It all started when I left to attend the White Party in Palm Springs. What an amazing weekend that was. A few short hours before my flight home to Ohio, the newly discovered Cockyboy from the Cockyboys.com model search that weekend, Cameron Adams, gave me a spontaneous invite to Vegas and without a second thought I hopped in the car. Living in Vegas was a w e s o m e. I had a crew of really great friends, a cool place to live, it just so happened at that time when I was arriving to Vegas, one of Cameron's roommates was moving out. It was perfect timing. I stayed there for about two months, working on Rentboy.com, dancing, and filming with Cockyboys.com. I really remember saying to my friends who were all Cockyboys, "I'm having the time of my life." That is until May 1st.
Gay Pride kicked off and I was booked to dance at Piranha Nightclub. That morning I had a voicemail from my best friend's sister frantically telling me her sister's house is on fire and she's stuck inside. I immediately called my best friend's cellphone where a lady answered the phone and proceeded to tell me that Tabby was in ICU at the local county hospital and she's brain dead. I immediately felt like a thousand different pieces of me died. I dropped from one of my highest points in my life down to rock bottom. Anything that was at all important at the time, or special, all my goals, had all vanished. Nothing mattered. Seriously, nothing. I was completely angry at myself and mostly at her. Of course I was devastated. I don't even really know how to describe it. Me and her had some big plans. I wouldn't even know where to begin to start with what we had in store. Not that it would matter anyway because it is no longer an option. I had to come up with new options. I feel like I was always trying to save her. But I just always failed. I could always be there to have a solution to a problem but it was never a permanent fix. She was sick with addiction to drugs, abuse, sex, alcohol which were all things she thrived on to survive. The way she grew up made her think the abuse was necessary and the drugs and the alcohol came along to make it all absent. Her Dad and her boyfriend are the two biggest drug dealers in town. You can't really help too much in that situation. Her Dad died and her boyfriend got sent to prison which gave her a chance at freedom and took away the drugs.
As soon as I walked out of the Louis Armstrong Airport, filming began. Brent Corrigan was really trying to capture the real sense of reality. I was greeted by Brent and Grant Roy and two hot-ass San Diego boys - Jeremy Lange and Jake Green along with the camera guys as well as the stylist.
We all got acquainted while we waited for the cars to arrive. We showed up to the big, yellow house which was like a diamond in the rough, a six bedroom plus house. It was awesome.
Two other boys met us there: Ryan Buckley (flying in from Boston) and Aiden Tyler (who chugged in on a train from Mississippi). Another guy flew in too, DJ, he was like our house mother, and hot as Fuck. But I think he was tied up in contracts with other companies so he was off limits, but really helped out with the crew and is also an amazing cook. He cooked every meal, breakfast, lunch, dinner, whatever. He was always looking out for us and taking care of us. If we would go out, he would hold our money and ID's if we were stripping down. I'm really glad he was there.
First day in the house we picked out our rooms - me and hottie Jeremy settled in the same one then we all just hung out, got unpacked, and got comfortable. Brent laid down some of the rules for everybody, I can't really remember them all but they were pretty basic we had to keep the place clean. No drugs and No getting wasted the night before a scene; No fucking the night before your scene; No barebacking- it was pretty easy to stick to the rules.
I remember my first night there, I thought Jeremy was one of those Gay for Pay boys but as we laid in bed talking for an hour and a half, all of a sudden I felt his hard dick brush across my knee no doubt - that was my initiative to kick things into action (stick it in). He rode my cock like a bull rider. It was definitely a sign of a good start to an awesome fucking movie.
Aiden Tyler-Jake Green -Jeremy Lange-Johnny Rocket-Unknown Female-MJ Taylor-Ryan Buckley
We drove there in two separate cars and me and a few boys were standing outside of the building waiting for the rest of the crew to show up. Guess who pulls up right in front of me and gets out of a Jeep? I couldn't believe my eyes and thought they were playing tricks, I tapped Jeremy on the shoulder "Dude, is that Stifler's Mom from American Pie?" So we all formed together to contemplate whether or not it was actually her. She got of the Jeep in her big black fur coat leaving us all starstruck for a moment. As she walks into the party, we yelled "It makes me want a Hot Dog Real Bad!" She turned around and gave us a big smile and waved which confirmed it. The crew arrived and we went into the party. I had been to some raves already but this one was different. With all the costumes it was glamorous, unique, inventive and lavish. Truly, a new experience. We all split up and partied on and towards the end of the party we all somehow found eachother. We ran into Jennifer Coolidge and she danced with us and took some pics. Tell you the truth, after that I don't remember a thing. Apparently I went to Voodoo with the rest of the boys. I don't really remember drinking that much, but then again, I was caught up in the moment.
