It seems that I have somehow failed to write a follow-up to my photo shoot for the Spa as mentioned in the Porno King post. It actually took place sometime ago in early summer 2004, but for one reason or the other (i.e. embarrassment) I failed to document. I had been feeling under the weather and went out to the local pharmacy to get some Tylenol when I bumped into the owner of the Spa. We struck up a conversation and he started to apologise that he had gone ahead and completed the print ad campaign for the Spa, but was now interested in having me do a Web-based commercial for the Spa.
My head was a bit foggy, and I wasn't quite sure what he meant, but my imagination took wind. Like fat sugarplums stomping in my head, a plethora of images popped into my noggin with ideas of what the ad would look like. Me standing there with some sexy older man. The Spa's name emblazoned overhead in some shower scene. Both of us buck naked soaping and showering. It would go something like this.
Me: "Daddy, I'm not quite sure why, but some days I just don't feel so fresh"
Daddy (picking up an enema kit): "Well son, come on over here and we'll get you all squeaky clean!"
Me: "Oh daddy! I love you so!"
I was woken from my stupor, and he told me to drop by on the shoot date if I was still interested. Could you imagine my 15 seconds of fame?
So I go to the Spa early the morning of, and meet the rest of the actors/models. We watch as a production crew sets up lighting, cameras and props (no enemas or masengill, thank you). I am still a bit hesitant and wary, but I sign the disclosure forms and sign my life away. The shoot ran from 9am till 3pm and was quite a production and involved a shower scene, jacuzzi scene and a lounge scene where I am hanging around watching others play pool in my monagramed bath towel (well, not quite). I didn't realise that it would be such a big production. There were tonnes of crew and camera men, plus all the actors/models and a gawking crowd of older men, all of whom followed us around like unwanted groupies. It was all a little surreal, but I must admit I am quite proud of myself for having done it.
I had the honour of seeing the commercial recently and it is surprisingly tasteful. I'm not sure if that is the right word to use, but there were no cheesey, wonky porn 70's music, and no gratuitous shots. You see quite a bit of my arse and a shadowed profile of my face, but one can't really tell who I am, unless they know me (hmmm...I had mind as well stop the smart ass comments now!).
Anyhow, the 90 second web commercial isn't quite on the website as yet, but I will be sure to mention it if it does. No visuals or links thank you.