearly fainted from the fantasy of it all.

According to the site, until today Dr. Richard’s last appearance on Men At Play was back in March of 2007. Including the most recent addition to his catalogue of content, there is a total of 6 videos for you to enjoy. And trust me, enjoy them you will; mind you, not only his clips (and the sexy hunks he’s matched up with) but the entire site. Honestly.

For those of you who, like me, find yourself completely mesmerized by the Doc and his cock, you can find more of him on the Stud Sex Tour site, another rewarding destination to visit. But on the SST site, he answers to the name “Dillon”.

If I could arrange my next physical with him, I’d call him anything he wanted me to; assuming of course that my mouth wasn’t full at the time.

Here’s hoping that Dr. Richard is on call more often in the future.

Cheerio!

S.R.

According to a recent AOL Moviefone poll, the flick people (32% of the 420,000 respondents) are most excited about seeing this summer is Sex and the City; Indiana Jones came in a close second with 31%. As a major fan of the HBO comedy series—which in many ways was as much about 4 gay guys as it was 4 straight gals–this came as no surprise to me. Ever since reports were confirmed of there being a follow-up film to the series, so began the wait for (a) the inevitable movie trailers to dissect and analyze, and then (b) its release date of May 30. As the movie’s witty tagline invites you to “get Carried away”, many already have; myself included. I can’t wait for Sex to hit the screen—wait, that doesn’t sound right.

I think a contributing factor to all of the anticipation over the film has to do with the relative secrecy that shrouded the production. Only general storylines have thus far been revealed–Samantha’s moved to L.A. to make a new life for herself; looks like Steve is unfaithful to Miranda; after adopting a child, Charlotte finally gets pregnant (oh my god, could Steve be the father?—ha ha); and then, of course, there’s the question of whether or not Carrie and Big will finally tie the knot.

That last plot point has practically consumed people with curiosity. And it’s the best kept secret in Hollywood right now. Judging from the collage of teaser scenes—and the news that something major happens in the first act of the film—it looks pretty doubtful that Carrie and Big will wed. The reasons why remain a mystery (Big or Carrie getting cold feet at the last minute seems a bit too clichéd) so I thought what the hell, I’ll offer up my thoughts on why the marriage doesn’t happen and then come May 30 find out whether or not I was correct.

My theory on why Carrie and Big don’t wed is that en route to the church, Big is either in a car accident or suffers a heart attack (or something like that). If the producers want to make this a real tragedy, and have everyone reduced to tears within the first half an hour of the movie, then they’ll have him die. But if Carrie is to be allowed the happy ending that she deserves, he’ll be merely hospitalized and ready to walk (or be wheeled) down the aisle at the film’s conclusion. And instead of a big (no pun intended) wedding, it will be Carrie and Big, with Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte the only guests in attendance.

And the countdown continues….

Cheerio!

S.R.

Well into its third season now and more popular than ever, The Hills continues to be one of my favorite guilty pleasures, ideal and therapeutic television for a Monday night. What’s not to love? The “real” life trials and tribulations of 4 attractive L.A. gals is like the equivalent of flipping through a glossy fashion magazine while sipping on a cocktail. Everyone looks like they have their own stylist and each episode not only gives you a healthy dose of background music but also conveniently provides the name of the artist and song in the right hand corner of the screen. No need goes unfulfilled during this half hour of television!

But how much longer can the show go before the audience is over The Hills? This season has been an interesting one—Whitney and Lauren’s Paris trip, Heidi and Spencer’s “relationship vacation”, Lauren and Stephanie (Spencer’s sister) becoming friends, Audrina, Lauren and Lo talking about sharing a house together, etc…–but I wonder if the writers (oh wait, I forgot, this is “reality” tv!—ha ha) are running out of fresh ideas? Is reconciliation in store for the audience where Lauren and Heidi are concerned; or a season finale cat fight between the two gals? (I’m hoping for it to start as the former but end up as the latter, of course. What can I say, I want it all!) Will one of the characters realize that she’s a lipstick lesbian? Will another realize that she’s not a natural blonde? How about a drunken night that finds one of the characters—other than Heidi, that is—pregnant with Spencer’s demon baby? Will more (or any) focus be placed on either Heidi’s singing (and I use that term loosely; you’ll know why if you’ve heard her wretched song “Higher” or seen the equally painful video to it, shot and directed by none other than Spencer) career, or Lauren emerging as a clothing designer? Or would that be getting too close to reality?

