[This is the full version of a piece I wrote to read at Eros Unbound at Red Pavilion in Bushwick on Feb 11, 2026. My reading there will be an abridged version to fit within my 7 minute time limit. Laura Desiree asked the performers to write about group sex, so this is my experience.]
In the last 30 years I’ve tried to incite group sex as a straight man, a gender bending bisexual man, an awkward nonbinary person, and now a hot leather mommy with a hard dick. Depending on your standing, the difficulty varies greatly.
If you’re a straight man inviting women to your orgy, good luck. Never worked out for me. I recommend teaming up with one of the other genders and letting them lead the way.
When I started wearing eyeliner and fishnets the whole game changed, so maybe try that. Another thing you might wanna try that really helped my case was sucking like 100 dicks. If you’re thinking, “But Lucy, what’s the point of being a straight guy if I gotta suck all these dicks?” …. You’re gonna hate the next part. Getting fucked in the ass by dudes that tied me up and flogged me got me more pussy than you can fill a warehouse with. Not every chick likes to watch rough gay sex, but this is my neighborhood and I can tell you, these ones do. They’ll trust you a lot more after they’ve seen you take it in the ass.
Back when I was a guy I was “Lance Hart,” a bisexual male pornstar for about 16 years. During that time the straight porn industry was wildly homophobic. Once a month, every talent agency would send out an email blast to let everyone know I was blacklisted from performing with any females, because I was having sex with men. They didn’t wanna me to spill any “gay” on “their” girls. In spite of this, I still worked almost every day and won awards every year. The male mask that I presented to the world was frankly sexier than all the straight guys in porn. I hadn’t transitioned yet because I just wasn’t done playing with that mask. I’ve always unapologetically been myself, and I’ve always made my own path. Since I wasn’t allowed to do fluid exchange in straight porn, I got busy producing my own movies where female pornstars pegged me. Those videos made me a fuck load of money, significantly more than any of the straight male performers were making. As a matter of fact, before “Lance Hart,” pegging was actually categorized as gay. Back then, if you were a straight guy asking your girlfriend to peg you, she’d ask, “Wait… are you gay?” I did so much of pegging so well that it became straight. Now it’s just straight anal sex in reverse. You’re welcome. But, the women I dated during that time, and the multitudes I was boning off camera had to keep our relationship a secret, or they would never work again.
It sucked seeing my lovers at award shows and pretending we didn’t know each other. It sucked walking all those red carpets alone. One of the reasons I’m friends with Laura is because she’d actually be sweet to me in public on those red carpets, and it meant a lot to me.
I never responded directly to the hate. My defiance was throwing badass orgies with the hottest bisexual male performers in gay porn and inviting all the independent female performers and trans performers who the agencies didn’t have control over. Natalie Mars was MVP of most of them. If I wasn’t welcome in straight porn, homophobic straight performers weren’t gonna be welcome at my orgies. Many slid into my DM’s asking for invites and I just ignored them. Sometimes sex and queer unity can be the best answer to hate.
I always brought three different sized strap ons cause inevitably some lady never pegged anyone before and really wanted to try. I used to own the world’s biggest pegging website, so I’ve put a strap on a couple thousand women for their first time. Every time, and I mean every fucking time they do a helicopter with their dick and take a selfie right away. It’s just part of the journey.
After years of fighting homophobia in my industry with my dick and my whole, and leveraging heterosexual envy, my friend and predecessor, Dante Colle, another bisexual male performer, won the Xbiz award for overall performer of the year in 2020. OC Modeling, previously the most homophobic of all agencies signed him in a contract. He got booked by Brazzers, the biggest straight production, and I knew we won the war. The blacklist emails died. We beat hate with hard work, love and cum.
Of course I love group sex for all the carnal reasons anyone would. But to me, queer orgies are celebrations of everything opposite of bigotry. I recently heard another poet say that saying your art isn’t political is a political statement. Sex is my art. I don’t care if you think orgies are the wrong kind of dirty for you. Expressing my authentic self naked, sweaty, inside and out of other peoples’ bodies, writing graffiti on their skin my cum, feeling their orgasms from across the room like Tesla’s dream of wireless electricity have all been the closest moments I’ve ever had to some kind of God’s perfect unconditional love. That’s all I’ve ever wanted my art to be. If we’re fighting a tyrannical government without unity and love, they’ve already won.
I’ve had legendary group sex in Vegas, LA, San Francisco and New York. I’ve fucked those cities hard enough to become who I am. I don’t wanna talk shit so I’m just gonna say it like this… I’ve also had group sex in Portland a many times. Portland flat out owes me some wet hole. If you’re from Portland and want to represent your hometown, meet me in the bathroom after this show.
