“Trade”
When my daughter Jasmine was born, I made a promise to her that I would do anything in the world to provide for her. My relationship with Kelly was already over by the time she gave birth to Jasmine so she had me put on child support immediately. The money I was making working at Wal-Mart wasn’t even close to being enough to provide for my daughter, so I knew I had to do something else. I thought about selling drugs again but I had too much to lose if I got busted. I sold drugs during and after my high school years and never got caught. Even though I didn’t have a criminal record, no one seemed to be willing to help me out with a second job. Hell, I had to beg my own aunt to help me get on at the Wal-Mart she worked at and even she was reluctant to help. I thought I’d have to resort to illegal activity to make ends meet but one day in the laundromat, I stumbled upon an ad that would change my life forever.
The ad was some type of casting call for African-American males between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five. I jotted the number down and called it that night at home. Some guy, who I assumed was white, asked me a ton of questions like how tall I was and how much I weighed and if I had any diseases. He then directed me to a website called blackboyobsessionz.com. When I went to the website and saw what kind of content it was, I immediately clicked out of the browser and told myself no. There was no way that I could do what the guys on that site were doing. There wasn’t enough money in the world. I had nothing against gays; it just wasn’t my thing. I would soon learn that it wouldn’t matter.
“My family wants to see her more,” I told Kelly over the phone while on my break. “I want to see her more. I told you, I’m trying to get more hours so I can…”
“Fuck that, Jody,” she screamed at me from the other end. “I told you if you don’t step it up, I’m gonna take it to court again! You don’t want that again, do you?!”
“No.”
“I know you don’t! So you got two weeks to have my money or we’re taking this back to court. Am I clear?”
“You’re wrong for this, Kelly. Just because I don’t wanna be with you anymore doesn’t mean you can keep me from seeing my baby.”
“This doesn’t have anything to do with your lying, nasty, filthy cheating ass not wanting to be with me! This is about you helping me take care of our daughter. She’s not one of your raggedy ass hoes out there in the streets. She needs both of us to be responsible and right now, I’m the only one being responsible. Therefore, I should only get to spend time with her. You don’t get to come around when it’s convenient to you; meanwhile, you’re short and/or late on your child support payments. That’s not how it goes, negro.”
“Yeah tell him, boo,” I heard her new boyfriend say in the background.
“Hold up, tell that nigga to shut the fuck up! He don’t have shit to do with this! I done told you about having random ass niggas around Jasmine! What the fuck is wrong with you, Kelly?”
“Boy, bye!”
She hung up on me and even though I wanted to call her back and cuss her the fuck out, I knew it would only make things worse. The best thing I could do was just take it and be a man about it. Still, it hurt knowing that I probably wasn’t going to get to spend much time with my daughter. There was no legal way I could get the kind of money Kelly and that court was making me pay. Well, there was one legal way but it came with a big cost. I kept telling myself not to give in but desperation started to set in and before I knew it, I was back on the BlackBoyObsessionz website. I went to the model search tab and opened the page. It asked for my personal info like name and birthdate. It also wanted me to upload—clothed and/or nude—pics so that they could make sure I was the right choice for the website. After much hesitation, I filled everything out and uploaded two pics of me clothed and two of me naked. I filled in my contact info and then submitted the application to the site.
Me (Jody)
About five days later, I got a call from a man named Matt Garcetti who told me he was the owner of the website. He asked me if I could meet him at some café on the rich side of the city. I told him I could and after taking a shower and putting on some clothes, I drove all the way from my hood to the white side of town. It was about a thirty-five-minute drive, mainly because of traffic downtown, so I’d burned up most of my gas getting there. When I got there, I stepped into the fancy café and spotted Matt sitting all the way in the back where he said he’d be over the phone.
“Mr. Garcetti?” I asked as I approached him.
“Jody?” he asked me with a big smile on his face. He stood up and shook my hand. “Nice to meet you, man.”
“Yeah, same here.”
“Have a seat.”
I sat down across from him and got a good look at him. He was slightly shorter than me, around five-foot-eight and was in great shape for a man his age. I’m not sure what it was but I felt comfortable around him. He told me I could order anything and I couldn’t argue with that. He must’ve had some serious money because almost everything on that menu cost more than twenty dollars. We didn’t begin discussing business until our food arrived.
“Have you ever done anything like this before?” he asked me before taking a bite out of his sandwich.
“No,” I answered quickly. “I’ve never even thought about anything like this. But as I’m sure you’ve probably heard from other dudes you’ve worked with, I need the money.”
