A life time of jerking off and being in porn.

Is that an invite? When is summer there? Where in Czech are you?

When I said "And there I was in heaven, all sorts of porn that today would be laughed and then porno gold were laid out in front of me. "

It was porno gold AKA 1966 style.





B/W pics were the largest part of sales, which was where I started my model career. The sets of five to ten pictures sold for $8, half back on return if in the original condition.

To make it for customers they were different boxes for different niches. Solo Girl, Lesbian and boy girl. Spanking and big tits also had their own boxes. There were also books that went into niche content a bit deeper. Schoolgirls, legs, and those above. Of course with pictures as well but mostly text. 90% of the content had a very amateur feel to it. From shooting, printing to sales. Didn't matter the sales were still huge. There was no question of not buying if your particular niche wasn't there. They bought anyway.

There were very few films available.





Not me, as it was published in 1966 and it wasn't until 1967 that I did films. Still, as I maintain nothing much has changed in porn. Change the style, image quality and shave the models and you have 2016 porn.

The problem with films was getting film processed, not easy in the UK so most of the films were from Europe. They were hard to get and collectors were reluctant to return them, only regular customers were shown them.

The problem was pricing, the porn then was priced on the basis 50% of the first sale would pay the cost of buying wholesale, with 75% of the content coming back, with a 50% credit on that day's sales. So the content could be resold over and over again until it disappeared. Selling a set 10 times was normal. Add the volume and a shop that turned over $500,000 a year was normal. The profit margin was huge.

Selling a film once that was expensive to buy would put it out of my customers reach. Selling tickets to back room projection could make more in a day than a film would ever make by selling it.

My job then was to sort the images into sets, niches, and price them. took a few home with me for later perusal. And working as a back room projectionists. Strange atmosphere in a room with 20 men jerking off led me to discover I wasn't gay.

The pay was awesome. Weeks wages for an evening's work.

The film I showed is still available. Climax Films - Little Girl Lost (1966) - myclasic

Paul, your entire life and career is based around jerking off. That's the main reason you should shut the fuck up when you're around people who are in it for the $$$. Also, I'm assuming by 'climax films' you're talking about color climax. Everybody knows or should know what kind of movies Color Climax were shooting in the 60's.

Those were the days, Paul.

From 1966 to 2016 are the days.

Back in the day, I had no idea I would go from customer to model, to producer, wholesaler, and retailer.

I guess the journey helps me to understand the needs of all those parts. There are far too many traffic guys in the business now. Few of them making more than the rent.

It was a joke, all the tapes went to the incinerator a while back. We're in a little town outside Brno. Summer is next Tuesday.

In those days the rarity of porn made it special. Like finding a $100 note in your pocket you had forgotten about.

Today it's a normal thing and no matter how great someone produces porn, and there is some great porn around compared with years gone by. It's not special.

Brazzers, Met-Art, Roald's new series, and a lot more. Is great porn. But why buy it when they put it online for free?

To get a month's supply? Pornhub puts that online every week and it's free.

Content production was constant. As soon as a girl was found willing and able. She was put in front of a camera, solo, lesbian or boy/girl. Because demand for new porn was more important then than it has ever been.

The problem was the unquenchable demand and the limited number of suppliers. Photosets like the two B/W photos above would sell 1,000s of times. A roll of B/W film of 24 frames. Could produce 50,000 images that sold for a $1 a piece, then resell after return, for 50 cents.

These were the days the mafia was into porn. Anyone old enough to remember Times Square when it had porn shops?

The good thing was production costs were minimal. A room, Tungsten lights 1 or 2, photographer and models. I got paid a weeks wages for an afternoon's work $30-$50 . Girls got double, photographer no idea. Big earners were the guys in the lab turning out the photos. Working full-time for great wages, cash in hand. I know two who were signing on as well.

The biggest earners were the shop owners. A cartel was funding the whole operation and reselling at huge margins. There are be big companies turning over more today, but nowhere near the profit margins.

My first shoot was a big let down.

And to think it all went downhill from there.

The great thing about offline work is it's so easy to find, or not there to be found.

Online a liar can pretend to be something's he's clearly not. This is another case of everyone knows me. Besides not having enough money to accomplish anything, what do wee know about Robert King?

He once had a teen porn site with bought content. He promotes a brothel he doesn't own. He's sensitive when people look into who he is. The people at WSjunction failed to find out anything about him that amounted to anything. He doesn't own a company outside porn in Melbourne that has Robert King as a named owner. A lot of his sites have failed.

Now we know why he hates people looking into him. There's nothing to find. Has anyone here met him in person?

Exactly. I like erotic stories too for the same reasons.

A network of sites actually, some of which I still run.

A brothel ? A single brothel ?

Have you ever considered, although I have told you this several times, I do not want my mainstream business interests mixed up with my adult business interests.



Clueless to the very end. Keep at it Paul.

I have so many. This is not one of them.

My First Porn Shoot.
Was a huge let down. I turned up to work in the shop and Tom the shop owner asked me if I fancied getting paid to fuck? What horny 16-year-old would say no? After a quick wash and splash of aftershave ad armed with the address. I made my way to a flat in London's Bayswater. An area that in those days was in need of repair or apartments and houses owned by millionaires. My address was one of the former, the house was way past run down, derelict was a better description.

Made my way up to the third floor, knocked on the door and greeted by a drunk. Who screamed where the fuck had I fucking been, he didn't have fucking time to waste and I should get the fuck on with it. The flat was cold and damp. The girl I was working with, cold and dry.

The session proceeded with me getting myself hard, her pushing me in, him taking two pictures, change position, and repeat. We did it on the sofa, armchair, floor and bed. She changed outfit every time. I was naked throughout.

Then at the finish, she gets up, puts on her clothes, I took the hint and did the same, we got paid and we left. Don't remember if we swapped names, not that it made any difference. I left with a weeks pay for 4 hours work and the entire session left me kind of numb.

The photographer I did get to know, he was an alcoholic and every fourth word out of his mouth was "fuck". I worked for him a few times and he would get really pissed off if the girl got turned on and wanted to fuck. I usually told them to calm down and we could do that afterward in the toilet. Never worked and he just got more pissed off.

Later, while doing B/G stills for my sets, when the girl gets a little bit turned on and starts to fuck for real. I realised why he got so pissed off. Girl gets going can get the boy off before needed and slows down the whole process. Also, a problem shooting Video. Money shot cums at the end, not 10 minutes in.

Most of my memories of being in front of the camera are good. I discovered I like being watched when doing something I'm good at.