One other thing I’m wondering about The Hills—and I hope someone will correct me if I’m wrong—but why don’t any of these fabulous gals have any fag friends? I mean, given that Whitney and Lauren are involved in the world of fashion, you would think that at some point either would have bonded with some cute gent who likes cock. For a show that has all of its other bases covered, some gay content seems to be the only thing missing.

Could The Hills be homophobic? With the absence of anything “gay”, it kind of makes you wonder. Doesn’t it?

Cheerio!

S.R.

While there hasn’t been any shortage of horror flicks in recent years, god knows finding one that’s actually good is another story altogether. Often they are remakes and almost just as often they are remakes of films that don’t deserve the remake treatment. So when something comes along that is an original, I’m more inclined to check it out.

Such was the case a week ago when I ventured into a darkened theater with a friend for a screening of the film, The Ruins. Based on the novel by Scott Smith (who also adapted the film to screen; always a promising sign when the same person is responsible for both versions, if you ask me), the flick “follows a group of friends who become entangled in a brutal struggle for survival after visiting a remote archaeological dig in the Mexican jungle where they discover something deadly living among the ruins.”

A nice, simple storyline is the kind of thing that works very well in the horror genre. And that holds true here. Apart from the final scene—which I found to be a bit of a letdown and am curious if the absolute ending of the novel is the same–The Ruins is a suspenseful, effective and often brutal thriller with enough bone-chilling scenes to get your adrenaline going; the friend I saw it with shrieked like a frightened school girl in all the right places. (I found myself gasping more than shrieking, for the record.) And in case you’re wondering, there are plenty of blood-soaked, squirm-in-your-seat moments, too.

What I also discovered—for the first half an hour or so, at least, and quite unexpectedly, I might add—was just how attractive the young cast was, ESPECIALLY the male characters (of course).

The biggest stud surprise to me was actor Jonathan Tucker, who with his boyish good looks was a familiar face from such films as The Deep End (with recent Oscar winner Tilda Swinton) and The Virgin Suicides; he also appeared in the remake of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and In the Valley of Elah (neither of which I’ve seen). But what I don’t remember from those films was just how hot this guy’s body is. Seriously. In The Ruins, there’s a scene where he gets out of the shower and is towel-drying himself off. It’s abundantly clear that this dude has a gym membership somewhere. I only wish I knew where exactly and what days of the week he works out there. Damn!

Shawn Ashmore, best known for his role as Bobby Drake/The Iceman in the X-Men films, also looks mighty fine here but in way that’s different from the god-like physique of Tucker. He’s in admirable shape, has wavy blond hair, a beard and body hair. And the scene when he’s trying to persuade his girlfriend to give him a morning blow job prior to them meeting up with the rest of the group is enough to make any fag want to lend a helping hand, etc…

And then there’s sexy Joe Anderson, again a familiar face—with these unbelievably incredible blues eyes–but while watching the film, I couldn’t figure out in what else I had seen him; however, when I Googled the actor on-line, I experienced instant (and lusty) recall of him in two of his most recent films, Across the Universe, and Control (which is about the forming of Joy Division).

The final on-screen stud is yummy 19 year old Australian actor, Dimitri Baveas; and although he doesn’t benefit from having a lot of screen time, the audience certainly benefits from him being shirtless almost every time he’s in front of the camera.

So I guess it’s safe to say that for me The Ruins was successful on two levels: one as a horror film, and the other as a fantasy flick, what with all of those sexy studs among the ruins. Gets my imagination wanking–er, I mean working overtime!

Cheerio!

S.R.