I figure every now and then I should throw some "free porn" up here to keep you horny boys coming back for more. So a few weeks back I met Dominic Brown at Austin Pride and learned he is also a Randy Blue boy. While I have not had the pleasure of being pleasured by him, I figured I'd show y'all more of this beauty! Dear Randy... I want to work with him!
CLICK HERE TO SEE MORE OF DOMINIC!!! Then go ahead and sign up and check out my scenes too!!!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Happy Pride Ya'll
I've said it once and I'll say it again, Pride is one of my favorite times of the year. This weekend was the crown jewel of Texas Prides, Houston. Houston has one of the biggest and one of the only nighttime parades in the country and I love it. Now, if I were to tell you all about the parade I'd be lying to your face since I was only able to see it as I drove by since I was at a wedding out of town all day. (Celebrating heterosexual unions when I should have been celebrating the fight for homosexual equality. But more on that in another blog.) My pride started late Saturday night at Meteor. (The lounge the boys and I call home.) It was packed and anyone who is anyone in Houston was there. (When you see the man who owns most of gay Houston there, you know it is a big night.) I wasn't feeling the bar, it just felt weird. It felt like everyone from my past was in one room and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Logan and Tye showed up first out of the boys, which is good because I hadn't seen Logan in a few weeks and had lots to tell him. So it was a good time, I've been trying to be civil with Van, if you hadn't gathered from some postings and my twitter, we've decided to just be friends after being unable to get through some stuff. (But like I said, we're still friends.) When all the other boys got there it was a little strange because Van's new guy, and my ex, Shepard was with them. Now I have nothing against Van's new guy J.T. but I don't think J.T. knows its okay to make with the friendlies with me. Now Shepard on the other hand, I'm just not ready for all that at this point in my life.
Despite being bombarded with ghosts of relationships past I had a good time. I met Roman Heart and Benjamin Bradley, they were performing at Meteor that night. It's always good to meet other industry guys especially ones that are willing to give you hints and share some contact information with you. But what's even better about being around these guys is that they understand what it's like. I'm not saying I'm different than you guys, but there is certain balance of being Porter and &#*@%&#@. It is especially comforting now that I am getting recognized out on a regular basis and it makes it easier to sink into the shadows with these guys every now and then for some tips on how to handle it. Though, I encourage coming up to me and talking, I love talking to my fans!
The night just felt weird all around though. (The boys agree.) Unfortunately, the guys had been hitting the pride festivities pretty hard so by 2 am they were ready to turn in for the night but I was just getting started! The porn boys headed to South Beach (The Local club in Houston where you can shake ya ass till 5am) and danced for a bit before heading over to a private party where I hung out with Van and some of the other Meteor bartenders.
The next night wrapped up the Houston Pride festivities with an over the the top foam party at South Beach. I kid you not, these bubbles got to be at least ten feet tall at points. There were times that the bubbles completely would engulf me and my friends and we had to find each other by our delighted shrills. If you've never been to a foam party I'll tell ya that it feels like you're a kid again going to a really cool birthday party. We were drenched, slimy, having trouble breathing but it was a blast! It was intense! Lesbians were making love (Is eating someone out inside giant soap bubbles considered making love?) to my right, one of my friends I'm pretty sure was totally naked under the bubbles to my left, and me, I was a perfect angel. (Keep in mind it is opposite day.) Though there was a bit of tragedy mixed in with the night... Dash refused to let Logan hang on to his credit card and ID. (We were all skimpy bathing suits, Logan had on gym shorts with pockets.) Dash was dancing and his cards slipped out of shoe somewhere on a huge flooded dance floor that was covered in ten foot mountains of suds. We had to get on our hands and knees around hundreds of dancing men and slosh through water and combat the bubbles that consumed us. Somehow Logan found the credit card and at the end of the night some kind soul turned in the ID. (Thank God because he needs those for our Disney World vacation we're taking in a few weeks!) Overall it was fantastic and worth the exhaustion! (I'm convinced that the bubbles were mixed with Nyquil!)