“I understand. The money is the most important factor. If you play your cards right, you can make a lot of money working for my company. However, it comes with a cost. Jody, I’m not going to lie to you; once you’re up on the site then it’s up there. There’s no going back. Things put on the internet are forever.”
“I know.”
He laughed a little and assured me, “No, you have no idea. You have friends right?”
“Yeah.”
“Are they straight like you?”
“Of course.”
“Well, one of them probably isn’t and he probably checks out gay sites from time to time. He’ll see you and…”
“That won’t happen.”
“I’ve seen it happen over and over again. That friend, no matter how long you’ve known him, will spread the news like wildfire. You have to be prepared for all of that, Jody. You have to be ready to face it head on. There’s going to come a time where you have to stop and ask yourself: is the money worth it?”
“I’ll never have to ask myself that. My daughter needs me. That’s all that matters, man.”
“I understand but I’ve seen it happen so many times, Jody. People are petty by nature. They will use anything to bring you down, even those who don’t know you. And within the gay community, it’s even worse. Gays have perpetuated so much hatred and use it amongst ourselves to get ahead. Have you ever turned down a gay guy’s advances back in your neighborhood?”
“I’ve been hit on by them but I’ve never said anything mean, just a simple no.”
“That simple no is enough to piss someone off to the point that they will spread your business throughout your neighborhood. This is no joke, Jody. You’re opening yourself up to an unknown full of nothing but negativity.”
“Well, none of those negative people are helping me out with my daughter so fuck them. She’s my number one priority.”
“And you’re absolutely sure that you want to do this?”
“Yes.”
“Alright.” He reached down and picked up a briefcase. He put it on the table and opened it up. He pulled some documents from it and told me, “You can have a lawyer look over these if you want before signing them.”
“Nah, that’s okay. I’ll sign them.”
“Jody, take some time to look over them before signing. There’s also some other steps you have to take. I have a partnership with a health clinic a few blocks from here. I’ll need you to do a few of their rapid testing and bring the results to the studio tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
Matt Garcetti
“Yes, I’d like to do a scene with you immediately.”
“Okay, but how much money will I make for the scene.”
“It’s negotiable and will depend on what you’re comfortable with and what you’re willing to do. Do you want to discuss that now?”
“Yeah, I got nothing but time today. Wal-Mart still got me on part-time hours.”
“You can make $1,500 for simply posing for stills and a short video of you jacking off by yourself. $1,750 if you include showing off your asshole. $1,950 if you play with your ass while jacking off. Are you satisfied with those figures or do you want to hear how you can make more?”
“More.”
“Alright.” He sat up and looked directly into my eyes before saying, “Anything above the $2,000 range requires you to either work with me or another model.”
“Another model?”
“Yes, I have a diverse group of young guys around your age that are willing to do gay-for-pay. You can choose from one of them to work with for a scene or you could do a scene with me.”
“I’d rather do a scene with you. I don’t wanna have to spend time getting to know some other nigga and get comfortable with him sucking my dick or anything like that.”
“Okay, well a simple mutual jackoff scene is $2,000. Add in some kissing and touching and that takes you up to $2,500. Now Jody, beyond this range will require you to do things I’m sure you’re not okay with. For that reason, the money goes up significantly.”
“I’m willing to do whatever it takes, Mr. Garcetti.”
“I’ll pay you $5,000 for a scene where I perform oral sex on you. That includes sucking your dick and rimming your ass. For a scene where we perform oral on each other, I’ll pay $5,500. And for a scene where we have anal sex, I’ll pay $6,500. That’s for anal sex with a condom.”
“How much for a scene without a condom?”
“$7,500. But I’m sure you’re not willing to go that far, especially not for a first scene so…”
“I’m in. I wanna go all the way.”
“Jody…”
“There’s no need in you trying to talk me out of it, man. $7,500 will put me in the best position to provide for my baby. I wanna do this. I need to do it.” I extended my hand to him and asked, “Do we have a deal?”
“Yes, we have a deal.” He shook my hand. “Tomorrow will be the start of a new chapter in your life, Jody. I hope it will be a fulfilling one.”
“Yeah,” I agreed as I sat back in my seat and drank from my glass of water. “Me, too.”