I got be Lucky Pierre in most of my orgies. That’s when someone’s fucking your ass while you’re fucking someone else. There’s two ways to do it. You either stay still and let both of them go in and out, or they stay still and you’re like a bead on an abacus. You can’t all move at the same time unless you’re all Russian sex workers. Russian sex workers are like the Cirque Du Soleil of porn, they’re a special breed, they’re everything proof, don’t try to do what they do, okay?
One time in Vegas I was at a BBQ with Natalie Mars and some guys I worked with at kink.com. We all eyed each other over the potato chip spread and knew it was gonna be on that night. I just said, “My place at 10?,” and that was that. Natalie forgot her enema bulb to clean out for anal so she used mine. We were close like that. I miss her a lot.
We all fucked Natalie, DP’d her, then she fisted Sebastian Keys. His hole was elastic and could take a firetruck. After we all came, we fell asleep in our mess on my king sized bed. It was a big ol spoon train. I woke up to make us Nachos and we ate them groggy, getting crumbs and cheese bits on my squirt blanket. I think that was a Tuesday.
When I worked for kink.com we all stayed in the Armory like a big dorm. There was a bar across the street all the performers got cheap drinks at, so we’d end up cruising there after our shoots. One night I was with my friend Mickey Mod. We used to do a lot of gang bangs together. I don’t know why, but Mickey and I attract the exact same women. So this hottie was flirting with both us and I told Mickey, “Hey I can just go to bed if you want to…” and he said “I think we should both fuck her.” Mickey is hot AF and has a perfect dick. He’s also articulate AF. Later when we were all fucking he asked her, “Have you ever had two penises in your vagina at the same time?” I miss sharing holes with him and feeling his huge dick slide against mine inside nice girls.
My sex life was bleak as an awkward nonbinary person. I looked like a barista with my hair in the middle of some kind of journey and I wore baggy cargo pants everyday. So, we’re gonna skip ahead, but I want you to know, if that’s your look… I’m totally into that. Come over and let Mommy take care of you. We can wash those pants at my place, I have a washer/dryer and I know laundry’s like really hard for baby.
When I was 42 I’d done everything I ever wanted to do as a man. If being a man were a video game, I beat the final boss and I was bored with side quests. So I started over as a woman. I spent everything I had on 6 surgeries, 400 hours of hair removal, and a whole new leather dyke wardrobe. I became Lucy Hart. Lucy doesn’t care about getting rich again or winning more accolades. We already beat that game. It’s all about inner peace, love and expression. Sometimes Lucy fucking Hart does get to fuck groups of strangers in dive bars after hours… And… it’s awesome. It’s a perk of having nothing to lose while maintaining confident authenticity.
The other night I was at Danger Danger just up the street while my friend behind the bar was closing. There was a lady at the end of the bar I hadn’t talked to yet. She’d introduced herself but I already forgot her name. Anyway, Sean, my friend behind the bar, turned on the lights and it was just us three.
When you’re a washed up pornstar with some street cred that has perfect tits and a hard cock you get to just say shit like, “So… ya’ll wanna fuck?”
Five minutes later we’d finished consent talks and the girl and I were on our knees sucking Sean’s dick on the bar’s front porch. The steel curtain was down so no one could see us, but we could hear drunks stammering home just a few feet away from us on the other side of thin metal. The lady wanted us both to choke her, so we did. They weren’t tested and we didn’t have condoms so it was a night of hands and mouths. You get a lot done with spit and fingers if you have a good attitude.
I want you to know that I’m a fucking regular at these things all around Brooklyn, but I don’t actually play at most of them. I come to make friends. I come to be around like minded people. You can cut through a lot of bullshit small talk with strangers when anal is on the table. I’ve made real business connections, long lasting friends and met great people to make art with at orgies. I’ve also been walked to a book case that was really a secret door to a private fuck room by a lady that owned the bar I was standing in. I fucked her till she came on my dick and then I met her husband who was super sweet.
I joked about Portland, but unless you’re literally paying everyone, don’t run towards group sex expecting to get your dick wet. Go expecting to feel freedom. Freedom from all the social barriers you feel on the subway with strangers. It’s the opposite of that. Everyone can be a star and everyone can also sit back, eat the snacks and just vibe. There’s one rule and that’s “Ask first.”
Fucking ask first. Even if you just saw someone doing exactly the same thing you want to do with them with someone else, you always ask before you touch them anywhere. A direct, “No thank you” response deserves a “Oh ok have a great time!” and that’s that. Don’t feel rejected. They might just need to pee. Lean into making friends. They might be the realest friends you ever had.
I’m out of time, but if you’re a straight guy that wants orgies but doesn’t wanna suck dicks or transition to female, I still got you. I brought business cards. You can pick pretty much anyone you want off of Pornhub, but save up… my rate is $1200 for per hour and it’s gonna be about the same for everyone else you want there. You’re gonna need to book a hotel room and get ready to pay deposits. I’ll be around after, just find me.
