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the line between whats real and whats not…

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I always get uneasy when I post something quite personal on my social media. Like it’s in bad taste. But in a world where we now communicate via these platforms where do you draw the line of personal or public. Is there a line anymore? When the person I am and the life I live are a character and show I created. But the character and show have actually become who and what I actually am. It’s been the hardest thing some of my friends have had understanding and respecting. It really hurts when your family and friends think you’re a circus show. It’s a constant battle to be who you are and what you want to be. What keeps you “on brand” or has commercial value when your life is for sale. Literally every part of me is on display, as a sex worker there’s no such thing as private. As a social figure there’s no such thing as discreción. So when someone dies and all your love and strength goes out to his family and loved ones left behind. It’s a stark reality that strips away the illusions you usually hide between. When death has been something you’ve had to deal with multiple times unexpectedly and for no reason or lesson learned other than you can’t count on seeing anyone again tomorrow. It makes all this social media superficial BS trivial, and makes you stop and think what and who is important. If you die tomorrow who and what will you be remembered as? A big cock, stinky pits, a spokesman for self love and gay acceptance, a husband, a father, a friendly stranger in a gym who you start a conversation with. Marty was just one of those really decent blokes. I didn’t know him well enough to know his demons or faults, I was closer to his beautiful wife. Who also knows the hurt of loss more than anyone should. So I proclaim my love for her on social media cause that’s what we do these days. I guess Instagram is my therapist. I lost a father a brother a dog and now a mate. Maybe posting this helps me move on cause you know what they say, the show must go on! RIP Marty. ❤️ u Kristy.

HELP INDIA.

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I had two opportunities to go back to India and visit the country my parents were born from. The first was when I was 15. My dad was going back for a visit and asked me to go with him. I said no because I wanted to stay home for the summer holiday and had no interest at that time in India, growing up I had no strong affiliations with India even though it was right there in every curry, jalebi, art work, lounge room ornaments. But at the same time I had my cousin’s Iron Maiden posters, my He Man and Transformers, Star Wars and a tornado of western culture that I was swept up in. India was where my parents came from, not me. There are two regrets I have when it comes to my father and this was the first. That I never went with him on this trip. The second opportunity I had was to take his ashes back to where he grew up. At the time we had a family dog Jessie, which if you have been a fan of mine from the beginning, you would have noticed I used to wear a blue dog tag, this was Jessie’s tag that I would wear after he died. Needless to say I was very close to that dog and neither my mum or I wanted to put him in a shelter so when she and my brother went back to India with dad’s ashes I stayed back to look after the dog.

I have yet to visit the birth country of my parents and now being older I am really excited and eager to go to India and travel the country. Even more so now that I know I have such a strong presence there withen the gay and bodybuilding community that support and follow me.

Covid has taken a lot from me and the people I love. Careers, homes, work, money, self worth and purpose. It has replaced those with despair, depression, need, self doubt and worthlessness, substance abuse and mental illness.

If Covid has had any affect on me it is to make me feel the importance of home. Belonging to somewhere. I was living out of a suitcase when Covid struck and because of that I was forced to lockdown with friends and lovers, both of whom I lost due to the un-natural living conditions. I have never felt so unsettled and desperate for a home. A place to call my own. And in turn I can appreciate the importance of where I came from, my history and my family’s history.

Now Covid is raping India without mercy. As I person with Indian blood in me I have to speak out and help these people I donated to the Hope Foundation as it helps people in Kolkata where my family is from. But there are many foundations that you can donate. I have listed two below.

HELP INDIA

Aid India

The Hope Foundation

The pictures I have attached are paintings my father did. He was a copy artist. He could draw ANYTHING! But he would need to copy an existing image or combine existing images. If you know me or the artist you will recognise Frank Frazetta in those paintings. Me, my brother and mum and dads legacy. As for the 2nd regret…

“It’s ALL about the FLEX now!

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It was Garden City shopping centre, 1990, as a sweaty, over enthusiastic teenager reached down into his pocket to check that the letter that wold change his life was still there and hadn’t disappeared since he had last checked less than a minute ago. He was one of many who were lined up to meet Australias latest pop sensation Dannii Minogue who was signing her debut album. Like most of Australia he had grown up watching Dannii on the hugely successful, Young Talent Time Show. (Think the Aussie version of the Mickey Mouse Club). She had just released her first single Love and Kisses that was his favourite song and that he was in the process of learning the choreography too by playing back the VHS dubbed clip continuously in the lounge room to his mums enjoyment. He was getting closer to the stage with only three people separating him and his pop icon. He reached down this time pulling out the four page letter from his pocket. A letter he had painstakingly written over the last few days that would explain to Dannii why he HAD to be one of her backup dancers and change his life forever!

It was his turn and he was ushered onto the stage and towards Dannii’s huge warm smile. Time seemed to move into fast forward, it was all happening too fast, a wave of nerves swept over him, but as Dannii finished signing his album and was handing it back to him he fumbled the letter towards her. What the fuck he said is anyones guess but Dannii politely took the letter from the nervous shaking boys hands and the boy was moving away, back off the stage away from one of the most amazing moments in his life.

