Pissing the stream of a conscious mess is all fine and good; although mope attention is way too gay to stay.
James Deen is such a twink that his unit will appear pornish enough in, on and around the compact standard whores. It is a simple matter of proportions.
That he got into the upper whore fucker circle-jerk and does not want to leave now is easily understood, does not make him a better whore fucker though. Ridiculous mumblings with himself included.
And on to the misguided idiot fanboy mass who mistake the intensity, time and effort spent on their little collective's obsession for the quality of whatever comes out at the end. Fucking unicorn-hunting leprechauns roam free while sprinkling fairy dust all over the area.