When I first arrived at Matt’s studio building, I thought I’d come to the wrong address. It looked like a typical building on a street of townhouses and other businesses. I thought there would be some kind of BlackBoyObsessionz logo out front or something, but there wasn’t. It wasn’t until I saw a sign saying that all models should enter around back that I realized I was at the right place. Matt told me he’d provide me with some clothes to wear for the scene, so I didn’t bring anything except my wallet and phone with me. He’d paid me a $1,000 advance the day before even though I told him that wasn’t necessary. I’d done everything he’d told me to do prior to arriving; such as using some stuff called Fleet to clean out my ass. It was a rough experience but I wasn’t even thinking about complaining.
I entered the building through the back and had to get checked in by a tall and muscular dude with a security shirt and hat on. He checked me to make sure I didn’t have any weapons. After clearing me, he let me walk further into the building. The building looked much newer on the inside than on the outside. There were people walking around like it was some legitimate business. Well, I guess it was a legitimate business but you wouldn’t think it was a porn business because of how professional everyone was.
“Hi,” said a short white lady at an info desk. “Are you here to shoot a scene today?”
“Uh, yeah,” I told her. “I’m doing a scene with Mr. Garcetti.”
“Okay, do you have your driver’s license and the clinic test results with you?”
“Yeah.” I pulled my driver’s license and the results out and handed them to her.
“I’ll be right back.”
She disappeared for a second and then returned with my stuff and copies of them. She placed the copies in a folder with my name on it and then handed my stuff back to me. After filling out a short form for her, I followed some guy upstairs to a waiting area on the second floor where other black dudes were. They all must’ve already known each other because they were talking and laughing. I was the only one sitting there quietly with my hands in my pockets.
“Hey, what’s your name?” a dude asked me as he moved over into the chair next to mine.
“Jody,” I told him.
“Wassup Jody. I’m Calvin but my model name is Desire. This is your first shoot, isn’t it?”
“Damn, that noticeable, huh?”
“Yeah, you have the look all the straights have.”
“Straights?”
“I know you don’t think all of us are gay-for-pay.” He laughed. “Matt hires all kinds of dudes. I’m very, very gay. And I love breaking in sexy ass straight niggas like you.” He looked me up and down. “You ever had your dick sucked from the back?”
“No.”
“Mmm, I’d definitely turn your fine ass out. Who is your scene with?”
“Matt.”
“Oh, you chose big daddy?” He laughed again. “Mmm, you’re gonna love it.”
“I don’t think so. I’m just here to get paid.”
“With Mr. Garcetti, the money is just icing on the cake. And boy is that icing sweet and thick. So is the way he works his tongue and dick. That man knows his way around some black ass. He once made me nut without touching my dick. I almost blacked out.”
“Does it…hurt?”
“Does what hurt? Anal?” He laughed for a third time, this time it was a loud and long laugh. “Boy, you just don’t know. But I’ll tell you what Matt told me. Pain is relative. The more you embrace it the more pleasurable it becomes.”
“Jody,” called out a man with headphones around his neck, “step into room B.”
I stood up and headed into the room he’d told me to walk into. There were lights set up everywhere and the set looked like a real hotel suite with a bed, TV mounted to the wall and even a bathroom. I don’t know what kind of material the walls were made out of but once the door was closed, I couldn’t hear any of the guys talking and laughing out in the waiting area. It was like the room was soundproof or something.
“Jody,” said Matt as he stepped out of the small bathroom. “Right on time.” He had on a pair of sweatpants but no shirt, shoes or socks. “How are you?”
“I’m good,” I told him.
“Good. Now before we get started, are you absolutely sure this is what you want to do? Although you signed the contract, you can still opt out of this if you have any doubts. The $1,000 advance I gave you is yours even if you back out. The contract isn’t complete until after we complete the scene.”
“I’m ready, man. I don’t have any doubts.”
“Alright, go ahead and step into the bathroom. Your outfit for the scene is in there.”
I made my way over to the bathroom and found a pair of basketball shorts, a jockstrap, a tank top and a pair of shin-high Nike socks hung up on a rack in there for me. I took off my clothes and put on the outfit. I’d never worn a jockstrap before so it felt a little weird. When I stepped back out and saw that there were more people in the room, I became nervous.
“Jody,” Matt said, grabbing my hand and pulling me over. “This is Steve. He’s the sound guy. Scott here is filling in for me with camera one, and Ben is my assistant director and he controls camera two. The rest are assistants and crew members who are strictly professional, so there’s no need to feel nervous around them.”
“Too late,” I joked, causing them to laugh.
