19 October 2010

I am the Face of HIV in the Gay Porn Industry

Is that pompous of me to say? Yes but I'm saying it anyway. Look. People keep telling me I'm not the only positive model in the industry and I know I'm not. In fact, I've met(fucked) fellow positive models so I know I'm not alone in the Plus Boat. Some have even voluntarily released their status to those who'd care to know. The problem is, none of their news has captured the public's attention enough to take my red ribbon away. Depending on your point of view, I'm still the cautionary tale, the walking PSA, the sympathy queen, and/or the HIV role model. I'm not sure if this is a good thing but I'll take it anyway! Until some other gay porn slut comes out as positive AND has his big story displayed/discussed in all four corners of the HomoWorld, then I am the ONLY Poz in the Gay Porn Village.

18 October 2010

Insider Tips for Future and Current Porn Sluts: Do It Yourself

You don't need an agent. Porn agents are extraneous. Why give 20 percent of your hard earned money to someone that is doing something you could easily do yourself? Finding studio work and negotiating scene rates is not rocket science. Seriously. Every worthwhile studio has their own casting director and model scouts. Simply go to any porn studio's website, click on their "Model for Us" page, and fill out their application. Easy as A B C. Is doing something as effortless as that worth paying for? I certainly don't think so. I have been active in the industry for over 4 years, filmed nearly 200 scenes, worked for 20 different studios, headlined my own website, booked numerous paid appearances, and I did it all without an agent. If I can do it, then any good-looking porn slut can do it. This is Porno Land not Hollywood. You don't need connections to get in. You need a hot body, a big dick, and a strong work ethic. Have all that plus a shameless sexual appetite? Then you're as good as gold. Still not convinced you can do it yourself? I'll help you free of charge. Email me at Mason_Wyler@Yahoo.com and I'll get you started.

Life Goes On



While my quasi-fictional life was being dissected and ridiculed online, I was busy living my non-fictional life offline.

After a very unpleasant summer in Houston, I decided to leave my troubles behind and spend a week on the Florida Coast. It was therapeutic to say the least. Beautiful ocean-front hotel room. Check. Full 8 hour play days at the beach. Check. Sexual reawakening via nightly hotel room sex-parties. Check PLUS. Just what the HIV doctor ordered. Believe me when I say I relaxed and fucked my blues away.

The trip helped me to realize I still have a fairly large and enticing pool I can swim in. To put it simply, plenty of cute guys have no problem fucking an immunodeficient Mason Wyler. THANKS YOU GUYS! Because of you, I came home with a POSITIVE outlook for my future. At least now I know my promiscuous affairs don't have to slow down if I don't want them to. For that, I am thankful. Of course I still have plenty of things I need to figure out, I still have problems to solve and issues to address but my seven day getaway definitely left me rejuvenated.

Amid the most trying time in my life, as my privacy became publicity, and stones were cast in my direction, I found solace and friends in town called Fort Lauderdale.


27 September 2010

The Mopings of a Has-Been: How to Hurt a Porn Slut's Feelings

It doesn't hurt my feelings when juvenile commentators, unperceptive bloggers, and insipid strangers denounce me online or in person. At its worst, it can be a nuisance, like a pimple that just won't go away. At its best, it can be something I thrive on, fueling my flame for a little while longer. But mostly I just find it amusing that some people actually take the time to scorn me. Whatever my detractors may say about me, it never manages to actually get me down.

What does hurt my feelings, however, is finding out that the studio I am signed to and have worked with for over two years, a "family" that I was told I still belong to, threw a party and didn't invite me... Thanks guys. I love being left out.


23 September 2010

American Porn Star

I live in Cinco Ranch, a master-planned community in the West Houston suburb of Katy, TX. My name is Mason Wyler. I'm 26 years old. I believe in taking care of myself, and a balanced diet and a rigorous exercise routine. In the morning, if my face is a little puffy, I'll put on an ice pack while doing my stomach crunches. I can do a thousand now. After I remove the ice pack, I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower, I use a water activated gel cleanser. Then a honey almond body scrub. And on the face, an exfoliating gel scrub. Then apply an herb mint facial mask, which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an aftershave lotion with little or no alcohol because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion. There is an idea of a Mason Wyler, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real Mason Wyler. Only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, Mason Wyler is simply not there.

