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The pigs that squeal the loudest…

The Banned PhotoWhile my husband Jesse Jackman has been spending the last two days fighting back — successfully — against certain bullies cowards who would have his Facebook page taken down, I’ve been alternating between shooting a scene for Raging Stallion Studios and drafting this post while sitting in their breakroom wearing nothing but a jockstrap. À la Benjamin Franklin quipping that if he’d had more time he’d have sent a shorter letter, I’ll just post what I’ve already written on the matter and hope for the best.

These bigots and bullies are people who (despite Christ) are anxious to cast the first stones in order to deflect attention from their own weak and limping lives. Especially by being on Facebook, however, they live in the most transparent of glass houses. For the vast majority of us who are the objects of their attacks, our houses are intact… because although we find their beliefs foolish and hurtful, we don’t go around baiting fundamentalists and homophobes into dark alleyways and beating them bloody. Their actions speak for their stunted character and the weakness of their minds; few of these hate messages are couched in any sort of decent grammar or spelling, and none have any more cohesive logic than soundbites and doggerel can convey (the impotent “Adam and Steve” barb leaping to mind). Name calling, argument ad hominem, and violence, real or threatened, are the last resorts of cowards when they know they’ve lost the argument.

We as gay men and women have no need to make anyone feel small just so we can feel big. We ARE big. We’ve been here since the beginning of time and history, present in every society on earth and huge contributors to intellect, humanity, and civilization. We are capable of committed love, of being part of our families and creating new ones, of relating to a spiritual higher power, and of being true friends to anyone who would befriend us. We will be here until the end of the world and probably beyond, and we are proud to show the world all of this on Facebook or in any of our glass houses.

Let these other people go and shatter their own homes with their “I am without sin” stones if they think their religion demands it. They have no right to break ours. And the pigs that squeal the loudest are the ones that know their time is just about up.

Come see me & Jesse, LIVE…

If you’re in Chicago over Memorial Day Weekend, attending International Mr. Leather or not, come check me & my god of a boyfriend Jesse Jackman out doing what we love to do most!  Come say hi, stick around to see what fun transpires, find some fun of your own…  Steamworks in Boystown, on Sunday night–

I understad the DJ has changed, and that it won’t be the very sexy and sweet Neill MacLeod, alas.  It will be DJ Jim Belanger instead.  =]

Dirk Fucks Jesse

Check this out.  Then check out this little tidbit on Jesse’s blog. Watch this space… we *might* just have one or two (or three or four or…) more of these to share!

Among many things I couldn't do without him…

HOT looking blog, no? Anyone who’s seen the website it took me months to cobble together for my “dayjob” knows this is just not (yet) part of my skill set… Hence the existence of this, my little bywater of the web, comes solely at the authorship of one guy— And I can’t begin to thank him enough.

BackStage at the Black Party, NYC

Aside from him being the sexiest, sweetest, most generous, and smartest man I know… Do you know how much of a turn-on it was observing him put this together in a matter of hours? Who doesn’t love a man who’s got *skills*?

Thank you, babe. I love you SOOO much.

Welcome to DirkCaber.com


I wasn’t going to be another porn blogger who merely reposted reviews and nekkid pics; there are a world of guys already out there who do that, and do it better than I would. However, after ages of attempted gangpressings to get me to join the blogosphere, I’m capitulating. This is largely in observance of three related events.

The first and most distant is that about eight years ago after a rough breakup I hooked up with a sexy daddy in New York City who goes by the handle JoeyRope; he was the first man to give me my first taste of kinkier sex, S/M in general, and bondage by a man who knows what he’s doing. I was hooked. He connected me with GMSMA (Gay Men’s S/M Association, sadly now defunct), which offered classes and tutorings and experiences; I learned from the best in NYC, and I started making connections and friends nationwide, learning all the time. That autumn JoeyRope and his partner invited me to Berlin to Folsom Europe with them, my first “leather” event; friends were made, experiences had, things learned, new horizons seen, and I knew that I’d found an aspect of my life that was supposed to be a part of me.

The second is that it was roughly two years ago that one of these friends, Paul Wilde at Titan, after many months of saying that Titan was looking for dom tops with real S/M skills and looked the part convinced me to give porn a try. I agreed, figuring they might hire me for one or two; the studio would find someone younger, leaner, more hung, something… and that would be that. And I’d have been fine with that, actually. However, after making nine films with Titan alone (and two more forthcoming, plus five with Michael Lucas, one with Raging Stallion, and various online scenes…), it’s really hit home that this is going to be a happy part of my life for a while, that I’m really enjoying the work I’m doing here, that I’ve made some great close friends, that it’s given me some new motivation and confidence in my outside-the-studio life.

The third and most immediately palpable is that about six months ago while working at the Titan booth at Folsom I met one of my colleagues, a truly amazing man whose huge heart, monstrous cock, and amazingly devious filthy mind I’m just head over heels (okay, more often heels over head) in love with. Jesse Jackman has ever since rocked my world and wrecked my prostate (at least twice a day on average when we’re together — yeah, I keep going back for more!), and I hope and expect that that’ll continue for decades to come.

Because of these I’ve been thinking more about what being in porn has brought to my life, and I’m realizing that I may indeed have something novel and individual to contribute to the babel-dialogue going on out there. Maybe someone might even read it, LOL.That doesn’t mean for a minute I’m going to be above posting hot photos or encouraging you to check out new releases or (maybe) posting some of our personal home movies. If the interspersed rants, bits of half-thought-out philosophy, puns, news, or links to the bizarre music I love don’t interest you, do what you would with any porn during the talky bits: hit fast forward. I’ll be the first to say I can’t expect myself to be any better a blogger than I am an actor, LOL. Trust me, it’s never long before all topics revert back around to hot men and deep intense fucking!

And guys, feel free to respond to anything I post here. I love it when I push a guy’s buttons and he pushes back!

Welcome to the official Dirk Caber blog. Should be a wild ride!