It was a fantastic pride and I can't wait for next year! As always... A slew of photos!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
P.S. I AM no Helga Von 'Unt she is a friend of mine.
Despite being bombarded with ghosts of relationships past I had a good time. I met Roman Heart and Benjamin Bradley, they were performing at Meteor that night. It's always good to meet other industry guys especially ones that are willing to give you hints and share some contact information with you. But what's even better about being around these guys is that they understand what it's like. I'm not saying I'm different than you guys, but there is certain balance of being Porter and &#*@%&#@. It is especially comforting now that I am getting recognized out on a regular basis and it makes it easier to sink into the shadows with these guys every now and then for some tips on how to handle it. Though, I encourage coming up to me and talking, I love talking to my fans!
The night just felt weird all around though. (The boys agree.) Unfortunately, the guys had been hitting the pride festivities pretty hard so by 2 am they were ready to turn in for the night but I was just getting started! The porn boys headed to South Beach (The Local club in Houston where you can shake ya ass till 5am) and danced for a bit before heading over to a private party where I hung out with Van and some of the other Meteor bartenders.
The next night wrapped up the Houston Pride festivities with an over the the top foam party at South Beach. I kid you not, these bubbles got to be at least ten feet tall at points. There were times that the bubbles completely would engulf me and my friends and we had to find each other by our delighted shrills. If you've never been to a foam party I'll tell ya that it feels like you're a kid again going to a really cool birthday party. We were drenched, slimy, having trouble breathing but it was a blast! It was intense! Lesbians were making love (Is eating someone out inside giant soap bubbles considered making love?) to my right, one of my friends I'm pretty sure was totally naked under the bubbles to my left, and me, I was a perfect angel. (Keep in mind it is opposite day.) Though there was a bit of tragedy mixed in with the night... Dash refused to let Logan hang on to his credit card and ID. (We were all skimpy bathing suits, Logan had on gym shorts with pockets.) Dash was dancing and his cards slipped out of shoe somewhere on a huge flooded dance floor that was covered in ten foot mountains of suds. We had to get on our hands and knees around hundreds of dancing men and slosh through water and combat the bubbles that consumed us. Somehow Logan found the credit card and at the end of the night some kind soul turned in the ID. (Thank God because he needs those for our Disney World vacation we're taking in a few weeks!) Overall it was fantastic and worth the exhaustion! (I'm convinced that the bubbles were mixed with Nyquil!)
It was a fantastic pride and I can't wait for next year! As always... A slew of photos!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
P.S. I AM no Helga Von 'Unt she is a friend of mine.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Small World
Hey boys! Sorry, I took the weekend off. I spent it in Austin hanging out with Cameron Marshall! It was really fun! I'm really enjoying getting to know him; he's super sweet and super cute!
Funny story about Cameron: I was talking to Logan's friend Tanner and he saw a photo of Cameron on my phone and was like, “I know him!" I of course inquired how Tanner knew Cameron and he told me a few years back that Logan and Aiden were going to drive with him (Tanner) to Dallas for New Years Eve but Aiden couldn't get off work. Before they found out that Aiden couldn't get of work Logan had found "a really hot guy" on Craigs List and they were going to take him to Dallas. Turns out it was Cameron! When the boys decided they couldn't take him Logan went ahead and asked Tanner if he would mind. Tanner didn't think it would be a big deal especially if he had someone to split gas with. So Cameron and Tanner drove up together. Best part of the story is they were pulled over and Cameron said to Tanner "Oh shit, they'll find my dildos." And they did. Small World.
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Funny story about Cameron: I was talking to Logan's friend Tanner and he saw a photo of Cameron on my phone and was like, “I know him!" I of course inquired how Tanner knew Cameron and he told me a few years back that Logan and Aiden were going to drive with him (Tanner) to Dallas for New Years Eve but Aiden couldn't get off work. Before they found out that Aiden couldn't get of work Logan had found "a really hot guy" on Craigs List and they were going to take him to Dallas. Turns out it was Cameron! When the boys decided they couldn't take him Logan went ahead and asked Tanner if he would mind. Tanner didn't think it would be a big deal especially if he had someone to split gas with. So Cameron and Tanner drove up together. Best part of the story is they were pulled over and Cameron said to Tanner "Oh shit, they'll find my dildos." And they did. Small World.
