Nearly 30 more hot shots in the gallery above
I had heard about Hustlaball in the past, but wasn't sure it would be my scene—guys walking around naked, pornstars having live sex on stages, back rooms, the inevitable women who feel they're being ultra-edgy by invading all-male orgies.
This town needs an enema: mr. Pam drinks up!
Liza, Calvin, Halston, Liz and...oh, wait! Wrong century.
Then I thought: Who am I kidding?
I showed up at 11PM, already tired and hungry. Hungry not in the grrrr—do me! way, but in the grrrr!—I could use some McNuggets way. Appropriately, I had a very easy entry (VIP!).
Nick Capra exhibits flex appeal.
Seth Santoro gets his abs on for his 3-way. Just how I spend a typical Sunday evening.
Israel Oka gave me a split, wet beaver pic for my very dirty Tumblr.
Twink sensation/former cheerlebrity (it's a real thing!) Liam Riley with indefatigable Levi Karter
Eli Lewis presents arms
The Maverick Men were there, taking a few hours off from banging people out to find new people to bang out.
Take it from the top: Famously horse-hung Boomer Banks
Levi Michaels with a friend who told me, “I'm nobody!” (no, you're definitely some body)
Fur real: Mike De Marko is like the X-rated Andrew Rannells.
Dazzling Tayte Hanson's best side is both sides.
Dancing with the Pornstars: Ryan Rose, Colton Grey & Diesel Washington
Brent Corrigan was the biggest star, and did the biggest transformation once he was done performing.
Inside, I immediately got the handle on it all: Three levels of a suitably careworn bar/club space, the kind of place (it was called Slake) with exposed brick and blood-red or black walls and the kind of floor you wouldn't feel bad soiling by adding another orgasm to it.