Despite several interruptions from the Gift Center's shrieky, flaming security staff who threatened to remove us, we had a blast watching Diesel Washington and Damien Crosse strip naked for us and let us grope their pecs. It was almost enough to distract us from all the drama that took place below when Michael Lucas realized he wouldn't be jetting back to New York with a Best Picture trophy. Hysteria ensued, but we were too busy watching Lady Bunny get sodomized to choose sides.

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(all photos care of Patrik @ TheSword)

Steve Cruz set the night off right by bearing his backside and wondering if he could get away with taking a piss before we hit the sixth floor. It was decided that for a formal event, the line would have to be drawn at a firm ass-grab and a kiss on the cheek.

Solo Performer of the Year Award-winner Ricky Sinz was a little confused about what we were doing with him, especially when we shoved his friends out of the elevator and hit the "door close" button before they could jam their arms back in. Despite our kidnapping tactics, he dropped trou like a professional and no one got hurt.

Diesel Washington was excited to get out of the front row and immediately got us nervous with his suave come-ons and eagerness to get as raunchy as possible. Then Damien Crosse showed up, having followed us from the Titan table. In a practical decision that elicited zero complaints from our photographer, the beefcake BFF's decided to give us a duo scene.

It was around this time that word had gotten out about our elevator-exploits and security staffers were dispatched to meet us at level 6. Narrowly missing the strong-arm of the law, we hurried into the adjacent elevator and jumped out on the third floor. Where we ran into Barrett Long!

Damien stuck around to watch Barrett show-off his self-servicing talent and then started to get fresh, overlooking the auditorium as Tiger Tyson picked up his Hall of Fame Award. Diesel laughed off the security run-in and we all breathed sighs of relief at getting away scot-free.

Upon returning to our table to reload our camera, we were intercepted by grinning award-winner Jake Deckard! "I heard about what's happening in the elevators," he boomed down on us, making our knees quake with intimidation. "When's my turn?" What Jake wants, Jake gets, and we retreated to the elevator with event organizers hot on our trail. It was around this time that someone on stage made mention of the bustling elevators and the event staff was putting every effort into shutting us down, when we ran into Lady Bunny and her entourage who were getting into the elevator on the second floor. Hiding under her dress, we smuggled ourselves in and she immediately got cheeky and took it up the ass.

Alex Chandler and Cole Ryan were booking it for the elevators with us when we ran by Brent Corrigan's table. Reluctant at first, after some group chiding and calling him a "pussy" we managed to drag him, against his will, into our makeshift photo booth. Finally the staff caught up with us and warned that if anyone got naked we'd all be thrown out with our tails between our legs. Alas, only torsos would make an appearance for the remainder of the night.

Finally banned from the elevators altogether, we capped off the night with some tableside shots. Michael Lucas served us his very Posh-inspired scowl, and Alex Barresi lamented his missed chance in the great glass elevator, and lifted his shirt as a parting gift.

Security run-ins aside, our guerrilla photoshoots went off without a hitch! If only the same could be said for the award ceremony.

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GayVNs 2008: More, More, More! (Drunks, Drag, Tans)
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The Sword Guide to Fucking Like A Pornstar

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