The next event was at the House of Blues where I saw some of the same performances I saw the night before. But this time the treat was Leslie Jordan's comedy skit where me and the boys sat front row. I was fully dressed in a tux and literally rolling on the floor laughing. After the show I got in line for his book signing, "My Life Down the Pink Carpet" where I kept pushing myself to the end of the line so I could chat with him longer. I got a book signed for me and one for Brent and took some pics. Leslie definitely knew who Brent was and mentioned meeting him a few times. Such a cool little guy. I told him what I was doing in New Orleans and that he should definitely check out the movie. Another fond memory of mine is when the producer, Dink, of Dink Flamingo, showed up for the weekend knocking on the door in a black and white polka dotted dress, and a big red hat, and a birthday cake quoting some southern belle line from Designing Women, for Brent's birthday which fell on the 31st. It was HILARIOUS. Shortly after that I went out on the porch for a smoke and chatted with Dink and he said in his southern belle accent, "MJ Taylor, I have to tell you, when they sent me the photos from your photo shoot the other day, I thought you were a FAT-ASS and that it was a mistake for putting you in this movie. But now that you're standin' in front of me with your shirt off, your body is banging. Just never wear those damn gray pants again." I guess he had saw my photo shoots from around the city. I'm glad that I got that cleared up. To tell you the truth, looking back on the pictures, compared to what I am now, it was a little beefier. But I'm really thankful that Dink said that to me. Because sometimes you need a little reminder like that to kick your ass in gear. Now I'm sure you guys are ready to hear more about my on scene and off scene hookups. I really don't want to spill too much about my scenes because I like them to be a surprise. I'm not even really sure who all filmed with who. But I did do a few scenes and didn't even know it until afterwards, but two of the boys were first timers that I personally broke in. As far as my off set hook-ups, if you know me at all, altogether on cam and off, I fucked everybody but the camera crew (including Grant Roy), the cook, the producer, and the director.
I'm really excited to see it. I haven't really watched very much of my work. Usually I just check out the previews, but this one has my full attention. I'm really curious what all made the cut. You get a new visual of yourself when you see yourself act on camera.
With this movie, it's a little bit more than just porn. I don't really worry about how I look when I'm fucking someone, because it's sex. You have to be a real idiot to fuck up sex. But it's speaking, interacting, and presenting myself and having everything I do on camera that I want to see. It's kind of hard to explain, but in my head there's a way that I think I project and present myself but then when you see it on camera, it turns out so differently from what I thought it looked like. You see yourself as you really are and not how you think you are. For me I like it because if there's anything about myself I don't like, I can finally see it and work on it.
As for my first movie to be in, everything was a great, first experience. I truly do feel like I made some true friends that I still stay in contact with. I can't wait to work with Brent Corrigan again and definitely step up the game in future flicks. I really hope you guys check out this movie and love it.
MY PHOTOS DIRECTLY TAKEN ON LOCATION the images are in 2 parts -- page 1 and 2
Hello Everyone. This is my very first post. Be sure to leave me some comments and let's get this ball rolling. First for starters I wanted to share some about me.
One of the most common questions that have been presented before me is how and why I got started in the Adult Entertainment Industry. The how is really simple. It all started in a gay circle of frienemies, one of them happening to be a former model with which I received one of his pictures with the FabScout Entertainment logo. Somehow or another I checked out the FabScout website and saw the how to apply to be a model link and I clicked on it. I found it was a simple application asking me about my stats, my availability, my versatility, my sexual orientation, what I was willing to do, what I wasn't, where I was from, pretty much all the necessary requirements including audition photos as well. So I filled all that out and received an email a few weeks later requesting better audition photos so I took more and sent them in. A few weeks later I got a call about a Jeremy Hall shooting porn in Columbus which is only an hour away. I met up with him and filmed "Sucker Ball." A month later, I landed in Florida proceeding to meet my new agent, Howard Andrews, of FabScout and the awesome FabScout team, and a new company to work with. All in that same day my first video that I shot was released. Within the next two weeks I had two more new, Collegedudes247.com, videos circulating throughout the internet. Within that same week I had another company, Cockyboys.com, offer me an exclusive one year contract. I didn't even know what that meant yet but I took it anyway. Throughout the next year I filmed with them and fucked some of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen in my life thus far. It all happened fast. Tapping into becoming a porn star is either a hit or a miss. You either got it, or you don't. Apparently I had something. I always knew I was good at sex for I have been having it for half of my life. I never really watched porn as a teen because it was something I didn't have access to. The closest thing I had to it was watching ShowTime with shows such as OZ and Queer as Folk. So I made due with the straight boys in a small town. Funny how straight boys are such big bottoms. That's where my seductive qualities started.
The why I got started comes with a lot of reasons for me personally. First off, I gave my self the name MJ a year before I turned it into a porn name. MJ symbolized my freedom which was once captivated by my short run-in with the law, a dead-end three year relationship, and the passing of my terminally ill step-father who I was really never obligated to, but I spent a lot of time just sitting at home making sure that things were okay. One day I found myself without all the things that I ever let hold me back with even less than that, so I got two full-time jobs in a new town where no one knew me. That's where I started as MJ, a real person, the same person, but in so many little ways, different with fragments of my former self, Jonmichael, built into a new entity, stronger and wiser, but still very curious about the world, people, and what I wasn't seeing. I wanted a new everything and for me, joining the industry was my ticket out into the world where I always wanted to be doing the things I love to do, except for on camera. I was always kind of open with being nude in front of people because I experienced a handful of bi-orgies throughout my teens, so for me and my friends, being naked and playing around with eachother was kind of the norm. Not saying that being naked in front of a man behind a camera is anything similar to what I knew, but I didn't even mind it. For me the best treat were the guys. Oh my God, these fucking guys. These were people one could only dream of and certainly like nothing that I ever found, the creme de la creme of booty. But if I were to base my porn career off my first video I was horrified at first and certainly uncomfortable at moments and embarassed that I blew my load at the beginning of filming. I never really wanted to bottom but I wanted into the industry and see what it was all about. At first I didn't know if I was going to do it ever again, but I was definitely intrigued to pursue the image that I wanted to pursue which was a top. So I gave it another shot and my second shoot went amazingly well. I felt so comfortable and so in place with the whole scene, like I was where I was supposed to be.
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