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Congratulations Mr. Sire!
A big congratulation's is in order to someone who has been entertaining me quite a bit for the past year! This person is all up in everyone's porno business and spreading the word to the world. He tells us everything from whose winning what awards to who Diesel Washington is hating on this week. Why you ask are we congratulating this man? Is it because of his good looks? Is it because of his fun and frilly writing...? No my friends, while these things may be true, we are congratulating Zach Sire for becoming the new voice off The Sword. If you're a porn blog reader... Which I know you are since you are reading this, you should click over to Zach's blog. The man has always had nothing but kindness towards my friends and I so its time to return the love with a big CONGRATULATIONS!
I look forward to the posts, the rants, and the glittery birthday graphics! Here's to you Zach and the smut you post! (After the sign off I'm going to post some of the hundreds of photos that didn't make the cut for Zach's congrats image.)
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
I look forward to the posts, the rants, and the glittery birthday graphics! Here's to you Zach and the smut you post! (After the sign off I'm going to post some of the hundreds of photos that didn't make the cut for Zach's congrats image.)
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
But I Don't Want To Work!
Now before you go labeling me a diva for the title of this post hear me out. There are two ways to do pornography, 1.) You do one or two scenes for a website for the thrill or the quick cash and move on with your life, or 2.) You go balls deep do everything you can to promote your name, work for everyone you can, network, and pray that someone notices you. After much thought and deliberation Porter Wescott has made his choice. "I have chosen to stay and fight." I work in an industry where a pretty face is a dime a dozen and if I am going to prove to you that I am worth more than a coin with Mr.Roosevelt's face.
What does this mean? It means I work to be free to make appearances, to be able to travel to Randy Blue at the drop of the hat, to network, and blog. All of these things are hard to do with a 9-5 job or any other hours for that fact. So to make money between shoots and pay rent sometimes I do various dance contests around Houston (and sometimes Austin) to hopefully win anywhere from 100-200 dollars a night. What is the point of all this? No, it's not to say I don't have to work a regular job or that my life is so hard. (Because it is fantastic!) The point of all this was to show you the photos of me stripping tonight!!!! Enjoy guys!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
What does this mean? It means I work to be free to make appearances, to be able to travel to Randy Blue at the drop of the hat, to network, and blog. All of these things are hard to do with a 9-5 job or any other hours for that fact. So to make money between shoots and pay rent sometimes I do various dance contests around Houston (and sometimes Austin) to hopefully win anywhere from 100-200 dollars a night. What is the point of all this? No, it's not to say I don't have to work a regular job or that my life is so hard. (Because it is fantastic!) The point of all this was to show you the photos of me stripping tonight!!!! Enjoy guys!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Monday, June 14, 2010
San Antonio Part 2
While San Antonio Pride was nothing more than a festival to sell gay themed products and the Alamo is literally a wall that you get to walk through and get yelled at by some old man, I had a wonderful weekend! My boys can make everything fun! I spent the weekend getting to know someone special and being packed in a hotel room. We had 8 boys in a room meant for 4! (Wasn't much of a surprise we got a noise complaint right?!) Not much to tell... Club Heat was awesome though, I got to shake my ass with the boys! Take a look:
Hope you enjoyed my vacation as much as I did!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Hope you enjoyed my vacation as much as I did!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Sunday, June 13, 2010
San Antonio Part 1
So I tried to blog last night and I kept falling asleep... So I took the easy way out and just decided to share some photos of me at San Antonio Pride...
Tons of fun! I'll share the partying photos later! I'm off to the pool!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Tons of fun! I'll share the partying photos later! I'm off to the pool!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Friday, June 11, 2010
Supporting Cast...
