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A New Congregation

Tuesday, January 9th, 2007


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Now that the second volume of What I Can’t See has been released we’re receiving hundreds of reactions. The vast majority are I’m happy to say extremely satisfied and excited. The responses have been tremendously gratifying and exciting.

It’s one of our best if I do say so myself.

But two scenes are getting particular attention both from Treasure Island men and from reviewers. Worldwide “Sleeping Beauty” and “The Preacher Finds Religion” are gleaning lots of comments lots of praise (I agree completely with one reviewer who calls “Sleeping Beauty” an “incredibly sensual and disturbing porn scene”.

But guys are also asking me head-on: “Are these two scenes on the level? Are they for real?”


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The answer is an unequivocal YES: these are both for real.

In “Sleeping Beauty” the guy really is knocked out and being fucked while he’s unconscious. Modern pharmaceuticals are a boon for the innovative and experimental pornographer.


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And yes the guy in the big first gangbang scene is a first-time raw bottom who *is* in fact a real preacher. With a congregation.

The only thing he balked at during the gangbang was when I asked if we could put a Bible on the bed with him. “Absolutely not” he replied and then waggled his sperm-leaking ass for the next randy fucker.


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The really interesting fact is that since we released WICS2 I’ve personally received not one but THREE requests from other preachers around the country (mostly from the South) and a separate enquiry from a MONK asking to be included in future blind-fold scenes.

I always knew there was a close connection between sex and religion— it just makes sense. Serious cock-worship is older than Christianity Hinduism Judaism. But I had no idea so many of the men at the heart of it all are just plain ol’ sex pigs in denial.

This bodes well for both porn and religion if you ask me. Certainly when I was a kid being forced to go to church I would have related a hell of a lot better if I’d known that the guy up their on the pulpit was like me craving a deeper connection not only with God but with the infinitely fascinating world between a man’s legs.

–Paul