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Lilith
10-06-2002, 09:29 AM
One reporter tries to blend in at the World's Biggest Reverse Gang Bang.

By Marc Sinclair/Photos by Ji Shin

I'm driving to a studio in North Hollywood, California, where I'm about to witness a world record in the making: one man will have sex with thirteen different women, achieving at least twenty orgasms without the use of drugs or mechanical stimulators. And it's happening just four miles from where I live, according to the MapQuest driving directions I printed out. I turn right off Burbank Boulevard onto Satsuma Street in North Hollywood. It's a mixed-use neighborhood — medical supply stores, auto body shops, sheet metal suppliers. Most of the store windows have big sheets of silver Mylar taped to them. Some of the buildings are topped with razor wire.
I find the studio and park my car, making sure the doors and trunk are locked. There's no sign, but the street address is painted on the high wood fence. A couple of guys with clipboards cheerfully let me through the front gate. Inside, there's a small courtyard with benches. A few guys are hanging around smoking. On the right, a set of wooden stairs leads to a balcony with a large hot tub. I walk through the front door and a hallway into a large sound stage divided into smaller sets. Here in the central lounge area, an old guy with a crew cut is fucking a diminutive blonde girl in a cheerleader outfit. She's standing up, bent over, giving a blowjob to a guy who looks like an albino Robert Plant. They're blocking the craft services table, which has watermelons, grapes, cantaloupes and soft drinks. Photographers from Cheri and Adult Video News are snapping pictures. Another tiny girl joins the trio and starts kissing the cheerleader. About two dozen young men occupy the room. Many of them are stout and short-limbed. They look like they could be Bada Bing extras on The Sopranos. I check my watch. It's around 11:30. I was told that nobody was supposed to start fucking until 1:30. Evidently, they're just warming up for the main event.












A few more photos are snapped, and the four people unplug themselves from one other and break up. The two girls head for the dressing room. The old guy starts talking to a reporter. The pale Robert Plant clone is standing alone. He looks like he's not sure what to do next. I walk up to him and introduce myself. It turns out he is the star of this show. He calls himself Azael (Oz-eye-ell) and he's a Spanish teacher at a community college in Arizona. Azael is reputedly able to achieve an orgasm twenty times in a row without losing an erection. The purpose of today's event is to capture Azael's performance on film as he has sex with a dozen porn stars. It's being billed as "The World's Largest Reverse Gang Bang," and is being produced by Sexual World Records.
Azael is wearing smoky wire frame sunglasses, a heavy black cloak, a frilly white shirt and leather pants with a detachable codpiece. The areas around his eyes are covered with dark gray makeup. He's also got dark makeup on his cheeks. The effect is jarring, because his skin and hair are almost white. His short beard appears to be covered in white makeup.
Azael is polite and personable as he tells me how he was the subject of a study conducted at Rutger's University in 1998 (You can read about the study at Multiorgasmic.com). Ever since Azael discovered masturbation when he was about five years old, he has been able to come several times without the "refractory period" that other men have to go through before getting another erection. In the Rutger's test, Azael masturbated to orgasm six times in a row. When the publisher of Sexual World Records heard about the study, he contacted Azael and asked him if he'd be willing to try for twenty come shots in a row with a bevy of porn stars at his disposal. In the name of science, Azael said, he consented.
I was surprised to find out that Azael is married and has a monogamous relationship with his wife. She's not too happy about Azael coming out here to test his priapic prowess on a harem of naked starlets. But Azael believes this will be an important moment for the human race. He says if he can figure out why he's able to come and come again, he might be able to share that knowledge with other men.
Azael doesn't smoke, drink or do drugs. He exercises regularly and eats a high protein diet. In preparation for this event, Azael has abstained from sex for three days. Nevertheless, he's not a hundred percent confident that he'll be able to come twenty times in a row, even though he says his record at home is forty times.
What's with his makeup and outfit? He's wearing the costume of a character in a graphic novel that he wants to develop. The comic is based on Sumerian mythology, which tells of fallen angels with persistent erections who gave pleasure to earthly women. Azael is very interested in ancient myths, especially the ones that star guys with hard-ons. He suspects that at one time, most men possessed multi-orgasmic abilities, but somehow lost the power.
It's getting close to show time, so I bid Azael good luck, and wander to the back of the studio. There are three stages set up. One looks like a hospital room. Another looks like a medieval torture chamber. The other is just a big bed. The old guy with the crew cut is standing in this room. I walk up and say hello. He introduces himself as Dave Cummings. He says he's a world record holder too. At sixty-two, he's the oldest working male porn actor in the world. While we're talking, one of the pint-sized porn actresses walks up. Her name is DynaMite. She's wearing a red plaid miniskirt, black bra and six-inch high heels. Even with the added lift, she's still barely five feet tall. She's holding a small vibrator. She picked it up from the owner of SexToy.com, who is here passing out free samples of dildos, lubricants and herbal virility tablets. She's got a mischievous grin on her face as she turns on the vibrator and presses it into Dave's crotch. Dave quickly unzips his fly and his dick starts to swell. He instructs DynaMite to hold the tip of the vibrator under the head of his cock. Dave smiles and closes his eyes. After a little while, DynaMite bends down and takes his penis in her mouth, giving it a long slow kiss before walking away.
I ask Dave what he thinks Azael's chances are. "I wouldn't want to be in his shoes," he chuckles. He thinks Azael, who has never had sex in front of a crowd before, might have performance anxiety. "That's why I was doing that stuff in the front earlier," he says, alluding to the impromptu hardcore photo session in front of the snack table. "It wasn't because I wanted to get my dick sucked." Another guy overhears Dave, and says "yeah, right."

