Becoming a Porn Star

As a boy I always dreamed of becoming famous. I idolized people like Marilyn Monroe, James Dean and, yes, Madonna. And like any person in the search for fame, I want to be loved by all. Maybe I was neglected as a child? Call it abandonment issues, or just the gay cliché. I looked into acting and singing, but that never truly satisfied me: It wasn’t enough; there was something missing. In 2010, I embarked on a Web reality series; that went nowhere, but I did get to be on the cover of this magazine with my castmates. Two years later, I’m back in Get Out!, but this time to talk about something entirely different. I want to become a porn star.

There are few people in the industry that I would call a porn star, like Michael Lucas, Brent Corrigan and even Brent Everett. I want to become a household name in the industry. I realize that it’s easier said than done. There are steps that one needs to achieve before stepping foot into icon status. What do the real porn stars have that breaks them away from the rest? Aside from great bodies, big dicks and amazing bubble butts, it’s a fantasy quality. You have to be universal and diverse.

In the past 24 years of my life I’ve had enough sexual experiences to be comfortable with not just my sexuality but myself. Enough to want to share it with the world. I have also been through a lot. I spent part of my late teens homeless, and let’s just say after eating food out of a garbage can I know that this is something I want to do. I’ve had enough character building experiences to know that I wouldn’t regret this.

I always was told by men that I was their fantasy. Guys would see me and build a fantasy in their minds. I wouldn’t say anything; obviously they were attracted to the illusion. My alter ego perhaps? I don’t know. When I didn’t live up to their perception of me, they would blame me for disillusioning them. But truth be told, I didn’t, because it wasn’t my fantasy to begin with.

But somehow I understood it – the pleasure of fulfilling the fantasy role. And all of a sudden that’s all I wanted to be. I became this alter ego that somehow took over and is now in charge. I like where he’s taking me and what he’s capable of. Every star has an alter ego. Norma Jean had Marilyn, Beyonce has Sasha Fierce, and I have Riccardo Rivera.

I have yet to officially sign to any company, but I am proud to say that I’m in talks of working with TreasureIslandMedia. Aside from being one of their models, I’m open. I hope that this article gets my name out there. Gets people interested, talking, so that I can continue to grow and not be a “one-hit wonder.” No matter what happens, I’m going to do everything I can to please the viewers, the fans! This is all for you. Because at the end of the day, I put on my jeans one leg at time, just like everyone else. Not everyone has the need to shine. Not everyone has the need to please people, especially through the lens of a camera. But I do. It’s time for my dream, now.

By Riccardo Rivera

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