31 days

30 days has september
april jun and november
all the rest have 31.
which means i don't have a lot of time to get my shit together and get this video project done.
i had a fun couple i practiced videoing last night.
i love having friends who call me up and ask me to shoot them fucking.
good friends.
they keep me motivated,
inspired,
and boned...
always a good combo.
last night took my videoing a little further,
as somethin,
i can't tell u what...
happened which made the perspective even more interactive.
brought it to a different level,
and made the video have a vintage 3D feel that i've not yet seen.
it was cool to look at the foootage and gag.
i rarely gag at anything i do,
i never gag at anything anyone else does,
well, rarely...
but this was an experiment gone right.
it's starting to flow.
it's taking shape and forming itself
without much help, just from practice.
i am starting to understand the importance of every move i make lately,
as every move is taking me closer to a place i've envisioned my entire life.
another place.
another step.
a higher level.
i hate to sound conceided, but...
i think i will do something that will be so different.
modern, yet classic.
interesting, but still hot.
done with my flavor of surprise,
twists, and turns that take your mind to a place you never dreamed.
yet, at the same time,
will keep your cock dripping.
leaking.
oozing cum.
that's my job.
that's what i do.
and honestly,
i know i do it better than anyone else.
so now, for the next month,
i reign myself in.
hone in and disect,
reevaluate what i've done,
reinvent what's been done,
and retaliate against what the studios do,
recreate, rethink and redo
everything that you know,
everything you've seen,
everything you thought.
it's a hard job,
but somebodys gotta do it.

 

a friendly reminder...

The Best of David Guetta 2012
sometimes u don't expect things to turn out good...
sometimes you have a premenition that things won't be as fun and casual as they may seem,
sometimes you think too much...
tonight, earlier, i thought too much.
my buddy upstate invited me to hang w/him n his boyfriend,
it was asked in a very sexual way, meaning,
would u like to come over n have sex with us...
but not so direct.
i got there, kinda thinking it would maybe be weird.
maybe they'd have jealousy issues or something stupid.
maybe they would chicken out...
maybe they'd fight, argue, be bitchy...
but i got there, we smoked some good weed,
hung out, talked, it was very comfortable...
and then outta nowhere, we were fucking.
was perfect.
both of em were sexy, both had nice cocks,
both were open to pretty much anything,
and neither was neglectful or careless toward the other one.
we all took turns,
sucking, i fucked both, was hot...
and once in a while, one of us would kick back n watch the other 2 have fun.
now, that's what i call a nice saurday night.
no drama,
no bullshit,
just three pigs having fun.

my ex and i used to have 3 ways when i was cracked out.
i would tell him to invite over one of our fuckbuds who we know we have fun with.
he always declined,
he wanted new meat...
(bottoms, never satisfied)
so id let him go online, do his thing, find a new cock...
but the guys would come over,
get high, and the next thing you knew,
these "tops" were all about their holes...
so i'd fuck em, which made my ex mad,
and me having to deal with his drama for the next 2 days.

couples should understand that this is a very intricate part of the relationship.
i mean, we all want to have some new fresh meat every once in a while,
but just remember, it's just one night...
whatever happens hapens.
it's not a big deal...
so ladies,
take a hint and consider this a reminder, and/or a lesson.
if ur in a relationship n have a 3way (or more)
remember that the 3rd is really innocent of ur bs.
has no idea how u guys relate to each other,
or what your energy or groove is, so,
just relax, have fun, and fuck.
if your the 3rd...
be diplomatic.
ur not there cause u like one of them,
ur there to be the toy for both,
so act ur age and play with both, enjoy their differences,
enjoy the way they interact, and maybe one day,
when your the one bringing in the 3rd,
you'll be happy, cause it'll all work out better than you thought.

just a little reminder bulletin for u guys..
play nice,
be good,
respect others,
and you'll enjoy yoursef so much more.
trust.

classic j/o

 

to be continued...

my directing debut w/my sistas Colton n Cazwell...

ok, well, i did it.
after a 4 month hiatus from Facebook,
after i was kicked off for an unprecidented 13th time,
i decided to go back and reconnect with the modern world,
and old friends i haven't spoken to or seen in 4 months, at least.
and you know what,
i realized that i really did miss it.
i missed the funny comments,
the sweet messages
and the faces of my peeps,
as well as meeting and communicatinng with new friends.
oh god, now i sound like an advertisement for the fuckin site,
but really, it's nice, and i missed it,
and i'm back,
so friend me,
and let's talk.
this time i am actually using my real name, joe oppedisano,
so i'll be easy to find.
also, check out my new tumblr page...
it's just staring, slowly,
but at least i am moving forward in the right direction..
xo