Lilith
10-06-2002, 09:30 AM
"Okay," chortles Dave, "I just wanted to get my dick sucked."
It's now 1:30, but Azael is nowhere to be seen. The girls are hanging out in low-slung couches, sitting in each other's laps or looking bored. The ponytailed girl in the cheerleader outfit, holding the dolly, walks by. "I'm Bisexual Britni," she tells me. Her skin and hair, like Azael's, are very pale. She looks about fourteen. "What do you think of Azael?" I ask her. "He seems a little eccentric," she says, "but I can't wait to fuck him!"
The next two hours are spent sitting around waiting for Azael to come out of the dressing room. I chat with a guy sitting next to me who's reading a book on the physics of time travel. He says he used to be a libertarian, but now he's an anarchocapitalist. People mill about the snack table, which has been loaded with turkey and bologna.
Finally at 3:30, the director, a bald guy with a long pointy beard and tattoos all over (he's got one on his neck that reads, "WHITE TRASH") walks in followed by Azael and a tall Slavic beauty named Nikita Denise. A cameraman and a grip get set up, and with little fanfare, Azael and Nikita hop on the big bed and begin making out. Photographers throng around the bed, including a video crew from the Howard Stern TV show. Azael has a dazed smirk on his face. He massages Nikita's breasts. After a minute, Nikita flips the codpiece off Azael's leather breeches to reveal his limp dick. She goes to work on it with her mouth while Azael plays with her breasts. Flashbulbs pop like crazy. The room is hushed.
A few minutes later, Nikita lifts her head to check on the progress of her work. Still limp. She peels off her clothes and gets on her back so Azael can mount her. He tries gamely, but nothing happens. "Spit on my pussy," says Nikita. Azael drools a bit of saliva on his finger and rubs Nikita's pussy. "No no," she says, wagging a finger at him and cocking an eyebrow over her slanted eyes. "Spit on my pussy." But he can't bring himself to do it. He goes back to trying to hump her. Meanwhile, all the other girls are sitting next to the bed staring at the disaster unfolding before them. A porn star standing next to me whispers, "I told him that having sex with someone you aren't already intimate with could be difficult."
Suddenly, a faux concrete wall from the adjacent medieval studio falls over and crashes on the ground. The director bursts out laughing. Then he tells all the photographers to clear out. Everyone steps back.
Ten minutes later, Nikita sits up and shouts: "We need more gee-rulls." Skeeter calls in Bisexual Britni and DynaMite, who jump into bed and arrange themselves in a complex daisy chain with Nikita. Azael gets out of the bed and stands up over DynaMite's head. DynaMite sucks Azael's soft cock for about five minutes, but nothing happens. Then Bisexual Britni steps in and gives him an intensely energetic blowjob. "Energizer bunny to the rescue," whispers the porn star next to me. But it does no good.
Finally, Azael gets out of the bed and walks through the crowd of people, who part like the Red Sea to let him pass. His drooping penis flops through the hole in his trousers. Skeeter and the producer meet him near the snack table.
"There are too many cameras!" complains Azael. "They're making it so I can't get wood. I just need to get that first wood and I'll be fine." Skeeter whispers in Azael's ear for a while and Azael nods in consent. Then Skeeter announces that Azael and a couple of the girls are going into the back to work on his problem for a while. Once he's hard, he'll come back out and get in bed with the starlets.
So we wait. And wait. One of the stars goes out onto the balcony and fucks her boyfriend. Another one gives a blowjob to a crew member on the sidelines. Dave Cummings gets into the bed with DynaMite and starts to have sex. He gets an erection instantaneously. After blowing and fucking Dave, DynaMite asks him, "Do you want to jerk off in my face?"
He tells her no, that he'd better save himself for a camera shot in case Azael can't get it up.
At five, Azael and the girls still haven't come out of his closed room. I've got to go to another appointment, so I get the phone number of a guy planning to stay until the end. The next day he tells me what I missed: exactly nothing. The angel has fallen, and he can't get it up.
A few days later, Sexual World Records posts a headline in the form of a blunt math lesson: "1 Man + 13 Girls = 0 Cumshots." This equation however, is incomplete. One willing man, alone with thirteen beautiful and eager young girls will almost always result in something other than zero cumshots. But one (amateur) man, in a room with thirteen girls, twenty cameras, fifty gawkers and a stage with crumbling walls is a surefire equation for impotence.
Azael was unavailable to comment on what had happened that day, but I suspect he'll be breaking his sexual world records in the privacy of his own home for a while, at least.