Everyone has an entourage and since I am part of that large collective of everyone I have mine. As I mentioned before my friends are my life so I have chosen to dedicate today's entry to introducing the people who help make my life worth living. (I'm sure I'll be telling stories about them so I figured I might as well make a blog for point of reference. Names to faces and all that hoopla.) So without further ado here are the people who make my heart beat:
Van DePaulo: Van is that special guy who has my heart. We met at one of Houston's local gay lounge, Meteor, where Van and his brother are bartenders. I couldn't ask for a sweeter guy in my life at the moment . Van is a self made man who is getting ready to make a splash in the Houston fashion scene. (It won't be long before you have a pair of Van's underwear hugging your crotch!) We're both family men who dream big and I see this guy at my side for quite sometime.
Logan Ash: Some of you, (Well a very small percentage may remember Logan as Aiden Ash's ex-boyfriend.) Logan and I started our relationship off on the wrong foot, since we met when Aiden and I were at each other's throats. But now, we go together like doughnuts and diabetes. When my grandfather died he was at my house almost instantly with 5 pints of ice cream and chick flicks. When my ex dumped me he was the one who sat with me while I cried. I know that no matter what happens in my life Logan will be there helping me through or sitting next to me in our jail cell. He truly is a brother to me.
Dash Wayland: I met Dash when he was brought over by Mason Wyler to our house to hang out for Marcus' birthday. I thought he wouldn't last the night since we were pretty sure he's end up going home with Alejandro and living happily ever after. (They literally had every possible thing in common with each other.) But here he is six months later a very crucial part of my group. To put it politely Dash is a penis connoisseur, but I can’t hold it against him if penis is his passion it’s the American way for him to pursue it. In all seriousness though he’s a wonderful guy whose southern ways can’t help but make me smile.
Alejandro Monte Carlo: This guy is definitely the brains of this operation, not in the sense that he’s the “mob boss” , but he has an IQ that makes Einstein blush. Alejandro is Dash’s evil twin, well, more Dr.Jeckle and Mr.Bacardi 151. By day a well to do medical student, by night a notorious party boy. Alejandro is definitely the fanciest of us all, he lives drives the Acura, lives in a high rise overlooking the park, and he’s the only one of us who can boast a vacationing in Fiji. Don’t let me demonize Alejandro though, he’s a great guy, heck he even opposes his home state of Arizona’s immigration laws. (Don’t worry boys, he has his papers.)
Julian Frost – Julian was brought into the group, he was a long time Starbucks patron of Logan’s. Don’t be fooled by his small stature this guy packs a punch. He’s our authentic Filipino, no really he’s the real deal he grew up in Manila. (And I guarantee he speaks better English than you do.) While Julian claims to be a death obsessed rage factory with an unbreakable “diamond form” (It’s a comic book thing, Logan tells me.) the boy has a really big heart and always comes through in our times of need or sadness. You’re not allowed to be depressed with Julian in your life, he won’t allow it. (Though that may just be an excuse for him to get drunk. Just kidding Julian.)
Mason Wyler – Slut Roommate.
If you’re complaining that this post is totally not about me, you couldn’t be more wrong. These guys are such a big part of me that they deserved their own post! I’m going to stick this post up in the links that way if there is a name you don’t know in the future you may return to this blog as a point of reference!
I love you boys!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Van DePaulo: Van is that special guy who has my heart. We met at one of Houston's local gay lounge, Meteor, where Van and his brother are bartenders. I couldn't ask for a sweeter guy in my life at the moment . Van is a self made man who is getting ready to make a splash in the Houston fashion scene. (It won't be long before you have a pair of Van's underwear hugging your crotch!) We're both family men who dream big and I see this guy at my side for quite sometime.
Logan Ash: Some of you, (Well a very small percentage may remember Logan as Aiden Ash's ex-boyfriend.) Logan and I started our relationship off on the wrong foot, since we met when Aiden and I were at each other's throats. But now, we go together like doughnuts and diabetes. When my grandfather died he was at my house almost instantly with 5 pints of ice cream and chick flicks. When my ex dumped me he was the one who sat with me while I cried. I know that no matter what happens in my life Logan will be there helping me through or sitting next to me in our jail cell. He truly is a brother to me.
