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It turns out that Malachi was a spy all along. The former high-fashion model’s plan from the beginning was to collect material for a book about porn and escorting, then retire for good. Malachi’s book is called Gay 4 Pay: The Revealing Life of a Gay Porn Star and Escort. You can pre-order the book here.
The Sword: You officially retired from gay porn and escorting today. Last week, you shot your final scene for Randy Blue last week. How did that feel?
Malachi Marx: It was cool. It was kind of like, “Ta-da!”
TS: Did they give you a cake or something?
MM: Kind of! They took me out for dinner.
TS: The title of your new book is Gay-for-Pay.
MM: Yes, the title of the book is Gay-for-Pay: The Revealing Life of a Gay Porn Star and Escort
TS: There are lots of gay-for-pay skeptics out there.
MM: Yeah, the subject receives a lot of attention. Honestly, I was more bi-curious before I got into the industry, but now that I’ve done porn, I know more than ever that I’m straight. I even tried in my mind to see if I could be attracted to guys. Since I was working I tried hard to see whether I’d be able to enjoy it. But I never found it sexually attractive. So I’m more comfortable in my sexuality than I ever was. I have more respect for the gay community too.
TS: How does one have sex without sexual attraction?
MM: I used the power of my mind. My first scene was a solo scene, and that was hard enough — to masturbate in front of 6 other guys, just sitting there with all this attention, with flourescent lights, it was difficult enough to get turned on even for a solo. So I had to get over that and learn how to focus. Sometimes I’d use tricks, like straight porn on a TV set or my iPhone, but as I moved forward I learned to get to that place where I would close my eyes for 3 or 4 seconds and instantly get hard.
TS: Closing my eyes and trying really hard would make me go soft.
MM: No, I get hard by focusing all my energy and attention on something that turns me on, whether it’s a girl I hooked up, my fiance, a pursuit of mine or money. I mean, I can use money alone. Money turns me on.
TS: Tell me more about money.
MM: Well, I started escorting 4 months before I started gay porn, and I went from waiting tables for maybe a grand a week if I was lucky to making a grand a night. That turned me on because it freed me up so much in my life, with all the choices, the traveling. I developed a fantasy for money.
TS: Then you became a porn star hooker.
MM: I got into escorting first and I was doing very well. I’d collect 20 regulars in a month and take myself off rentboy. I didn’t have time for more clients. Then my girlfriend got pregnant, so it motivated me times 10, and that’s why I got into gay porn. By making a name for myself, I was able to do better for myself. And I did it to collect material for my book.
TS: If you’re not attracted to guys, do you care about whether the guys you fuck are attractive?
MM: I would definitely prefer a better body with no hair that smells good over a fat, hairy stinky client. It always makes the job a lot easier. Gross vs. nice, messy vs. neat etc.
TS: But why would a straight dude care about whether it’s a hot man body or not?
MM: If I’m a dishwasher at two restaurants, and one place is a stinky old restaurant with mice, and the other place is an upscale clean restaurant downtown, I’m downtown. It was my job, my purpose was monetary gain. A lot of these guys say they’re straight, but you can feel the difference.
TS: So a lot of porn stars and escorts say they’re straight but are really gay?
MM: I would say that of all the ‘straight’ escorts and porn stars I meet, about 60% are gay or will be very soon. You get these guys who come out from these po=dunk states, get their first blowjob from a guy, and things change for them. I’ve seen a lot of that, and that’s great because they found that out by exploring something.
TS: You’ve developed gay-for-paydar?
MM: Yeah, you could say that. I’ve been on my own since I was 14 and I trust my intuition. I’ve managed other escorts and developed relationships with a bunch of other guys and developed ‘an acute gay-for-paydar.’
TS: Would you ask clients to send you their pictures?
MM: No, I’ve never asked for photos of guys before I meet them, but I’ve developed a formula for filtering them. I’d get about 100 replies to my profile, and I’d filter them down to 25 or so by learning about them through email, and with help from my manager and an assistant. Out of those 25 I would keep 5 regulars at a time. Overall, I was lucky enough to find 25 regulars, and they were high-end clients, one who were willing to pay a lot. That’s another method of filtering: I’d set my price really high.
TS: How much?
MM: $500 an hour. Anything beyond vanilla foreplay (oral, rimming, kissing) was $1,000+.
TS: What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve ever done?
