The Short, Hot Mess

I’ve had pornography on my mind quite a lot over the last week or so, albeit in a non-traditionally male manner.

Last week I had a strange experience that made me think about several guys that I have dated in the past who were or ended up working in the adult entertainment industry.  Writing that really made made me think about the industry as a whole and how it impacted the people who work in it.

It was quite an unexpected result from that little walk down Chagrin Lane.

I alluded to someone that I’ve referred to as The Short Hot Mess for over a decade, but didn’t really flush out my experience with him, thinking that I had already created a draft that I could edit and finish him off.  The strange thing is that I’ve been stuck in a thought eddy about him but also about porn in and of itself.

Let’s tackle the namesake of this article first, eh? Continue reading “The Short, Hot Mess”

The Short, Hot Mess

Dating a Porn Star

I stopped into a bike shop yesterday to pick up some replacement tires while I was out running errands.  Well, OK…I had just returned the last leave-behind belongings to a guy that I had dated for about a month until he imploded a couple of weeks ago.

Naturally, I run into someone I dated very casually a couple of years ago – when I was just coming to Portland for work – right after completing this small kindness.

That’s how the Universe gives old Xtopher the finger.

…and if it wasn’t completely obvious by the title, you should stop reading now, mom.

“I can’t believe your porn name is Fucktard” was the thought that kept repeating in my head as I exchanged pleasantries with this kid while he confirmed the pick up of the tires I had special ordered (they aren’t a stock size) about a year ago.

What?  I stopped riding regularly.

To be clear, I didn’t know that he was a porn actor when we originally met.  Nor would it have disqualified him had I known.  But after being traumatized by seeing the extreme nature of his work, I can say that I understand why we only dated so…casually.  That extreme nature, now that would have disqualified him.

I still blanch when I think about it. Continue reading “Dating a Porn Star”

Dating a Porn Star