Dash Wayland: I met Dash when he was brought over by Mason Wyler to our house to hang out for Marcus' birthday. I thought he wouldn't last the night since we were pretty sure he's end up going home with Alejandro and living happily ever after. (They literally had every possible thing in common with each other.) But here he is six months later a very crucial part of my group. To put it politely Dash is a penis connoisseur, but I can’t hold it against him if penis is his passion it’s the American way for him to pursue it. In all seriousness though he’s a wonderful guy whose southern ways can’t help but make me smile.
Alejandro Monte Carlo: This guy is definitely the brains of this operation, not in the sense that he’s the “mob boss” , but he has an IQ that makes Einstein blush. Alejandro is Dash’s evil twin, well, more Dr.Jeckle and Mr.Bacardi 151. By day a well to do medical student, by night a notorious party boy. Alejandro is definitely the fanciest of us all, he lives drives the Acura, lives in a high rise overlooking the park, and he’s the only one of us who can boast a vacationing in Fiji. Don’t let me demonize Alejandro though, he’s a great guy, heck he even opposes his home state of Arizona’s immigration laws. (Don’t worry boys, he has his papers.)
Julian Frost – Julian was brought into the group, he was a long time Starbucks patron of Logan’s. Don’t be fooled by his small stature this guy packs a punch. He’s our authentic Filipino, no really he’s the real deal he grew up in Manila. (And I guarantee he speaks better English than you do.) While Julian claims to be a death obsessed rage factory with an unbreakable “diamond form” (It’s a comic book thing, Logan tells me.) the boy has a really big heart and always comes through in our times of need or sadness. You’re not allowed to be depressed with Julian in your life, he won’t allow it. (Though that may just be an excuse for him to get drunk. Just kidding Julian.)
Mason Wyler – Slut Roommate.
If you’re complaining that this post is totally not about me, you couldn’t be more wrong. These guys are such a big part of me that they deserved their own post! I’m going to stick this post up in the links that way if there is a name you don’t know in the future you may return to this blog as a point of reference!
I love you boys!
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Something To Be Proud Of...
It’s the most wonderful time of the year... Well, almost. It's June and that means its Pride month. I love Pride month. Most people who aren't in the know or are on the outside looking in don't and could never understand the beauty of this festival. What they see is men running around wearing rainbow flags, showing off their bodies, and shaking their asses to a remix of whatever song is hot that week. What most don't see is that this is a celebration of us. It is a celebration of who we are. It is a celebration of those who have struggled to get us to this point. It is a celebration of what we will achieve as a people. Unfortunately, we live in a world that doesn't always accept homosexuals as people. Sometimes they see us a novelty. Sometimes they see us as a problem or a blemish. Sometimes they just outright find ways to hurt us. We are a people with a strong, rich, and powerful past and that is something worth celebrating.
I want to say thank everyone who came before me and my friends, those of you who stood up and screamed "Gay is okay.", "I'm here I'm queer, get used to it.” I want to thank those of you who said having a nightclub raided by the police for indecency is NOT okay. Thank you for giving me the right to go into a club and have drinks with my guys. Thank you for making it okay for me to have a career. Thank you for making it okay for me to be able to post this blog. Gays have struggled and we are continuing the fight to earn the right to be the way we were created. A right that should not involve this conflict but unfortunately it does. These days are a celebration of this. A celebration of every victory, past, present, and future. I look forward to the day I can walk down the street holding my husband's hand as our kids ride their bikes beside us in the middle of suburbia. So please gather your friends, your family, and everyone you know and join in the celebration of our pride!
