Jiz Lee

Jiz Lee is a hot genderqueer porn performer, author, and all-around awesome person.

Jack-off Journal #15

Jack-off Journal #15

[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.]

July 27th, 2012

Creeped myself out watching a Belladonna movie from 9 years ago called StrapOn Chicks: Bella’s Bitches. There was this super young looking chick and I had to check her date of birth to make sure I wasn’t breaking the damn law. It didn’t help that her hair was in pigtails and the dude looked like somebody’s long lost redneck relative. Who knew he was into anal?!

Plus she kept doing everything in her power not to touch him. I couldn’t decide whether it was sad or hilarious. . . . read the rest

Review: Tristan Taormino's Expert Guide to Pegging

Review: Tristan Taormino's Expert Guide to Pegging

Do you know how many years it’s been since Bend Over Boyfriend? I hate to break it to you (and myself), but 1998 was 14 years ago. While you were suffering through “Hooch” and “Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It,” while Bill Clinton was not having sexual relations with that woman, and while some dumb new search engine was launching, Carol Queen and some couples were making a video that was soon to change the landscape of sexuality.

They didn’t know what to call their crazy groundbreaking sex act or how to make a video without neon lights and jug-jug-a-jug guitar noodling in the background, but by golly, they were into it.  . . . read the rest

Review: Wolf Hudson Is Bad .com

Review: Wolf Hudson Is Bad .com

Wolf Hudson looks like the kind of guy who owns more than a few sets of brass knuckles, but in actuality, he is a sweetheart with killer dance moves who hangs out with cats and tweets mouthwatering pictures of his mom’s Dominican food. I first laid eyes on him in Shifting Gears, and I’ve considered him a BAMF ever since his scene in My Own Master, so when he asked me to review his newly-launched paysite, I had to say yes. I have never reviewed a website before, but DON’T WORRY I AM VERY CRITICAL OF THEM TOO. . . . read the rest

Review: Rough Sex 3

Review: Rough Sex 3

This may be the right time to admit that I don’t find Adrianna Nicole’s face terribly attractive. However, her body is smokin’, her tattoos are fabulous, and I definitely know why she got her own porno: she’s a powerhouse. She gives her scenes everything she’s got. She does not let up. She never looks bored. And — especially important for this series — she knows what she wants.

Directed by Tristan TaorminoRough Sex 3: Adrianna’s Dangerous Mind comes on the heels of Rough Sex and Rough Sex 2, movies that revolve around female performers’ desires. Rough Sex and Rough Sex 2 each had a couple epic (read: up to my very high standards) scenes.  . . . read the rest

Review: Tristan Taormino's Expert Guide to Female Orgasms

Review: Tristan Taormino's Expert Guide to Female Orgasms

[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.]

Tristan Taormino does incredibly important work with her Expert Guide series of porn movies. So many “how-to” movies are yawn-inducing, but Tristan realizes that she must mix education with super-smokin’-hot sex. Sure, if you’re looking for an in-depth run-down of how to achieve orgasm, you’d be better off reading a book, but The Expert Guide to Female Orgasms does what a book can’t: it proves Tristan’s point — that orgasms come in many shapes and sizes — with moving images.

Tristan’s 34-minute educational workshop is as helpful and non-judgmental as always. . . . read the rest

Jack-off Journal #12

Jack-off Journal #12

October 1st, 2010

WHY WHY WHY WHY:

WHY WHY WHY WHY.

November 13th, 2010

I took a break from playing Plants vs. Zombies

…to watch a new Burning Angel porno, Doppelganger. The first scene was set in a DILDO FACTORY. I promptly skipped it, though, because solo scenes are boooring.

I found myself at Jiz Lee and Joanna Angel’s scene, which begins with them trying to pitch the idea of the new Joanna Angel sex doll to a bunch of corporate dudes. The dudes aren’t paying attention, so Jiz asks, “don’t you guys find this the least bit exciting?” Some dude replies, “um, not as exciting as… HAPPY HOUR AT MOTHERFUCKIN’ APPLEBEE’S!” Then all the dudes get up and leave the room whilst singing “FUZZY NAVEL TIIIIME.”

Amazing. . . . read the rest

Review: Billy Castro Does the Mission

Review: Billy Castro Does the Mission

So Billy Castro, hottie extraordinaire of Bordello and Speakeasy, now has his own film. It’s called Billy Castro Does the Mission, for obvious reasons. In it, he wanders around the Mission having sex with any woman he can get his hands on. Four, in all.

After a jack-off session on a weightlifting bench, Billy wanders out onto the street, where he finds Dylan Ryan stealing his bike. Obvious answer to this? Follow her and have frantic, slightly angry sex with her in a hot tub. I don’t care if this makes sense — it’s awesome. Billy’s attitude — something along the lines of “you stole my bike; I will cut you. . . . read the rest

Review: Seven Minutes in Heaven 2

Review: Seven Minutes in Heaven 2

It’s day six of Courtney Trouble week!
Yesterday: Roulette Dirty South. Tomorrow: Roulette Berlin.

I was really impressed by Seven Minutes in Heaven, so I was practically foaming at the mouth to watch Seven Minutes in Heaven 2. Two of my favorite performers from the first Seven Minutes are in this one — Puck Goodfellow and Sophia (err, her name is Chocolate Chip now) — and everyone else gave me a hard-on during the opening sequence. Especially James Darling.

And I was not disappointed! Seven Minutes 2 is just as hot and exciting as the first, with the same playful atmosphere. . . . read the rest

Review: Speakeasy

Review: Speakeasy

It’s day three of Courtney Trouble week!
Yesterday: Nostalgia. Tomorrow: Seven Minutes in Heaven and a chat with Courtney Trouble pt. 2.

I had high hopes for Speakeasy, Courtney Trouble’s third film, because its premise is incredibly hot: a detective discovers an underground queer speakeasy where people do two things — fuck and fight. Mostly fuck. The costumes and music are reminiscent of the 1940s, and there is a loose storyline which doesn’t really matter. The score fits the film, bolstering its atmosphere rather than muddling it, which is a definite step up from the confusing musical selection of Roulette. . . . read the rest

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