Monday, January 3, 2011

Wet Dreams Come True: My Night with Brent Everett

"We're coming now" the text read. Its sender was none other than Steve Pena, the husband and business partner of my favorite internationally renown gay porn star, Brent Everett.

"Oh, and we're bringing Brent's parents and their best friends."

Well, that wasn't expected.

But sure enough, 5 minutes later my buzzer went off. I opened the door and saw something I never even imagined seeing: Brent Everett in all his glory walking down the hallway to my apartment door.

"Hey," he said, smiling, his arms wide open, "nice to meet you man."

I owe everything, of course, to my business partner and co-director of BoiParty.com, Alan Picus. He introduced me initially to Brent and Steve when we had the star as the host of our New Year's Eve party at Rush. From that night on, I was in constant contact with Steve and Brent as they adventured around New York City, taking in comics at The Comic Strip and seeing Elphaba take flight in Wicked.

And then, there they were, Brent and Steve in tight-fitting (boner-inducing) clothing, sitting on my futon. Opposite us were Brent's astoundingly supportive parents, and their two best friends in from the Cayman Islands. Drinks were poured and served by boyfriend Joe and best friend Erin and then we got down to business.

Podcast business that is.

Best buddy Austin Helms and I sat next to Brent and Steve, clicked record, and commenced the dirtiest and most epic podcasting recording we may EVER do.

I cannot communicate to you the experience. It may qualify as the best day of my life to date. The amount of fluids I've released to Brent's exploits could fill my entire apartment, or maybe even my entire apartment building. As I said in the podcast, "Brent, we've been jerking off to your scenes since before we even knew your name."

The podcast, for your information, will be released (appropriately) on Hump Day of this week.


Then it was time to party. So all of us took off to Vlada to see the wonderful Paige Turner's weekly Sunday show, Slurp! Sundays. The featured drag guest of the night was none other than Jackie Coxx, who made her premiere at my Campus Thursdays party a few weeks ago.

Let me tell you this: Brent Everett is one of the sweetest, most unassuming people in the world. You may recognize who he is, but he'd never flaunt it. He introduces himself as "Brent" and meets your eyes while he talks to you. He also failed when playing Paige Turner's game of "guess the fake porn title." He maintains this was because it wasn't gay porn titles.

The night was a blast - with tons of conversation and drinking. Brent treated us like we were friends for years, and was so gracious for us featuring him on our podcast (as Austin and I kept telling him, it was HE who was doing us the favor). It ended after 1 when Brent, Steve and their crew of other porn stars visiting New York took off for Griffin and Greenhouse.

Before peacing out, Steve and Brent told my boyfriend and I that we are more than welcome to spend the night with them in San Diego when we visit California in April. This WILL happen.

But until that night, I'll always have this night of nights to remember. And what a fucking night.

I wish I had a time machine, just so I could hop in it and travel back to that night when I found my first Brent Everett scene torrent - a threeway between him, Brent Corrigan, and some other nameless actor who I don't care to remember. I'd pat sweaty, college Freshman Justin on the shoulder and say something like: "Don't worry, pervo. You'll meet him soon enough."

He'd probably respond with, "thanks for the tip, future Justin. Um... can you please pass me those paper towels?"

- Justin Luke

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