This last weekend my boys and I went to Austin Texas to participate in the pride festival and oh man it was a good time. I booked our room on one of those you websites where you pick the price range and area and they book the room we got pretty lucky and ended up in a Staybridge Suites which was perfect for the four of us who were supposedly supposed to be staying there. A queen bed for the queens and a pull out sofa for the.. pull outs? (That one didn't work, I'm aware.) But it was a great room, kitchen to store our booze, wash our dishes, and rest our heads. (Though the tub wouldn't drain and when we pulled what we thought was a hairball out, we got a wookie.) The first night of partying was out of control at Kiss and Fly. The boys were hot, the music was hot, my friend Logan was hot (No really, that boy was drenched in sweat!), and all of us were a hot mess! We danced until the early morning, shaking our asses and enjoying each other’s company. But the best part of the whole night was we went to Taco Cabana (A 24 fast food Mexican place) and had a cute little black girl as our window attendant she was so vibrant and fun and when my friend Alejandro asked her "What's your name girl?" She made our night with one word. "Precious!" We met Precious! The rest of the night never happened. I'm not sure what all this talk about some quesadilla on the floor and my face is all about. If you don't remember it didn't happen!
The next day the boys and I put on our gay attire and took Austin by storm. We saw the capitol where Logan and Alejandro started to draft their movie Baby Senators and took in the sites that were Austin Texas. My roommate Mason Wyler and another friend of ours joined us for lunch at a little hole in the wall Chili place. (Great food, but if you're a bottom boy I'd suggest you pass on this one.) After a quick nap and marathon shower, (Yes it is possible to shower four full grown men in ten minutes!) and some primping we were off to what could possibly be the lamest pride parade in history. (Sorry Austin.)
I met up with porn stars Dominic Brown, Jayden Grey, Cameron Marshall, Parker Perry, and Mason Wyler and we partied the night away at Club Rain. (Kiss and Fly was so packed that everyone was having trouble breathing! It was nuts!) Rain was packed but the porn stars took over a corner with a cage and a stripper pole and made our own private VIP room. (No we're not snobs; just no one approached us except to take photos!) It was a blast! We partied all night! Though, I've come to find as far as looks go Austin's gay crowd is seriously lacking, except at Whataburger. That's right... The hottest gay men in Austin are at Whataburger at 3am.
Austin was a blast! We stopped to go caving and shopping on our way home as well. (Relevant detail because here is a ton of photos from our weekend!)
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
I want to say thank everyone who came before me and my friends, those of you who stood up and screamed "Gay is okay.", "I'm here I'm queer, get used to it.” I want to thank those of you who said having a nightclub raided by the police for indecency is NOT okay. Thank you for giving me the right to go into a club and have drinks with my guys. Thank you for making it okay for me to have a career. Thank you for making it okay for me to be able to post this blog. Gays have struggled and we are continuing the fight to earn the right to be the way we were created. A right that should not involve this conflict but unfortunately it does. These days are a celebration of this. A celebration of every victory, past, present, and future. I look forward to the day I can walk down the street holding my husband's hand as our kids ride their bikes beside us in the middle of suburbia. So please gather your friends, your family, and everyone you know and join in the celebration of our pride!
This last weekend my boys and I went to Austin Texas to participate in the pride festival and oh man it was a good time. I booked our room on one of those you websites where you pick the price range and area and they book the room we got pretty lucky and ended up in a Staybridge Suites which was perfect for the four of us who were supposedly supposed to be staying there. A queen bed for the queens and a pull out sofa for the.. pull outs? (That one didn't work, I'm aware.) But it was a great room, kitchen to store our booze, wash our dishes, and rest our heads. (Though the tub wouldn't drain and when we pulled what we thought was a hairball out, we got a wookie.) The first night of partying was out of control at Kiss and Fly. The boys were hot, the music was hot, my friend Logan was hot (No really, that boy was drenched in sweat!), and all of us were a hot mess! We danced until the early morning, shaking our asses and enjoying each other’s company. But the best part of the whole night was we went to Taco Cabana (A 24 fast food Mexican place) and had a cute little black girl as our window attendant she was so vibrant and fun and when my friend Alejandro asked her "What's your name girl?" She made our night with one word. "Precious!" We met Precious! The rest of the night never happened. I'm not sure what all this talk about some quesadilla on the floor and my face is all about. If you don't remember it didn't happen!