Twenty one years later Dannii Minogue finally responded to his letter…

Instead that boy grew up to be a huge, smelly gorilla daddy and gay sex GOD! And all you guys have Dannii to thank!

The Last Pornstar.

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Believe it or not, I was never interested in porn or ever being in the industry. Besides the initial commercial films, I made with the then major studios which I did only to create a fan base as quickly as possible, I have relatively stayed on the sidelines, dwelling in that area of amateur porn that has since become the new mainstream. Though I have also avoided being part of the OF/JFF machine. This hasn’t stopped me from developing a hardcore following, I must be doing something right in terms of social presence with the number of haters, stalkers, and crazies I have gathered over the years. Porn has opened the door to so many opportunities I would not have had without it and is primarily the reason I am able to be Rogan Richards as a full-time career. I will always respect the industry and be thankful for that. When I decided to start my website, I knew the driving force for people would be my porn films and I also knew that I wouldn’t be able to sustain that demand unless I was filming raw, horny fucks rather than making raw, horny fuck films. (Did you catch the difference cause I do when I try to watch porn and can’t get hard.) You see, I fuck when and who with because I want to, not because I needed to post something that week.

This has left me often frustrated with an internal battle between the sexual character in me and the business character I have had to create to allow myself to keep doing what I love to do. It has also broadened my sexual escapades exponentially and made me try a lot of things that I may not have. The drawback which I found in 2020… besides all the other crap that was goin on, and admittedly a little more chem usage than I should have done, I found myself failing to one engage with sex on film like I used to and filming anything I was really proud about. Besides a couple of films that were extremely FKIN hot! I also found my style was changing from jackhammer verbal DOM to bestial, passionate grunting TOP. I no longer had to verbally control my bottom I just physically did it or rather physically manipulated the sex to how I wanted it to be… This was more emotionally powerful to do but less theatrical to capture on film and I wasn’t too sure if my followers would “get it” till I was sent a message on SCRUFF today that said, “The way you fuck !!!! It’s amazing… You can see you like to fuck but at the same time, the way you touch your bottom, you can see respect. I always say I want to be fucked and respected Not many tops do like you do in your video !!!” It’s funny, even though DOM play and degradation does turn me on and get me hard, I’m more likely to roll my eyes when I client or root tells me “I want you to rape me!” or “Fuck me through the wall!” Maybe I just don’t like being told how to fuck someone, and there’s a huge difference between an enthusiastic bottom and a demanding bottom. Them demanding ones can fuck right off.

So as we move into yet another lockdown, fucked up year, what difference is 2021 going to have on my sexual adventures? How will I reconnect with my fuck films in a way that will be truthful, super filthy, and fun at the same time? What new fetish’s will I explore or return to. I definitely know I wanna get through my “To film” list and do more muscle worship, fight porn, and fuck as many hot men as I can! And god-dammit let’s get some FKIN orgies happening! And interaction with my fans/followers. I don’t wanna room full of boring OF guys, much rather make a call out on BBRT and get anon tops to come load up a bottom I keep pumping in between getting 10 loads then finishing him off – or as many anon subs to come in and service me.

So what’s on that “To film” list? Well amongst it is a proper rimming film – focussed completely on a guy rimming my hole till I cum. Proper pits film – same deal. More tit play stuff, MUSCH MORE! More cockfights, jack off films – or using sub bottoms with tops. Epic length films – like one-shot face fucking for 15 minutes or as long as it takes to make me blow. 24hr fucking a guy or a whole weekend. FK with the right guy how about a wee- long fuck fest inc. occasional other guys joining in. More FMF films. And cross-dressing, Bi or F2M films. I would say way more fisting BUT I don’t think fisting translates to film. I find FF films boring to watch and the ones I’ve done are fine but that’s because I get bored quickly and shove my cock back into the guy’s hole – I am getting heaps more into FF but not so much into filming it. Maybe I’ll keep doin the combo Fist’n’cock fucking type films…

How about you? What do you want to sexually explore in 2021? What do you want to see me explore or do? Let me know in the comment section or via my social media platforms. (No, I’m not gonna FKIN bottom, rolls eyes.)

Join my website now for the FK-LOCKDOWN-21 SALE! and go exploring!

SLAMMED!

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People talk a lot of shit about me and my first response to it is, don’t respond, but every now and then fags get extra vicious and start spreading shit that is hurtful to me or people I know. That’s when I won’t sit back and take it, I’ll smash that shit in the face…

The latest is that my fella and I are *slammers. Firstly, my man has NEVER *slammed and as long as he’s with me he never will. I have in the past and I have had my reasons for doing so. I do not like it or have any intentions or need to do it again. It has been well over a year since I have, and anyone who is going around this year claiming that they have been hooking up with me and slamming is talking complete BS and is obviously after desperate attention.

*Slamming – another word for injecting and the practice of dissolving crystal meth or mephedrone in water before injecting it into yourself or someone else.

I will do a VLOG about “chem sex” and my experiences with it soon…