Friday, October 12th 2007
Ask Johnny Episode 1
Thanks to everybody that shared their ideas for this new segment on Hazzard Ahead. Our topic this time around came from dtwave who asked many related questions.
1. I imagine you have screaming, balls to the walls sex all the time, but that is probably more fantasy than reality. Give us sense of what the real situation is for our favorite porn star.
People like to think that porn stars are all sex, all the time. That may be true for some. For me sex has always been a very important part of my life - not my entire life. And the guys I meet and keep around are the same way. Is there more sex in my life because of what I do? Who can say? I do know that when I first began I found that I was having less sex than before. Strange, but true.
My life as Johnny took off pretty quickly. I started to become a personality, appearing at events, clubs and launches. While there was plenty room for being “myself” at these things I was still a porn star no matter how you wanted to dress me up or down; I was conceived out of sex and that was my business. It was my job to be sexual, an object, a fantasy, an ideal. When you are doing that for a long period of time it begins to wear on you. After an evening of doing it up Showgirls style to an audience of drunken, moist horn doggers sex was the last thing on my mind. I mostly craved cheese sticks and beer.
2. Does “ordinary” sex with a boyfriend or date pale in comparison to the orgy scene in Bolt? As a fan, I envy the fact that you get to have sex with some of the hottest men on earth. OK, I envy them too, getting to have sex with you, THE hottest man on earth.
I think the Bolt orgy scene is kind of like the first twenty minutes of Saving Private Ryan; most things will seem tame afterwards. While my partners on screen are uber hot sometimes, the hotness usually ends there. This is a movie with direction and lots of it. Chi Chi is known for being the best in the biz and let me tell you, she knows what she wants and will get it no matter what. So there you are, naked on the butcher block three inches from Mr. Do You Have A License To Carry That Across State Lines and you might think about doing something, but you have your boss telling you to contort yourself into positions that make Twister look like a geriatric yoga class. The result? Hot scenes that move DVDs off shelves and inspire guys and gals alike to take matters into their own hands. The process? Work. Not answering phones, digging ditches or changing the world, but still just work.
3. Is it hard to find a guy outside the industry who appreciates what you do for work, and is secure enough not to be intimidated by it?
Porn is a very small piece of my life and I’ve never had difficulty finding quality people to populate my world. While I still have great people around me there have been some intimidation issues related to my porn status. I get it. I really do. Some guys think that because I’m a “professional” that I’m used to some advanced degree of sex. If they only knew what actually happens on set. If anything the sex industry works against good sex. You can bottle a hot fuck, but a chemical connection is not available at your grocer’s freezer. To see a hot fuck all you need is a screen, to feel a hot fuck you need the connection.
It’s interesting to me that this question brings appreciation into the picture. I think very few people appreciate what it takes to do what I do well. There have definitely been plenty of guys in my life who didn’t factor my work into our relationship at all. Whether they understood its significance or not is irrelevant because it just didn’t matter. One of the most important qualities I seek in a man is self confidence. It’s one of the few common features you’ll find in the guys that make my grade. Some people might think of me as some sex crazed guy that “needs” sex all the time. Not true, it’s quite the opposite to be honest because doing a job that requires me to be sexual increases my need for intimacy - not a blow job.
That’s all for now. More chipping away at the fantasy next time…
I would comment on this but I’ve just realized who I’m writing to and all of a sudden I feel a bit shy, not to mention intimidated and maybe a trifle insecure to post anything.
Keep chipping away! The man behind the image is cool and interesting… ~Ver Steeg
great post… I personally run into a few guys in the industry when I’m out on Fire Island during the summer. Sometimes they are vacationing like everyone else. Usually I just say hello and leave it that… to me they are taking off from the porn life for a while so they deserve to be respected and left alone to relax… occasionally I have complemented folks on their work. But again I’m usually thinking these fellas get ogled all the time when recognized… again better to give space…. looking forward to your next post.
OK I just can’t read all of this. Its too… well weird. I remember after the state took our houses and Johnny and I lost contact, I thought about him once in a while. Not often, what with my own crazy life and adventures. Things changed a few years ago.
I’d be in a bookstore and see a picture on a magazine and think ‘that model looks like {insert real name here}. I doubt it though… last I heard he was working in a jewelry store.’ Then I’d pick up some glbt magazine and flip trough it months later, and again think, nahh can’t be {}. Then about a year ago I was in my ex’s bedroom, and sitting there in the closet was his porn collection. I glanced at it and saw Johnny Hazzard on the cover. At the edges of my consciousness I though {}, but NO… the boy next door couldn’t be? Could he?
So I looked on the stupid classmates thing to see if perhaps everyone’s favorite hottie hippie was on. I got confused when try all I could there was no record of {}.Why oh why would he drop off the face of the earth? (keep in mind I had no idea Johnny was gay).
Well then I get a message on MySpace from this girl I knew in HS. She and I were never what one could call good friends, but we were part of the same circle of friends. She asked do you remember {}? Well DUH! Do I remember the boy who moved in next door to my family not long after I started school after moving in myself? Do I remember the attractive boy who when I first saw him bringing in the garbage can and just KNEW he was something special? The boy who was my first puppy love? The guy who would borrow a dollar for a Pepsi at lunch? The guy who called me sweetheart? Nah… no recollection at all.
Well she told me to Google the name Johnny Hazzard. So I did. I walked around for days in a daze. Then I decided to e-mail Johnny. LOL boy am I glad I did so!
I have missed my old friend. And I am glad I can share a glimpse of our childhood with all of his fans. I just don’t want to hear all about his sex life.
I personally love any aspect of himself he posts about. I love anything he reveals or feels.
It is so great to hear you talk about this, because I know as a dancer I kind of feel the same way and I’m sure it must be worse for porn stars like you.
When sex is your business, it really becomes not such an important or fun thing outside of work. Of course, you’re so much more articulate than I am at expressing that.
Hey Johnny - thanks for adressing my questions. It is ineresting to have some insight to the man behind the fantasy. I’m curious how your family and friends feel about our favorite porn star.
Does your family actually see much of your work? Ma Hazzard is obviously very cool and very proud of you, but I imagine she does not really dig the idea of watching her Johnny getting fucked on screen, but at the same time must be curious about what makes her son an icon of gay porn. Does being a porn star sometimes get weird with family, friends, and collegues who are not gay?
I live for this blog because it’s so real… and surreal. You hear some porn actors say what an amazing experience it is and how it’s totally awesome and then occasionally you know someone who has been completely chewed up and spit out by the sex industry. The truth surely lies somewhere in the middle.
I worked at a bar for 3 years where the staff wears very little and is encouraged to be hypersexual all the time… in a word, objectified. It fucked with my head at first because I found my sex drive was reduced significantly. It’s truly exhausting to be sexual all the time.
I would see the same people at my bar everyday, getting completely shitfaced and then making complete asses of themselves. Of course I felt a certain amount of disgust at their behavior, but more so I just felt empathy. They would tell me things that most people would be embarrassed to tell their therapists and then they’d be trying to grab my ass. Really, all they wanted was the same thing we’re all craving: intimacy. I suppose in their inebriated, warped minds, they thought they’d found it.
This is so gay, but Johnny’s post made me think of this thing Madonna once said. Something about how most people think she’s this nyphomaniac who craves sex all the time when really she’d rather just be reading a book… Hey Johnny, read any good books lately?