The next day the boys and I put on our gay attire and took Austin by storm. We saw the capitol where Logan and Alejandro started to draft their movie Baby Senators and took in the sites that were Austin Texas. My roommate Mason Wyler and another friend of ours joined us for lunch at a little hole in the wall Chili place. (Great food, but if you're a bottom boy I'd suggest you pass on this one.) After a quick nap and marathon shower, (Yes it is possible to shower four full grown men in ten minutes!) and some primping we were off to what could possibly be the lamest pride parade in history. (Sorry Austin.)
I met up with porn stars Dominic Brown, Jayden Grey, Cameron Marshall, Parker Perry, and Mason Wyler and we partied the night away at Club Rain. (Kiss and Fly was so packed that everyone was having trouble breathing! It was nuts!) Rain was packed but the porn stars took over a corner with a cage and a stripper pole and made our own private VIP room. (No we're not snobs; just no one approached us except to take photos!) It was a blast! We partied all night! Though, I've come to find as far as looks go Austin's gay crowd is seriously lacking, except at Whataburger. That's right... The hottest gay men in Austin are at Whataburger at 3am.
Austin was a blast! We stopped to go caving and shopping on our way home as well. (Relevant detail because here is a ton of photos from our weekend!)
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Monday, June 7, 2010
Who This Be?
Who This Be?
Where have you been? Don't blame this on me! I've been right here! Okay, maybe I haven't given Porterphilia the attention and love it deserves but it is time for your addiction to begin. Starting.... NOW!
My name is Porter Wescott and I'm about to become your new best friend. (Please note this is hypothetical and I'd be a little freaked out if you showed up at my front door ready to hang out.) I suppose it is time for introductions all around, this means you too! (There is a comment box below!) I was born in a small town in Texas and spent my youth in that area. Most gay boys despise small towns, especially small Texas towns, but I adored my childhood there. I was a cheerleader my entire life and if you're rolling your eyes and calling me femme you must not know the first thing about cheer. For one, cheer is one of the most dangerous sports in the world; baseball players don't fall off a pyramid and break their necks! Also, if it weren't for cheering and tumbling I wouldn't have this body for all of you to make goo-goo eyes at! So let’s reverse those eye rolls gentlemen and say "Thank you baby Jesus that Porter is a cheer boy!"
I moved to Houston for my one true love after high school, though he ended up not being the Prince Charming I thought he was but that's okay everything happens for a reason right? I'm really happy with where I am right now... Someone once said "You have to go through a lot of shit to get to the good stuff." and I've had my fair share of boo on life moments. A few crazy ex-boyfriends, some friends who aren't the friends they should have been to me, and I've even been fired from a job I loved over my choice to entertain you all. Everything in my life has been a stepping stone that has led me to where I am, and I like what I see.
Most of you know me as Mason Wyler's roommate. So I'm assuming you're all making the assumption that I'm the same "Cum Guzzling Slut" that he is. Nothing could be further from the truth. While I do thoroughly enjoy being a member of "The House of Wyler", I'm not one of the resident holes that claim to be constantly open for business. I may do porn but I'm still a hopeless romantic. I am seeing a wonderful guy, Van, and he's the only thing I need filling my hole off set. (But I'm still a huge flirt. I can't help it! I like cute boys and cute boys like me!) The people I surround myself with are incredibly important to me. My friends are my everything, I don't look at them as friends, I look at them as the family I have chosen to build. (But more on these boys later.)
I've been lucky enough to work for Randy Blue a company that has done so much for me as I'm introduced into the industry. I can't thank the guys there enough for how kind and supportive they've been to me. I'm going to work for Randy as long as he'll have me! Aside from Randy Blue, I frequently dance at night clubs in the Houston area and would like to expand my horizons and maybe start doing some appearances, not only to get my name out there but to meet everyone who makes my going to work possible, without y'all, there is no me! (So if any of you know any club owners send them my way! )
Before we go on this journey together I want to make one thing perfectly clear right now. I want to be me. I don't want to be a cookie cutter porn star who gives everyone the impression that I must suck and fuck my way to the top. I want you to know Porter as I am, not how I "should be." My friend Logan put it best when he told me, "The real Porter is far more interesting and dramatic than anything you could make up." So that is my promise to you, my readers, my new friends, the true Porter or nothing at all. I will give you every up and every down. I will share my joys and my sorrows. Hell, I'm sure you'll even hear a rant or two about things that are completely unrelated to world of pornography.