“There’s no script so I want you to just be yourself. If you’re nervous, that’s okay because it’s natural. I like to do scenes that show the natural reactions of my models. If something doesn’t feel right to you, I want you to say something. If you like the way something feels, don’t be afraid to moan or tell me how it feels. This scene will be posted on the site in my favorite collection, the challenge videos. Challenge videos are videos where I or one of my gay models show a straight model, such as yourself, the ropes. We’re doing a lot of stuff together today so this scene truly will be challenging. Do you have any questions?”
“No.”
“Alright, let’s do this. There won’t be much talking during this scene but if you want to say something, just say it. If it’s something I don’t think should go into the final product, then it will be edited out. So there’s no need for you to feel pressure about saying the wrong thing or coming off as bad during this. I want you to feel as comfortable as possible so tell me if you’re not comfortable. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Alright.” He looked over at some of the people standing on one side of the bed and said, “Action.”
The lights got brighter and soon I felt his hands touching my back and my shoulders from behind. I looked into camera one and licked my lips a few times, trying to come off as sexy to the audience. I then closed them as Matt began to feel on my chest and stomach from behind. He kissed and sucked on my neck while doing it. I started thinking of different girls I’d fucked around with or wanted to fuck around with hoping to get my dick hard, but it wouldn’t get hard. I kept hoping that that wouldn’t be a problem later in the scene.
After fondling me for the longest and kissing on my neck, Matt led me over to the king-sized bed. We sat down on it and started kissing. I’d never kissed another man before so it was a little weird, but I managed to pretend like I was enjoying it. At least his breath was fresh and minty, I thought. In an attempt to show I was comfortable, I placed my hand on his bare abs. His dick was already hard in his sweatpants so when I slid my hand down, I brushed his hard dick a few times. He made me slide my hand into his sweatpants and grab onto his dick. It felt big, so I was a little intimidated at first. But the more I held onto it and the more we kissed, the more relaxed I became.
“You wanna taste my cock?” he asked me.
“Yes, sir,” I told him with a smile on my face.
He pulled his dick out of the sweatpants and I saw that it was as big as I thought it was. He had to be close to the nine inches I had in between my own legs. I’d never sucked a dick before but I remembered him telling me it was like putting something the size of a banana or cucumber in my mouth without biting it so I practiced the night before with a cucumber. I licked on the head of his dick a few times before opening my mouth and allowing it to enter. I wrapped my lips around it, like I’d done with the cucumber the night before, and sucked on it the best I could. I must’ve been doing an okay job because he was moaning and rubbing on my back softly.
It took me some time but I was able to suck more than half of his dick. He made me gag a few times but I was able to control it and not throw up on him. You’d think having cameras in your face while sucking a dick the first time would be nerve-racking but it wasn’t like that for me. The more I heard Matt moan from the pleasure I was giving him, the more into it I became. My own dick was even starting to get hard, something I thought would be impossible to do. There were times where I’d completely forget about the cameras and the other people on the set.
While I sucked him, he slid his hand into the back of my shorts and squeezed on my ass. He slid his finger down my ass crack and rubbed on my asshole and I jumped a little. I’d never had a girl do anything to my ass so I wasn’t used to anything going near it except toilet paper when I used the bathroom and my wash rag whenever I showered. I was hesitant to use that Fleet stuff earlier at my house because the nozzle had to go in my ass. But I kept telling myself that it was worth it; that I had to do it.
“Let me taste that beautiful chocolate ass,” Matt said to me as he pulled his dick from my mouth.
We stood up and undressed. He helped me out of my shorts and tank top, but left my jockstrap and socks on. He had me bend over on the bed to show off my ass with the jockstrap on. He then helped me out of the jockstrap and after sniffing it, he dropped it to the floor. He spread my ass more and sniffed around it, pressing his nose up against it. Then he began to kiss and lick on it. At first, it felt weird. I’d never felt anything like it so it took some getting used to. But when he started tugging on my dick from behind while licking up in my ass, my dick grew hard instantly. It was at this point that I truly forgot about the cameras and everyone else in the room.
“Fuck,” I moaned while his tongue was deep in my ass. “You like that virgin ass?”
“Yeah, baby,” he replied while squeezing on my ass cheeks.
He circled my asshole with his tongue a few times and then moved underneath me to suck my dick. I made him rub on my now wet asshole with his finger while I gently face fucked him. I’d never had my nine inch dick deep throated before, and especially not while someone rubbed on my asshole. I found myself moaning and enjoying it in a way that I didn’t think I would enjoy it. I didn’t even realize he’d started fingering me until he took my dick out of his mouth. His whole index finger was deep in my asshole and I didn’t even know it until he stopped deep throating my dick. There was a little pain but my dick was still rock hard and I wanted him to keep going.