MM: It would have to be this guy who had a fetish for bananas. He had me lube up a banana, put a condom on it, and fuck him up the ass with it. So I’m sitting there shoving a banana in and out of his ass, and then I thought I was over. But he said “No. For another thousand I want you to peel the banana and eat it.”
TS: Did you eat it?
TS: The thousand dollar banana. How’d it taste?
MM: It was nice! It was a great Chiquita banana, organic, a little firm because there was still a little green on it.
TS: The man had not rendered it into mush?
MM: No, still firm!
TS: What was the most luxurious experience a client treated you to?
MM: One that was awesome was 8 days in Greece [pictured, in Athens]. I got paid $32k, I went to all the islands, had a big shopping spree in Athens, the nicest hotels, great massages, different spa treatments. The client was very well off.
TS: Was he looking for the ‘boyfriend experience’?
MM: Yeah, he had been in a relationship for 12 years and he needed something exciting, so I came along. And I earned that money, too. This was a regular of mine, and I presented him with a great relationships. I helped him through a lot of his problems that he had from his relationships. It was almost like being a therapist. So that’s why he took me on the trip.
TS: So, okay, you’re retired, fine, but what if this dude is like, ‘Hey! Now let’s do Turkey for 50k!’
MM: Ha, no, I’m closing this book. I’ve worn many hats in my life, and it’s built my character, but I’m always good at walking away from something and never coming back to it.
TS: What skills are required to be a good escort?
MM: You definitely have to be a good listener, and be able to provide something that makes them feel special, that it’s all about them. It’s more than sex. You have to alter who you are based on who they are. You’ve got to be able to ignite something in them. You can’t just sit there with nothing to say over a 5-star meal.
TS: Another escort story please.
MM: One man had a OCD and a compulsive fetish where he would hire one to three escorts for a period of 1 hour to 6 hours. The first escort would come in and he would stay the entire 6 hours and the second one would stay just for an hour or two. I was always the anchor escort who came in the beginning and stayed for the full 6 hours. In those 6 hours, he had us put on all these different outfits, 30 T-shirts, all these shorts, hats, pants. It would always be these really nice hotel rooms in New York, or LA, Philadelphia or Phoenix, and he’d have the clothes in one of the rooms, folded on a table with the lights turned off.
And he’d be sitting in the chair — this fat, rich guy who wanted to be called daddy, just sitting there in a swivel chair rubbing himself. He would say, “Go and grab the orange shirt with the football texas hat and the blue shorts,” and the room was dark so you didn’t want to mess up. I didn’t have to do anything to him except sit on his lap sometimes and try on these outfits, stand, turn around. By the third hour, you’d just want to shoot yourself.
TS: Did anyone ever hire you to watch you fuck another escort?
MM: It depended on the client, but mostly yes, it’d be easier because of the camraderie, you had a teammate. But with other clients it was harder for me to work my A-game when another escort was there with me. But of course there were lots of situations. One client hired six escorts at the same time. It was like after a varsity game in the shower of a locker room. There were just a bunch of hot naked guys walking around the hotel room. ‘Okay, who’s next?’ ‘No, you go in there!’ ‘No, you!’
TS: When did you realize how hot you were?
MM: When I was 18 I was a fashion model in NYC. Dolce & Gabbanna, Diesel, Ralph Lauren, and that’s when I first noticed that gay men were attracted to me. And I was very comfortable around them, I had grown up with gay friends and a gay uncle. I never did anything with guys when I was modeling but that’s when I first knew that I had an ability to attract people. But I never thought I’d make a job out of it like this.
TS: Do you worry about having a stigma in your future?
MM: No. I’ve noticed that society has become more open about things like dark pasts, it makes you more real and able to relate to people, and I think that Hollywood is changing too. I’m hoping that my book will become a movie, and if I’m able to act in it, that’d be great. I would love to come forward and be like, “Yeah, I did gay porn, I was a fucking escort, fire me if you want to. Or better yet, you can market it.”
Pre-order the book at www.gay4paybook.com. Here’s Malachi’s introduction:
I had a unique, marketable mixture of mysteriousness, intelligence, and raw sexuality that propelled me to the forefront of the gay porn industry. Utilizing my body and personality, I made an art out of performing and struck a chord with an audience that spanned the world. This book is a journey through the joys and struggles that I endured during the past year of my X-Rated life. This book is a chemistry of illustrations, pictures, and confessions that unveil the battle between good and evil within the body of a so-called “sex god.”
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