Two years ago, the wily twinklet and his then-boyfriend, Grant Roy, slipped into wire-taps and drove to the beach to meet Harlow. Moments before they arrived, Brent had to work to overcome his nerves. “My stomach hurts,” he told Grant. “You’re just going to have to suck it up,” was Grant’s reply. “I know,” Brent said.
I feel completely and utterly deflated right now … Often times, I sit back and I wonder what the percentage is of my readers and fans that even have any clue that I’ve toiled with this predicament. Did you know? … When Bryan was killed, everything in my world crumbled to my feet [and] I was stripped of all credibility in the eyes of most people.
I got through it. And now that it’s over, I can finally afford to relieve some of the steam and pressure that has built up inside of me. I can finally, truly and honestly look to the future and know it’s wide open from here.
In all earnest, I’m growing tiresome of living this extraordinary life. It’s time for me to just settle down and make a little porn. If mainstream is in the cards for me then I’ll rise to the challenge. But for now, I’m tired … It will be onward and upward, as it ever was for me. Even if I caught a few snags on along the way as I ascend.
Deflated (Brent Corrigan Inc.)
It's an interview with Phillip Aubrey: porn star, Spencer Reed's boyfriend, burp fetishist.
The COLT superstars joined a protest in Rome against the Catholic Church in order to make the claim that gay people are not pedophiles. There was a chihuaha involved.
I feel sorry for people with fetishes that can never be realized in real life. Take this Flickr user, who has to make do with his giants fetish using Photoshop.
I'm not one for bragging about intellectual accomplishments (it's something I learned from, you know, graduating with honors from Brown University), but Conner Habib is justifiably excited about his blurb in a book written by Carl Sagan's son.