*Previously posted on myspace.com/mason_wyler/blog

27 August 2010

What did I just sign up for?

I gave in and got on twitter so if you'd like to, Follow Mason_WylerXXX on Twitter
I can't promise it'll be anything exciting but you never know.

26 August 2010

Positive, Thankful, and Over It

The past seven days have been interesting. I wasn't exactly prepared to have my HIV status broadcast all over the internet but I was pleasantly surprised by the flood of support I received. From The Advocate to Gay Russia, it seemed like everyone wanted to talk about it. By now I'm sure the story has been discussed so much that most of you are sick of reading about it, but I have a few final things to say on the subject matter before I move on.

First, I would like to say that I was depressed (for a short while) NOT surprised that I had contracted HIV. I am solely responsible for my health. I was well aware of the risks and dangers associated with bareback sex but I ignored them. Is that stupid of me? I suppose. Do I wish I had been safer? Of course. But there is no changing the past, I can only hope that I make smarter decisions in my future.

Second, I would like to send out a special thank you to all of the people in the gay porn industry who showed me kindness and gave me support. I was touched to know that so many of you cared. Especially Zachary Sire from TheSword.com, Jason Sechrest of JasonCurious.com, and Jasun Mark of GayDailyHot.com. The three of you are the best. I'm lucky as fuck to have y'all on my side. Seriously. LUCKY AS FUCK. I'd like to thank The Advocate for taking the time to interview me and POZ blogs for writing about me in a positive light. And I have to thank Steven over at QueerClick for getting me that interview with The Advocate. I am grateful to Chris Ward for publicly offering me a job(and boosting my ego), Treasure Island Media for also offering me a job, and my Boss at Next Door Studios, Stephan Sirard, for publicly offering to renew my contract.

Finally, I don't need someone to talk to, I need someone to fuck me!... I mean THANK YOU. Thank you to all of my readers, supporters, and fans. Your positive comments and words of encouragement mean a lot to me. I totally don't deserve you, your attention, or your admiration. But I'll take whatever y'all give me.

Now can I please get off of this damn hospital bed/burning at the stake and resume my sexually deviant ways?

24 August 2010

My Turn

My former roommate and I have had our differences throughout our history together. I was by no means ever his best friend but up until recently I never thought that we had any serious issues with one another. When I first met him he had no place to live, a job that couldn't afford him much on his own, no real friends to speak of, and a car that he claimed was falling apart. So I leased a house with him where he was only responsible to pay one third of the rent while I paid two thirds, I fully furnished the entire house, including his bedroom, and I purchased all of the appliances for the both of us to utilize. I let him use all of my things as if they were his own, I introduced him to his current "close" friends, and I introduced him to a guy that eventually became his boyfriend. I helped him get into porn, I came up with his stage name, and I created his blog. Hell, I even gave him money towards the down payment for his new car. This was one of the rare examples in my life where I invested a great deal of time, money, and effort into making and maintaining a friendship with another gay man. In fact, this was my costliest attempt ever. It lasted eight months but it ultimately failed.

When I decided to move out in the middle of June, I had already paid ALL of the bills for the month and my portion of the rent, I also paid the rent for the month of July, and I left all of my furniture and appliances there for him to use. I gave him a full seven weeks to find two new roommates to pick up my part of the rent. He found two new roommates within two weeks. They lived there rent free for the entire month of July. And when it came time for me to take back my furniture, I chose to give him my refrigerator and a queen-size mattress so that he wasn't left entirely empty handed. I actually felt bad for him. Though things didn't work out between us I never had any negative feelings towards him and I only wished him the best... That's not the case anymore...

Last week, my former roommate decided to post a ridiculous, overly-dramatic story on his blog about his experience living with Marcus and me. In it he accused us of many things, from skipping out on the rent to breaking and entering. None of it was true. This was followed by him publicly disclosing my current health status, without my consent, via his twitter account and then proceeding to defame me by claiming that I was spreading STDs. A flat out unsubstantiated lie. Words can not describe how disgusted I am with him and his actions.

