Although Tony Davis was not an A-list porn star and he did not have a ripped porn stud body, and his hair was an unfortunate frosted blond mullet, he was a hot and very slutty bottom with a sexy outer-borough face and a greedy hole. And that tanline! He was in the vanguard of the thong tanline, back when that was a style (for some of us it is classic and always exciting).

His videos were all very B-movie quality, more HIS than Falcon, but at one point Tony Davis had shot more scenes than any other gay porn performer. And probably was paid less for each scene than most more famous colleagues. His other claim to fame was that Joey Stefano was obsessed with him. Apparently, Tony helped Joey make connections in porn and then was unhappy that Joey far eclipsed him in fame (and, no doubt, compensation).

He was Italian, and had come to the U.S. as a child. He was also given to wildly exaggerated stories about his lifestyle in L.A., embroidering the facts to be what he considered more impressive.

I met him at his Show Palace engagement and he invited himself over to give me his famous, tanlined ass. He was a fairly hot fuck, and ended up staying with me for the remainder of his engagement. And riding my cock a few times in return.

I learned that he was born in Italy, which I think was about the only truth he told in those few days. He embroidered the details of his daily life in ways that could only produced skepticism. I remember the tale of an outrageously expensive sports car with vanity plates. Who knows. But he told some other whoppers along the way, harmless but also needless.

He was also appearing the following week at Jocx, a sleazy porn star strip joint that was briefly opened by the Show Palace management, and typically booked the same stars in the following week.

Tony usually did a dildo show, pushing a good size rubber dong into that hungry cunt, spreading his legs, and showing the audience his talent.

At the Jocx show, there was a sort of scuzzy boy there, bad haircut, scrawny white trash mustache, who was going to do a show as an audition, hoping to be hired. He was kind of a Tony Davis groupie, and borrowed Tony’s rubber dong to do a similar dildo show. Afterward, Tony was pretty annoyed, and told me this boy, whose name was Nick, had not properly prepared for a dildo show, and had returned the dildo without cleaning it off.

He was also desperate to have sex with Tony. But they were both raging bottoms, and Tony told him he should let me fuck him. I said, um, no thanks, he seems kind of skeezy for my taste.

Turned out that with a haircut, a few trips to the gym, and the removal of that mustache, there he was, Ladies and Gentlemen (or at least Gentlemen)… Joey Stefano. Unlike most of the porn-viewing world, I could never really get off on Joey, because I had the image of him as seen at Jocx.

But I did see Tony again, on his next trip to New York. He called and came over to get fucked, this time bareback with nothing but Vaseline between my rod and his shaved cunt.

Afterward, he broadly hinted that he would really like to stay with me while he was working, because he wanted to extend his stay and appear at the Gaiety. Of course that place paid very little, and the boys made their money turning tricks. I pretended to be oblivious to the hints, thinking, he should just come out and ask. I would say sorry, no, but he could be less unsubtly subtle about the request.

A couple years later, he was on the Robin Byrd Show on public access cable (which he had done during his previous trips). I was surprised—or really, I guess, not—at how overweight he was. He kept a big white dress shirt buttoned at the bottom as though it would disguise his waistline. Given that he was on his back, writhing around on the floor, the tactic was unsuccessful.

I have met a lot of porn stars and it strikes me they fall into two categories—those who have a long-term goal and porn is either a lark to fulfill exhibitionist tendencies and have sex with hot guys, or a way to finance that goal (though usually the money is through escorting fees based on porn fame). Or else the porn star is a lost soul, fleeing some unfortunate small town or unhappy life, with no plan for what happens after they are overexposed or over the hill. It seemed like Tony was in that latter category.

But he was a good fuck and, when he was at his peak, that ass and the trademark tanline were inspiring!

Tony slutting out on the stage of Jocx Theatre in New York, where he stripped and did dildo shows