
Stone Fox
Eddie Stone is an internationally recognized award winning porn star, director & screenwriter who now makes his home in Toronto. Find him on Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, and look for his upcoming website: www.eddiestoneonline.com

Stone Fox
Eddie Stone is an internationally recognized award winning porn star, director & screenwriter who now makes his home in Toronto. Find him on Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, and look for his upcoming website: www.eddiestoneonline.com
Over the years I’ve received all kinds of emails from people around the world. Anything from someone wanting a “travel” companion to young guys in rural towns asking for advice on how to come out of the closet.
A constant is the solicitation to have sex. Why not? Hell, it’s what I’ve made my name on. Can you really blame someone watching porn who gets all worked up and who then shoots an email off to his favourite porn star detailing what lewd things they should do together. In my opinion, that means the porn star has done his job! He’s gotten the viewer so into it that they are now contacting him with the hopes of an encounter.
Emails asking me out or asking me for sex are always flattering, and I appreciate each and every one of them!
My favourites now though, are the ones that, even after I’ve told them I have a boyfriend, they do not miss a beat “Bring him along!” they say. Sight unseen! The more the merrier! I share these emails with my boyfriend who then says “They’ve never even seen me! I guess if it’s good enough for Eddie Stone!” It’s all part and parcel of dating a porn star I guess. Menage a trois anyone?
You just never know when or where you are going to receive a golden nugget. It’s what Oprah calls an “Ah-Ha moment”. Some call it a revelation. I just think it is wise and thoughtful. But who the fuck knew that anything wise or thoughtful could have come out of the remake of the movie Fame?
I’m all for singing and dancing around, hell, I even got hooked on Glee, but this new version of Fame, is lame (see what I did there!)
We’ve seen it all before! C’mon people, gimme something fresh.
The kids were talented enough in their respective genres, and the director assembled quite an impressive cast for the teachers, but I found myself rolling my eyes once too often as the cheesy situations unfolded.
So, imagine my surprise, as I lay only half awake from boredom, when one of the teachers sits a student down for a tete-a-tete and comes out with this inspired piece of dialogue:
“Everything you’re ashamed of, all the parts of yourself you keep secret, everything you want to change about yourself… it’s who you are. That’s your power! Deny it, and you’re nothing!”
WHAT!!!???
Holy shit. I shot up in my seat and hit the play back button to hear it once more.
Inspired! Truly inspired!
There are a lot of preconceived notions about porn stars. How much we make. Sexual promiscuity. Drug use… or abuse. Prostitution. Rampant sexual perversions … or fetishes. I’m here to tell you that whatever you think is true… probably is.
I’m kidding. Porn stars are like snowflakes, there are a million different kinds.
As someone who’s done SEX movies, people often assume things about me. For instance, that I’m kinky in bed off camera. I guess that depends on what you define as kinky, but in truth I’m more of a romantic. I’m open to anything, just kiss me while we do it!
But sometime it takes someone you trust before a fetish can surface, as one of mine has recently.
Growing up, my family was addicted to horror movies. We’d watch Bram Stoker’s Dracula at Christmas (sorry Jesus, but vampires are sexier!). And one of our all time favourite horror movies was… and is… Halloween. Michael Meyers in his white mask terrorizing Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis) in Haddonfield, Illinois. Doesn’t get better than that.
This powerful commanding man of few words who knows what he wants and takes it, has somehow become a sexual turn on for me. Is it the fact that he is unpredictable? Is it his single-minded obsession? Is is the anonymity and mystery of the face behind the mask?
Yes, yes and yes!
Perhaps it’s also the thrill of capturing such a man. Overpowering him and taming the beast … or the boogie man!
To quote the film:
Laurie: “What’s the boogie man?”
Dr. Loomis: “As a matter of fact, that was.”

Again, Twisted
When I think Tom Ford, I think of the golden age of Gucci. Classic, clean, sophistication. But all good things… and the time came for Tommy to move on to other things.
Which brings us to his directorial debut ‘A Single Man’. I’m not a movie critic, but I do have thoughts and opinions.
The movie, set in the 60’s, is wonderfully stylized. It’s always amazing to me, the details that goes into every outfit, hairstyle and store front to capture the essence of an era. And this movie does not let down.
Rarely do we get an opportunity, as a queer audience, to really connect with a romantic story unfolding before us on the big screen. How refreshing to have the main character a gay man, a nice, normal gay man. One we can relate to. One in a relationship with another man. Gone are the days when gay men were only stereotypical gay side kicks with gelled hair, a belly T and lisping his way thru benign cringe inducing comments like ‘Oh gurrrl, you know I don’t drive automatic… I only drive STICK!’
Tom, my one constructive criticism would be: tighten it up a little.
But if you, like me, enjoy a GOOD gay movie. Then don’t miss.
P.S. Julianne Moore is FAN-FUCKIN-TASTIC in this!