I did a lot for him and to have him say all the things he said really baffles me. I know what his goal was. He wanted to garner your attention, your sympathy, and your adoration. He thought by smearing my name he would somehow get your attention. He believed it would drive traffic to his blog and gain him thousands of new fans. He had faith that his words, his lies, and his shameless tactics would push me out of the porn world and make room for him. Well he was wrong and he failed miserably. I got to give him credit for trying though but now it's my turn.

To all of my supporters: I have one favor to ask of you. Help me make my former roommates porn career a short one. Don't write about him online. Don't watch his porn. Don't promote any videos that he is featured in. Don't read his blog. Don't follow him on twitter. Don't friend him on facebook. Don't even mention his name... Simply ignore him. Just forget him.

20 August 2010

STOP

Since testing positive in May, I have hooked up with a total of three people and they were all HIV positive themselves. Seriously. I have not gone around fucking, barebacking, or infecting HIV negative people. I am a sex fiend. I am NOT a monster. So to the people who are spreading rumors that I have done otherwise, STOP. You are not saving anyone's life by talking about me so STOP. You can not equate countless hours spent browsing hook-up sites and blogging about my sexual desires online to a wild and irresponsible sex life offline so STOP. You don't know what I do in my private life so STOP. What you are saying about me could be considered defamatory so STOP. You have already done enough damage so STOP. Seriously. Just STOP.

19 August 2010

Owning My House In Vermont

I have something to say. I spent the last few months waiting for the right time to tell you but it turns out that there is no right time... I wish I could put this off for a little while longer but information like this usually finds a way of coming out sooner than later. In fact, people have already begun to talk so I might as well just tell you now. I tested positive. I have only myself to blame. I have HIV and it kind of sucks.

01 July 2010

My Life Over the Past Three Months in List Form


  1. I lost my job.
  2. I found a new job.
  3. I attended my first gay orgy and I didn't have fun.
  4. I attended my first gay pride and I had a blast.
  5. I let my body get out of shape.
  6. I got my body in-shape.
  7. I injured my back while trying to impress a hottie at my gym.
  8. I solicited a hot homosexual chiropractor to fix my back.
  9. I had a falling out with my housemate.
  10. I had a rekindling with the love of my life.

12 April 2010

I WANT BEN

He's gay, he's hot, and his dick looks jawbreakingly THICK. This is Ben and he is the newest addition to Sean Cody's never-ending roster of ridiculously hot men. According to the site, Ben is a bottom that is into muscled Latino boys. I am neither Latino nor a very good top, so I guess I'm out of the running but I can still fantasize.

15 March 2010

WHY?!?!?!

Why do homos gossip so fucking much? Because they have nothing better to do. Why do homos act like they are the center of the universe? Because it helps hide the fact that nobody really loves them. Why are homos so over-dramatic? Because it helps make their mostly boring life seem more exciting. Why do homos feel the need to stick their noses where they don't belong? Because they think they know everything. Why do homos have to always ask their friends for relationship advice. Because they are dumber than their friends. Why do homos feel the need to befriend other homos? Because it ups the chances of getting laid. Why do homos get on my nerves? Because they never know when to shut the fuck up.

Don't take this post too seriously. I'm just annoyed and felt like venting.


14 March 2010

The Top Ten Fucks of MasonWyler.com: 9. Tommy D

9: Tommy D
Tommy D makes it on the list at number 9 because he was the easiest model to work with. By anyone's account Tommy is the epitome of a professional adult entertainer. He has been in the business for a long time and has disciplined himself in the art of making porn. What makes him even hotter is that he thoroughly enjoys sex both on and off camera. Boys, Girls, Boys and Girls, Boys and Boys, Tommy loves it all. It isn't just an act. The stud goes bonkers for cock just as much as he loves the vagina. Plus he has an insatiable thirst for semen... probably more so than I do. Don't believe that's possible? Check out THIS VIDEO for proof!

13 March 2010

Adam4Adam Vs. Manhunt Update

It is 11PM on a Saturday Night. I have spent a few hours on both websites and so far the score is still 0 to 0. I have exchanged many messages with various boys that I'd love to get in bed/bathroom stall/car/park/back alley/dressing room/bath house with but nothing has panned out. I don't get it. Has word gotten out that I am a horrible lay? Are my slutty days over or am I just saying the wrong things?