I would love to go on and on and on about myself and who I am, (Yeah, I'm one of my favorite topics but that doesn't mean I'm not an incredibly nice guy with one of the biggest hearts you've ever seen.) but I have to stop now or I'll run out of things to talk about this week. So stay tuned for photos, stories, laughs, and an all around good time! I look forward to getting to know you as much as I hope you look forward to getting to know me.
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
Where have you been? Don't blame this on me! I've been right here! Okay, maybe I haven't given Porterphilia the attention and love it deserves but it is time for your addiction to begin. Starting.... NOW!
My name is Porter Wescott and I'm about to become your new best friend. (Please note this is hypothetical and I'd be a little freaked out if you showed up at my front door ready to hang out.) I suppose it is time for introductions all around, this means you too! (There is a comment box below!) I was born in a small town in Texas and spent my youth in that area. Most gay boys despise small towns, especially small Texas towns, but I adored my childhood there. I was a cheerleader my entire life and if you're rolling your eyes and calling me femme you must not know the first thing about cheer. For one, cheer is one of the most dangerous sports in the world; baseball players don't fall off a pyramid and break their necks! Also, if it weren't for cheering and tumbling I wouldn't have this body for all of you to make goo-goo eyes at! So let’s reverse those eye rolls gentlemen and say "Thank you baby Jesus that Porter is a cheer boy!"
I moved to Houston for my one true love after high school, though he ended up not being the Prince Charming I thought he was but that's okay everything happens for a reason right? I'm really happy with where I am right now... Someone once said "You have to go through a lot of shit to get to the good stuff." and I've had my fair share of boo on life moments. A few crazy ex-boyfriends, some friends who aren't the friends they should have been to me, and I've even been fired from a job I loved over my choice to entertain you all. Everything in my life has been a stepping stone that has led me to where I am, and I like what I see.
Most of you know me as Mason Wyler's roommate. So I'm assuming you're all making the assumption that I'm the same "Cum Guzzling Slut" that he is. Nothing could be further from the truth. While I do thoroughly enjoy being a member of "The House of Wyler", I'm not one of the resident holes that claim to be constantly open for business. I may do porn but I'm still a hopeless romantic. I am seeing a wonderful guy, Van, and he's the only thing I need filling my hole off set. (But I'm still a huge flirt. I can't help it! I like cute boys and cute boys like me!) The people I surround myself with are incredibly important to me. My friends are my everything, I don't look at them as friends, I look at them as the family I have chosen to build. (But more on these boys later.)
I've been lucky enough to work for Randy Blue a company that has done so much for me as I'm introduced into the industry. I can't thank the guys there enough for how kind and supportive they've been to me. I'm going to work for Randy as long as he'll have me! Aside from Randy Blue, I frequently dance at night clubs in the Houston area and would like to expand my horizons and maybe start doing some appearances, not only to get my name out there but to meet everyone who makes my going to work possible, without y'all, there is no me! (So if any of you know any club owners send them my way! )
Before we go on this journey together I want to make one thing perfectly clear right now. I want to be me. I don't want to be a cookie cutter porn star who gives everyone the impression that I must suck and fuck my way to the top. I want you to know Porter as I am, not how I "should be." My friend Logan put it best when he told me, "The real Porter is far more interesting and dramatic than anything you could make up." So that is my promise to you, my readers, my new friends, the true Porter or nothing at all. I will give you every up and every down. I will share my joys and my sorrows. Hell, I'm sure you'll even hear a rant or two about things that are completely unrelated to world of pornography.
I would love to go on and on and on about myself and who I am, (Yeah, I'm one of my favorite topics but that doesn't mean I'm not an incredibly nice guy with one of the biggest hearts you've ever seen.) but I have to stop now or I'll run out of things to talk about this week. So stay tuned for photos, stories, laughs, and an all around good time! I look forward to getting to know you as much as I hope you look forward to getting to know me.
Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott
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