On Porn, Fantasy and Voyeurism
Sir Rodney is still getting the hang of this blogging thing. Even with horny little elves like Porn Pundit helping, it is difficult to keep the blog up to date. Further discouraging this effort is the paltry traffic these entries get compared to the rest of Sir Rodney’s empire. The main page of Sir Rodney is seen by over one 500,000 unique visitors every month. The blog gets less than five hundred per day. One wonders why we bother, especially when there is a glut of fake bloggery around porn, with every webmaster shamelessly shilling away for affiliate revenue. Most of them don’t write well, and have nothing to say. So many words with the same repetitive message: buy porn from me, buy porn from me.
I keep telling myself this blog is to ruminate on the larger issues. Porn is part of popular culture, a big part, but it’s impolite to talk about it. Yet you crave it, don’t you? Otherwise, why would you be reading dear lil ole me? Sir Rodney is married to a wonderful woman, a model much younger than he, with an extraordinarily open mind and active libido. Nonetheless, even in advanced middle age, Sir Rodney jerks off frequently. Yes, there is porn aplenty to assist me, but frequently Sir Rodney jerks off in the privacy of his shower, fantasizing about past conquests, and conquests that could never be. These porn movies of the mind, so to speak, are fantasies in which Sir Rodney lustily fucks the object of his desire. The best porn movies – and the best porn sites – embrace this fantasy, and make it real. Or more real, at least.
The best Internet porn movie sites work hard from the first click to include you in the fantasy. MILF Hunter, Mike’s Apartment, Naughty University, My Friends Hot Mom, Latin Adultery, Firegirls, all spend quite a bit of time setting up the fantasy before delivering the fuck and suck. Most the porn produced nowdays is simply slickly produced video documentary of engaging performers having sex. Even when done well, these porn movies are just rank voyeurism, nothing more. It is simply watching others fuck. Yet without the set up, without the fantasy, it is all mundane and generic. The attractiveness of the models and nuances of their performance are not nearly as important, in the end, as the fantasy.
Of course, we are hardly suggesting a return to the hackeyed porn plots of the 70s. But we do want to know who and why is doing the fucking, and we want it to connect with situations we experience in our real, off line, lives.
This is what Naughty America specializes in. This is what Alex Firestone shows us. This is the demented though plausible antics at Mike’s Apartment. These are the kind of fantasies Sir Rodney has and on these special sites it all comes true.