“You like how tight my asshole is?” I asked him with a smile.
“Yes, baby,” he responded happily. “Are you gonna let me fuck that little ass?”
“I don’t know. Your dick is kinda big, Mr. Garcetti.”
“I’ll take it easy on that bubble ass. I promise.”
I made him suck my dick some more and then I put my ass on his face and made him eat my ass some more. That time while he was eating my ass with me sitting on his face, something happened to me. I literally hit a state of unknown pleasure and I don’t know what brought it on, but it was the craziest feeling I’d ever felt. My nipples got hard, goosebumps formed all over my body and my whole body tensed up. He grabbed onto me as if he knew I’d try to pull away and kept me in place. I grabbed my dick and started jacking off but stopped when I felt like I was about cum. Realizing how close I was to losing it, he stopped licking up into my ass and made me lie down on my stomach.
“You sure you’re ready for it?” he asked while softly kissing down my back.
“Yes, sir,” I told him.
I finally thought about the cameras and smiled into them a few times. He licked on my ass a few more times before grabbing a bottle of lube from a small table right next to the bed. While he used his finger to lubricate my asshole as well as open me up more, I tried my best to remain as relaxed as possible. He worked two fingers into me and while it hurt like a bitch, it was pain that I could tolerate. I wasn’t too sure if I could tolerate his dick entering me though. When he started pressing it against my asshole, I clenched onto one of the pillows on the bed.
It took him a good ten minutes to open me up, which I’m sure he’d later edit out because he had to keep stopping to make sure I was okay. Once he was able to get the head and about half of it into me, he grabbed onto me and started fucking me slowly. The deeper he went into my ass, the more he lowered himself onto me. By the time he’d worked all of his dick inside of me, he was completely on top of me with his chest pressed against my back. He humped me, pushing his dick even deeper into me. He nibbled on my ear and kissed my lips from the side while deep fucking me.
“You like all this cock up your sweet chocolate ass?” he asked me.
“Yes, sir,” I replied. “Fuck me, Mr. Garcetti.”
He started fucking me harder and faster and even though the pain was still there, he’d do shit like reach under me and feel on my dick or pinch on my nipples to take my mind off of the pain. I didn’t think I’d make it as far as I did so I was feeling kind of proud in the moment. The biggest surprise was that my dick was still rock hard.
“You wanna ride me?” he asked while carefully pulling his dick out of my ass.
“You know I do, sir,” I told him.
My mood by that point was as relaxed as it’d been since before I arrived at the building. I climbed on top of him and grabbed his dick to position it under my asshole. I then slowly came down on it. The pain hit me again but wasn’t as bad as before. I was still tight but I’d opened up enough so that his dick could go into my ass more without as much effort. I was riding him slowly because I was still getting used to his dick. I knew he probably wanted me to ride him faster but he was right, I had to remain comfortable or it would’ve thrown my concentration off and that could possibly screw up the scene.
So I rode him for a good ten minutes before he started jacking me off with his right hand. I kept riding him even though I knew I was gonna bust a fat nut all over him at any moment. I really felt the orgasm coming when he started pushing up into me harder and harder, matching the way I was riding him. He jacked my dick harder and harder, using his spit as lube. I played with my own nipples and that was enough to push me over the edge.
“Ah fuck,” I called out. “I’m gonna cum!”
The only word I could use to describe that orgasm was amazing. I’d never had an orgasm like that before and it put my mind into another world for a few seconds. My asshole tightened up around his dick as my dick skeeted nut all over his chest and neck. Two shots went so far up that they hit his face. The cameras came in close and I could see flashes coming from other people on the set taking photos. After my body calmed down, I bent down and licked the cum from his face. I then kissed him and shared it with him.
“My turn,” he said with a smile.
He made me come up off his dick but stay hovered over him while he jacked off underneath me. When I heard his moans get louder and his body started shaking, I lowered my ass back down onto his dick and felt his warm cum shooting into me. I didn’t take in much of his dick so the cum was already dripping out of my asshole the moment he pulled his dick back out of it. Once again, the cameras flashed and I could hear them clicking.
“So how was your first time getting fucked?” he asked me.
I smiled and told him, “It was alright. Not bad at all.”
We kissed for a little while and then he called out, “Cut!”