The Top Ten Fucks of MasonWyler.com: 10. Brandon Bangs

I have shot nearly 75 scenes since the launch of MasonWyler.com back in 2009. Out of all the models I have worked with on my website, ten of them really stood out to me. In my opinion, these boys were the hottest, the most passionate, the dirtiest, the most intense, and the horniest of them all.

10. Brandon Bangs

Brandon Bangs starts the list off at number ten. Physically Brandon is exactly what I like. He's a young, thick, brute of a man with big muscles that seem to be forged from years of playing football or working on a construction site but not from hours in the gym. Brandon makes it on my top ten list because he is arguably one of the most verbal men I have ever had the pleasure to work with. Something about a man calling me a whole slew of degrading names while I do what he tells me to just really turns me on. I LOVE DOMINANT MEN THAT TALK DIRTY TO ME!

Where Can I Get the Most Dick?

When it comes to the task of finding my next meal, two websites come to mind, Manhunt.net and Adam4Adam.com. I have relied on Manhunt for many years and have always found it useful in times of need, especially when I'm traveling. I have found it most effective in more densely populated areas like New York, Washington D.C., and Chicago but I have noticed that in places like Houston, Manhunt blows. Maybe the boys in Houston are cheap and prefer Adam4Adam over Manhunt since Manhunt charges a membership fee to access most of its features while Adam4Adam is entirely free. With that being said, I have decided to set up the exact same profile on both sites to find out which one can get me the most dick. You can call it a little experiement or contest of sorts. Feel free to check me out on either site and message me, my screen name on both Manhunt and Adam4Adam is Mason_WylerXXX. Which website can deliver the most dick to Mason Wyler's back door?

20 February 2010

Major Blockage

This isn't working. I told myself I need to blog at least once a day but clearly that isn't happening. I've been sitting on my computer for three hours now, trying desperately to put a post together. I write about three sentences, I get stuck, and then I delete it all. I know that I have things to write about. My life actually has been a lot more active this winter, I have more friends now, I've been having more sex lately, I've been traveling quite frequently, but I just can't seem to organize my thoughts. I'm going to go masturbate and try this again in the morning.

26 January 2010

I Like My Shirt

Meet Jean-Baptiste. This insanely adorkable man is the founder of SquidFire.com, a Baltimore based T-shirt company that champions the oddest of designs and I mean that as a compliment. A couple of months ago Jean-Baptiste sent me one of the most peculiar T-shirts I have ever seen. I really like it. I think I might wear it all the time, except for when someone is ejaculating all over me... I wouldn't want to stain the shirt. And while I'm on the subject of ejaculating, Jean-Baptiste, if you are reading this, I'd let you ejaculate all over me or in me or both on me and in me. I mean it's only fair, right? You did give me a free T-shirt after all. That's like twenty bucks and who wouldn't spread their legs for twenty bucks? In any case, SquidFire.com has some pretty neat stuff, from clothes to lunch bags and everything in between so check them out. Pictures of me in my nifty new shirt below.





25 January 2010

Lazarus

Indolence. It's my own worst enemy. Creeping up on me quietly and slowly, almost at a snails pace. Very careful not to warrant any alarm. Allowing me to get comfortable and content, and before I know it, indolence has me in its grasp. For more than two months I have let life pass me by. I've lost fifteen pounds of muscle and I'm seriously behind on my blog. What's even worse is the fact that I have only had sex with twelve people since I became single back in October. That's pathetic for a self-described cock-a-holic like myself. For gay CHRIST'S sake, what kind of porn slut am I? A pretty bad one for sure. Twelve boys in nearly four months?! God that's a sad realization. It should be more like twelve hundred. It's like I'm one of the snormal boys. I have been way too lazy for way too long... Well not anymore. No more masturbating because I'm too lazy to put in the effort required to find a hook-up. No more eating out for every meal because I'm too lazy to cook. No more skipping out on the gym. No more sleeping half the day away. No more eight hour gaming sessions. I have to conquer old indolence once and for all. Starting today I will be a new man. A man that works out every day, goes to bed before 2am every night, and wakes up before 10am every morning. I will limit the amount of time I spend on video games. I will make an effort to write at least once a day. And I will stop ignoring my sex addiction and actually go out and get some dick. It's time I start living again.