Europe somehow conjures up pictures of a gay utopian society for many. A place where nelly men, butch women and everything in between walk down the golden streets arm in arm. An advanced civilization where equal rights abound for all! Well I’m here to tell you how fuckin’ fantastic we have it here in Canada. Don’t get me wrong. Loved London!! Loooooved it!!!! I’m a bit of a history nerd, and that city has it in spades. But when it came down to gay life…
First off, the gay clubs are the same you’d find anywhere. Some disco tunes, a couple go go boys and free flowing booze. It’s a combo that’s tried, tested and true, but lacks creativity.
Next, the feeling of community you find on Church or on Ste. Catherine in Montreal wasn’t there. I think because it is such a crowded and international destination that London lacked a cohesiveness and sense of belonging.
One of the first things I noticed when I returned to Toronto was the presence the gay community has in our city. From rainbow flags, to the reach of the free gay rags and even popping up on TV and in commercials. None of that was to be found in London. Oh sure, one club was called GAY, but neary did I see a flag, and the feeling was more of ‘we have decided this area is the gay area of London and the businesses in this area would be smart to call themselves things like GAY to attract that clientele that will spend $$$ in their establishment’
Long story short. There is NO gay place, like THIS gay home!!!
But now I’m back and it’s business as usual. And by business I mean finding out that pictures that were taken 3 years ago are still being used to push magazines! I guess I should shut up and be flattered, but since I don’t see any residual money from it… I get to complain… at least a little.


A public that gets mixed messages...

Can always rely on advice from a rock...

But be wary of the church that tries to recruit the gays... (C'mon guys, at least put the sticker right side up!!)
It was a cloudless day in L.A., commonplace for the City of Angels, and I was enjoying a stroll through one of the many canyons that divide L.A. proper from the San Fernando Valley. When what to my wandering eye should appear but hundreds upon hundreds of white 81/2 x 11 papers littering the trail for at least 50 meters ahead of me.
If you remember only one thing about me, it’s that I HATE LITTERERS!!!!! Seeing the papers tossed everywhere made me mad and my first impulse was to pick them up. So, I crouched down and started with one paper. I looked at it carefully. There was typing on it, which upon further inspection, turned out to be a page from a script. I wasn’t surprised, I was in L.A. afterall.
Immediately I conjured up a story in my mind. A frustrated writer had been shopping around his script and no one was biting. It had taken him years of perfecting his masterpiece, but door after door was being slammed in his face. One final refusal pushed him over the edge, and while walking defeated through this canyon trail, he angrily tossed his life’s work into the air, letting the breeze carry the sheets where ever they may. Onward he trudged towards the nearest bar to drink himself into a stupor.
I picked up another sheet; dialogue, camera angles, fades in and out. Definitely a script. Curious, I walked over to where a stack of the papers were still bound together and brought it home for some light entertaining reading.
Fast forward to last week. I was watching a preview for a movie on T.V.. Cameron Diaz and James Marsden star in the movie ‘The Box’. As I’m watching the preview, it’s like I knew where the story was going. But how? Deja vu? I sat there and thought about it. Did I read the book? No. What was it? And then, a vision! A vision of hundreds and hundreds of papers strewn about a Californian canyon 5 years ago! And here it is, come to life in ‘The Box’!
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If you’ve ever seen the pride parade here in Toronto then you’ve been witness to one of the world’s largest pride celebrations. There are floats representing every culture, every race, every fetish, everything and anyone queer, period!
I just wanted to point that out, because even though Toronto HAS WON THE BID TO HOST WORLD PRIDE 2014!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s not that big a deal. Because we represented the world already, in this, our culturally diversified city.
Who the fuck am I kidding??? TORONTO WE’RE HOSTING WORLD PRIDE 2014!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
For weeks now on PROUD FM we have been having the people in from TICOT (The Imperial Court of Toronto) talking about the election and coronation of their newest Empress. For those who don’t know (as I didn’t), there are courts in many many cities in Canada and the U.S.. The members of the court basically raise money for charities. Two candidates stood before us. One, well spoken, in full face makeup and jewels, bearing gift bags and home baked cookies. The other, not nearly as much effort, not even appearing in drag. This went on for weeks, with one candidate clearly the front runner (in my mind anyway). Finally the elections took place and we anxiously awaited the announcing of the new empress at the coronation. I didn’t get to go, but Mark, a well known face in the Village, did (see pic below). The result? An upset! Follow the progress of TICOT as we continue to interview them on BREAKFAST IN BED with PATRICK & DEB on 103.9 PROUD FM, M-F 6-10a

P.S. I LOVE Halloween!
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Ok, so we’ve all been at those concerts where you’ve come with your friends, you’ve paid the big bucks, you’re unimpressed with what is going on on stage, but you force yourself to sway back and forth, gyrate around a bit and hum along to avoid being the stick in the mud… right? Am I alone in this? (more…)