There's nothing like meeting porn icons in person - and discovering they're just as charming face to face as they are on camera. I met a lot of people at the Feminist Porn Awards whom I'd previously admired from afar, and in every case the reality exceeded expectations.
I think I first bumped into James Darling at the press conference on the Friday. There weren't many actual members of the press there, but it was at least a good opportunity to meet all the other porn people - and discover that yes, they all really are that hot in person!
I got chatting to James and Wolf Hudson about depictions of men and masculinity in porn, and just as we were about to leave for lunch James dropped into the conversation, "If you're ever looking for a spanking bottom, let me know." Holy shit. James Darling wants to shoot with Dreams of Spanking? Really?
I wasn't sure if we'd actually be able to make it happen. That night was the awards gala, and Saturday and Sunday were fully booked with the conference and afterparties - and I still needed to finish writing my presentations. Here's an indication of how busy things were: James, Wolf and Zahra Stardust ended up shooting their threesome scene in the early hours of Saturday morning after the gala, and didn't finish until nearly dawn. (And wow, I cannot wait to watch that one.) I'd already squeezed in two early morning shoots - both booked in advance, by email - and if I stayed up all night I wouldn't be well rested for my conference talks. So although we were both keen, fitting something in seemed like a tall order.
It wasn't until Saturday night that we touched base and decided we wanted to make it happen. It would have to be late Sunday night after another shoot James was doing - maybe 10pm. On Sunday at the afterparty we confirmed we were both good to go, and brainstormed some scene ideas. James said he was interested in doing a roleplay, something a bit edgy, a bit sexy. He came up with a hotel room honey trap scenario, combining punishment, revenge, and sexy reconciliation.
All we needed now was camera people. I put a call out in my final conference presentation, and immediately started getting replies via Twitter. Dayna and Bee of Cherry Stems offered their services, and we were set. I couldn't believe we'd actually pulled it together.
I negotiated use of the hotel room with my roommates, and met my new camera ladies at the hotel. James had texted to say he'd been running late. While I'd been enjoying post-conference dinner and debrief with fellow pornographers, he'd been operating the camera for Zahra's fisting scene with April Flores. We started tidying and setting up. At midnight there was still no sign of James, but April had tweeted me to say he was on his way.
Dayna went to the shop for Red Bulls. This was the least organised, and least awake, I'd ever been for any shoot ever. My roommates came back and asked if we'd finished; I told them we hadn't even started yet. "Do you mind if we go ahead?" I asked, not wanting to deprive them of sleep. "Oh, sure!" replied Kitty, "but do you mind if we stay and watch?" Not at all.
Then James arrived, bringing lights and cameras. "Are you good to go?" I asked, not wanting to insist if he was too tired.
"I'm better than good. I've just filmed the hottest scene - and now it's my turn. I'm excited!"
We filmed a couple of interviews. I'd got dressed and put my makeup on but I was still feeling very tired. I wanted to do a good job with this scene, make it fun for James, make a good impression. It was funny, I'd been talking all weekend about ethical production, how to create a good experience on set - and now here we were at 1am, fraying with lack of sleep and buzzing with caffeine and adrenaline, ready to launch into a hastily organised scene we'd barely prepared for. At the last minute, on a whim, I swapped out my knee boots for my tallest patent fetish heels.
But I needn't have worried. As soon as the cameras rolled and the roleplay started, the rest of the world fell away and it was just me and James. We played jealous lovers having a domestic quarrel. I shoved his chest and pushed him onto the bed, ordered him to undress. He was a pleasure to roleplay with, giving me everything I needed and more, and the improvisation flew. I pushed him facedown, smeared his face into the mattress and snarled in his ear. I spanked him, pressed my high heel against his naked skin and ordered him to lick it - a command he obeyed with sensual enthusiasm.
James made it very easy to dominate him, and the dynamic clicked beautifully. His submission was gorgeous to behold; the willing surrender of a strong person who takes great pleasure in their body and sexuality.
His bottom coloured as vividly under my hand as if he'd never been spanked before, but he took a hand spanking and strapping like a born spanko, lifting his hips and begging for more. I used with my soft leather strap and doubled belt, wrapped the leather around his neck and made him gasp, pushed my fingers into his mouth.
I won't be back in the US any time soon, but I hope I get to shoot with James again in the future. The chemistry was great, and next time I'd love to switch with him and get a taste of his dominant side. James is a gorgeous guy and I think you're going to love him just as much as I did. I'm planning to publish this next month, but in the meantime if you want more of James, check out his hardcore site FTM Fucker. I know I will be!