Jailhouse Cock: Gay Porn Stars Doing Hard Time

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Hollywood and its down-market doppelganger Gay Porn have always had a symbiotic relationship.

Starting in the earliest days of stag films and continuing into the beefcake photos of the Athletic Model Guild and the advent of hardcore, gay porn has always been happy to employ Hollywood's handsome rejects -- guys who are too short, too untalented, or just too unwanted to hit the big time.

Guys willing to do all the things that real stars do in private and pay publicists to keep under wraps.

The life of a sex star can be just as tragic and self-destructive as a mainstream actor's.

For every big name who succeeds in winning a long career on either side of the camera or retiring in opulence, there are any number of would-be starlets who miss the boat. While many are claimed by the dreaded Four Horsemen (AIDS, Age, Overdose, and Suicide), there are others who are felled by ending up on the wrong side of the law. The lucky ones manage to survive with their careers still intact. The doomed flare out spectacularly and shuffle off down the Boulevard of Broken Dreams to that iron-barred Xanadu known as the Big House.

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For sheer luridness, it's hard to top the arrest of internet barebacking entrepreneur Harlow Cuadra (far right) for the murder of Cobra Video owner and producer Bryan Kocis (right middle), a crime straight out of Boogie Nights.

Porn pixie Cuadra and boyfriend/business partner Joseph Kerekes (right top) -- the hustler Leopold to his trucker-hatted Loeb -- face charges for the murder of Kocis, an attack so violent that it resulted in 28 stab wounds and a slashed throat for the victim before his home was set ablaze.

The two are staring down a litany of other charges including robbery, arson, money laundering, tampering with evidence, racketeering, and abuse of a corpse (yeesh). Money was apparently their motive.

Cuadra and Kerekes allegedly considered Kocis a rival and reportedly had their sights set on poaching his controversy-prone starlet Brent Corrigan/Sean Lockhart for themselves. Skepticism about the motive has been expressed, given that it weirdly mirrors the plot of The Velvet Mafia, a porn film in which Corrigan himself starred.

Things only get wilder from there. Police commenced a sting at a nude Virginia Beach involving electronic surveillance concealed in Corrigan's sunglasses (!) wherein Cuadra confessed to Corrigan and his Svengali boyfriend Grant Roy. "He never saw it coming." said Cuadra, adding "It almost seems like I got revenge and I know that sounds fucked up."

Cuadra actually had the whole cutesy encounter photographed. Evidence includes a knife purchased just prior to the killing, a trail of emails linking Kocis and Cuadra, Cuadra and Kerekes renting a motel room in the vicinity near the time of the murder, and even a camera stolen from the Kocis residence and recovered from Cuadra's home. Armchair detectives stake their bets and pant for more.

Some think they've been caught red-handed, others champion their innocence and have even set up defense funds. Speculation abounds. Were Corrigan and Roy in on the conspiracy before they turned into informants? Is it a frame-up? Was there a mysterious third man there at the scene? Will there be a movie adaptation starring Elijah Wood and Wentworth Miller? Can they beat the rap and rise up the ranks of the Gay Mafia? This clusterfuck is readymade for Court TV.

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Nose candy has been the undoing of many a porn model, and the white squall put the skids on rising star Cody Cash (left). Cody had it all at 23: he made the cover of Freshmen magazine, landed high-profile gigs in Wet Palms, Grand Opening, and Bad Boys Club; and offered up his prized ass to Ken Ryker.

He was the darling of super agent David Forest, who touted the butch bottom as his own discovery. Sadly, Cody was over before he really began when he was nabbed by police in early 2005 for cocaine possession. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the scene.

Forest made euphemistic allusions to his star being "away" or on "vacation" (read: the slammer) and quickly distanced himself from the incident. After his parole, Cody joined the escort rounds around Boston, unwilling or unable to recapture his early promise, another blue movie blond tossed on the scrap heap.

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A drug bust of a different sort put solo star/professional prick tease Mark Dalton, aka Jeremy James Sons (right), in the hot seat in 2001. Dalton -- another trouble-plagued client of Forest -- was given probation for his conviction for possession of GHB, the widely-known date rape drug, though Dalton claimed the substance was merely part of his bodybuilding regimen.

In November of 2004, he found himself in a Texas klink when his parole was revoked after an ex-girlfriend filed assault charges against him. The square-jawed giant was sentenced to five years for violation of parole. The public was divided by the news. Detractors called it just desserts for an entitled himbo behaving badly, others wondered if he'd wither without a constant supply of steroids, peroxide, and body bronzer, and many just fantasized about his muscle ass getting passed around by the Aryan Brotherhood.

Dalton got his reprieve, though. Good legal finagling and the dismissal of the assault charges got him sprung after just over a year. His fanfare continues unabated. The whole fiasco just seemed to add to his seedy bad boy mystique.