Good Feeling

Urban Bear

a few weeks ago, i was fortunate
to have received a free booth at
Robert Valins
(that's mister Urban Bear winner three years in a row to you)
annual street fest Urban Bear.
https://www.facebook.com/pages/URBAN-BEAR-NYC/369638524913
it was a day full of daddies daddies daddies,
hairy, with the hottest bellies you ever saw,
drinking beers and from somewhere i got the whiff
of some really good weed...
oooh, maybe that was me...
well, i was hanging out with my gurl Mike Peyton
(that's mister behind the scenes superstar of the Black Party with not enough recognition to you)
http://www.saintatlarge.com/
trying to sell my t-shirts...
but like an idiot, i only had mediums and smalls....
not appropriate for a crowd of bears.
anyway...
they have a raffle every year for a charity,
i think it's to help starving children in the lower east side,
and so i donated a free photo session to do my part in helping create the next generation of bears.
well, i was off shooting some daddies i found
and pulled into a parking garage
that happened to have accidentally left it's gate unlocked,
and missed the raffle,
but when i got back, Mike grabbed me and told me
that the guy who won my photo session was a HOTTIE,
so i was psyched.
the next morning he called me
and we decided to shoot that day...why not.
when he showed up, i gagged, cause mutherfucker
was definitely what you think of when you think of a hot daddy.
bearded, groomed and handsome, he walked in
and i was psyched because behing his sunglasses were the most
shocking set of blue eyes i had seen that day.
(i'm jaded, remember)
and he was sweet.
AND he has a job...
imagine...
all those things rolled into one.
i forgot people like that exsisted...
but they do,
they really do.

and the winner is...Philipp Mohr.

and check this out...
the funniest, cutest cub (cause he's too young to be a bear)
is also talented...
check out his take on the modern bear and the in's and out's of life sans caring if you think he's not skinny enough...


http://beefyblimps.tumblr.com/

Boyfriend

5 years.
single.
no boyfriend in sight,
no relationship seems possible,
nothing even a great one night stand fulfills me.
i try, lord knows i try,
but somehow everyone i meet
and anyone i get close to
has the same perception of me.
they think that because i do what i do for a living,
i must be sucking every cock that stands before me.
i must be fucking every guy i shoot,
every photo i take is of someone i must have had sex with.
when in reality,
i can count the number of men i've photographed that i've slept with.
it's just not my scene,
not my style,
not my thing.
why you may ask,
i mean, i have the most incredible men posing,
sometimes nude, sometimes hard, and in compromising situations...
but does anyone even think,
even for a second that i actually respect and like the people i work with
or even that...
i am a professional??
does anyone imagine for a second that the fact that i get what i want from my models
is because i don't try to blow them?
when you cross that line,
and i know, a lot of photographers do
(as i've heard many stories from my models)
you completely destroy any trust or relaxed environment you need to make people look great.
once you jump the fence and lay your hands on the,
except to get them into the position you'd like,
you have someone in front of you that is a little bit nervous,
a tiny bit shaken
and feeling a lot disrespected.
you'll never regain that trust because, well, obviously,
you've destroyed it.
once that bond is broken, as a photographer,
you'll never regain any kind of really good or natural relationship with them.
and, i have to say,
that's too fuckin bad...
you deserve it.
you were unprofessional, and so,
why would anyone feel gorgeous, handsome or sexy
in front of you?
answer: they won't

one boyfriend i had a few years ago thought i was having sex with one of my models
who happened to be a porn star,
someone i had known for years,
even was my room mate for a summer,
and we were basically like sisters...
someone, in all he time i knew him, we had sex once...
years before,
and it wasn't in a working situation...
but my ex believed so ill of me that he decided that he would get me back.
so, he went online, picked up someone
(a crystal meth dealer, btw)
and went to his place and got gang banged by 4 guys.
(you know i know because eventually i find out everything)
when i arrived home, he confronted me on what he had done.
so, let me get this straight...
i was working a 12 hour day,
not even a break...
jumping through hoops to create something beautiful,
and because you thought i was having sex with my model,
you went out and got 4 loads of cum dumped in you...
hmmmmm.....
i'm so glad i can't be trusted.

it just doesn't make sense.
what i do, i do because i actually love it.
i like meeting new people,
i love making people feel as beautiful as they are, times two,
i'm ecstatic to create images that people view as sexual fantasy, 
and, if nothing else,
it's my job.
if i was not professional,
word would get out.
people talk...
and if you give them something even minor to say,
they'll say it,
spread it,
and then
your reputation is shot.

so now, i ask you...
WTF?

David Guetta - Titanium ft. Sia

Titanium

 David Guetta - Titanium


shoot me down
but i get up.
ricochet
you take your aim
fire away
fire away
you shoot me down
but i won't fall.
i am titanium.


some people always love to see you fall.
they are not your friends.
when they smile
it's smug, and not sincere.
you don't need them.
cause in the end,
they are nothing really, at all.

check this out:
http://mybestfriendsdad.tumblr.com/

Ripped and Shredded

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