The camera guys backed away from the bed and the bright lights were turned off. Both me and Matt climbed off the bed and he gave me a hug and congratulated me on how good I was in front of the camera. Different people walked up to me handing me things like a towel, and wet napkins and bottled water. I was still completely naked with the exception of socks and everyone was acting like it was no big deal. I never thought I’d feel comfortable walking around naked in front of people like that but I actually was very comfortable.
“You can go put your clothes back on or shower if you want,” Matt told me. “When you come out, meet me up on the third floor in room 3C.”
“Okay,” I told him.
I made my way back over to the small bathroom and took a quick shower. My ass was sore but it wasn’t too bad. After the shower while I was drying off, I checked my phone to see I didn’t have any missed calls or text messages. No one knew a thing or suspected a thing. For the time being, it was my secret. I knew it wouldn’t always be like that but for that time, I actually felt good about the whole situation. I got dressed and headed upstairs to the room Matt had told me to meet him in. He was sitting in there wearing a robe and eating an apple when I walked in.
“Here’s your check,” he told me, handing the check to me.
“Damn, I feel like quitting Wal-Mart,” I told him as I looked at the $6,500 check made out in my name. “I can make this per scene?”
“If you bottom, yes. If you top, then you’ll make slightly less than that. Vers scenes pay $7,500 to each model.”
“That’s if I do a scene with one of the other models where we both fuck each other?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, I can be cool with that.”
“Jody, I want you to seriously think about this before committing yourself to it. Not everyone has a great experience doing gay-for-pay porn.”
“With money like this, I can’t even think of a problem. If people find out, then they find out; I don’t care. All I care about is making sure my daughter has everything she needs. I wanna be a responsible dad.”
“That comes with an image, Jody. She could one day see the scene you and I just did together. I’m not trying to talk you out of it, I’m trying to make sure you fully grasp how important the decision is.”
I looked at him for a while before telling him, “Matt, I actually had some fun today. I don’t consider myself gay but I don’t hate what I just did. It felt alright and for a while, I forgot we were doing a scene. You’re a pretty good kisser and ass eater.” We both laughed when I said that. “I guess what I’m saying is sex is always gonna be something that people feel two different ways about. We love it but at the same time we’re ashamed of it. We’re ashamed of what people think and instead of stopping to enjoy something we all love, we try to rationalize our own irrational beliefs about sex. The problem isn’t with the sex itself; the problem is with the irrational belief that not every form of sex is natural. I’ll probably never have sex with a man outside of porn but that doesn’t mean I can’t bust a nut from having sex with a man. I just did.”
“Wow.”
“What?”
“That is exactly how I feel. You know, we should really hang out sometime. I think we just might be able to change some minds.”
I laughed and told him, “I think so, too.”
Following that day, my outlook on many things changed. I was never homophobic before but now I had a newfound respect for gay people and anyone else who was different than what society deemed as acceptable. Of course people I knew found out I was doing gay-for-pay porn but that just didn’t matter to me. Anyone who didn’t want to be friends with me because of it wasn’t a real friend. I found out who my real friends were and who my fake ones were. One of my cousins tried to tell me that Kelly was gonna be able to keep Jasmine from me because of it. Ironically, I ended up getting full custody of Jasmine because the nigga she had up in her apartment was dealing drugs and had killed a dude over fifty dollars. Kelly was arrested for accessory so the courts awarded me full custody of our daughter.
I continued to do scenes for BlackBoyObsessionz under the alias JD until I finished college and obtained my bachelor’s degree in accounting. Matt had encouraged me to enroll in college and even used his many connections to get me through many barriers. Even after I stopped doing scenes for him, he always helped me out and made sure I was doing okay. I’ll always be grateful of him and will always value his friendship. I’m currently working for a small accounting firm downtown as a CPA and taking night classes to obtain my master’s degree in business. Meanwhile, I run a non-profit organization that’s designed to help young black men find better opportunities for education and employment.
When people ask me if I feel like I was exploited, my answer is always a confident no. Sex work is work and should not be put down simply because it makes some people uncomfortable. Working at Wal-Mart, a company worth billions of dollars but only pays its workers the shittiest pay, is the perfect example of exploitation. Wal-Mart can afford to pay its workers way more but doesn’t because then the people on the corporate level would have to take a pay cut that they wouldn’t even notice. I know not every employer could pay the money that Matt Garcetti pays his models for scenes, but I believe everyone can always do more when they want to. They choose not to. And instead of focusing on that, people spend their time hating on men like Matt for the opportunities they provide. I intend on changing that narrative by telling my story to anyone who is willing to listen, and by forever living in my truth.
[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.
© D.A. Morrison 2016