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Collegiate-looking Marcus Allen -- ne Timothy Boham -- crashed and burned irreparably in a sinister night of violence that blurred the lines between hate crime and sex crime.

The 25-year-old one-time Studio 2000 exclusive and feature player in Never Been Touched and Through The Woods was the prime suspect in the 2006 shooting death of his former employer John Kelso, head of a Denver financial company found shot in his bathtub. Kitten With a Whip Allen promptly hightailed it for the Mexican border, but was ultimately apprehended by customs officers and hauled back to Colorado to face first degree murder and aggravated robbery charges.

Details about the relationship between Kelso and Allen are sketchy, but the implication that Allen (a married father of two who worked at the firm for a mere ten days before washing out) was perhaps being kept by the wealthy older man is inevitable.

Ugly details about Allen's personal life did come to the surface and cast him as a vicious homophobe and possible pathological self-loather who despised the men who paid his way. His landlady made allusions to him making attempts to "sanitize" his apartment due to the presence of a previous gay tenant, and adult film industry acquaintances backed up the depiction of him as a troubled and volatile young man who harbored an intense inner conflict with his chosen profession.

Though no trial date has been set, Allen has put forth an insanity plea. Whether this will translate into the reliable Gay Panic justification (secondary only to the Twinkie Defense) is still cause for speculation. Just how a gay-hating hustler and gun-happy thug will fare with the tough customers of Cellblock Hell is even greater fodder for the imagination.

90's video stud Vince Cobretti was another rough trick whose hunger for cash and disdain for johns proved to be his forte.

Born Theodore Cox, he appeared in In The Stretch and The Good Samaritan. Cobretti was no dreamboat, however. His looks had faded and producers were no longer interested in hiring him. His penchant for roughing up and rolling his customers was well-honed by the time he was arrested in 2003 for the near-fatal beating of an elderly Rhode Island former state legislator.

Cobretti had been a "guest" of the kindly gent and in turn, his host was left for dead while his young companion sped off in his borrowed wheels. The arrest dredged up another possible instance of Cobretti's beat'em and street 'em bedside manner. A previous 1999 bludgeoning in which the victim did not survive couldn't stick in court, and thanks to a plea deal, Cobretti served only two years for the more recent assault. Lonely, well-to-do men be wary: don't let this Big Bad Wolf in through the front door.

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Sloe-eyed Tim Lowe, star of a stream of 80s efforts like The Rites of Winter and Davey & The Cruisers, was another fallen angel who struck ground hard. His best years as Tim Lowe were far behind him by the time he -- as broken-down David Cody -- ended up in San Francisco in the early 90s, drug-addicted and supporting a wife and kid by working the streets.

A middle-aged telemarketer named Allen Kinkead was his ticket off the meat rack, but their domestic bliss was short-lived. Kinkead's dream of shacking up with his own Midnight Cowboy turned nightmarish. Growing increasingly paranoid and violent, Lowe took up with another fellow hustler, prompting Kinkead to give him the boot. In January of 1993, Kinkead was found bound and strangled in his apartment, while Lowe and his new boyfriend were on the run with Kinkead's car and credit cards in tow. The two were apprehended at a New Mexico roadblock days later.

It seemed that Lowe was staring down the barrel of a death sentence. Dead wrong. Had Kinkead been a woman, justice might've been swift and unforgiving. Male-on-male domestic murders just don't provoke the same outrage. Lowe skated with a criminally light three-year prison stint. He managed a few roles in titles like Knight Gallery and Men's Room after his incarceration and even scored a bad taste tell-all cover/pictorial for a 2000 edition of Unzipped (above left) before vanishing into the nighttime world of strip joints and quick scores, presumably on the make for a new sugar daddy.

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Gay Porn's Scariest Boogeyman may be 90s muscleman Tim Barnett, who amassed nearly two dozen high-end credits for Vivid and Falcon like An Officer & His Gentlemen, Mirage, and Hard Bodyguard.

Porn wasn't his only moonlighting activity. Barnett, real name Bradford Wagner, was also a not-so-friendly neighborhood night stalker responsible for a series of serial rapes of seven women in Texas and Colorado stemming from 1993.

Barnett turned to real estate in Colorado after his porn tenure ended. A tanned and tailored Patrick Bateman type, Barnett's m.o. included stocking masks and surgical gloves. That Barnett starred in a 1995 feature called Limited Entry while darkening doorsteps is too perverse.

DNA was his undoing. Once he got on the police radar, an undercover officer posed as a home buyer and covertly collected samples that nailed him to the wall. Barnett was arrested in June of 2004, and with the final curtain coming down, he exited stage left.

He departed this mortal coil at the end of a bed sheet noose in his jail cell in 2005, Jekyll and Hyde bound together in death.

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