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When I decided to take Grayson and Killian on the trip to Hawaii, I knew it was a gamble, but they seemed eager and I explained the shoot in detail in Las Vegas. I mentioned blow jobs and the like several times to make sure both of them understood, and I even had them sign a document acknowledging what would be occurring. They seemed good to go, and I figured the dynamic of them being brothers would make for some interesting developments... but long story short, Grayson's an asshole.
I knew he was a handful before we left for the Big Island, but the night we arrived in Kona, he really started showing his sense of entitlement. He and Killian ordered numerous alcoholic drinks at dinner without even  asking if it was ok, and by the time dinner was through, I'd had Bait & Tackle™ employees and models tell me that Killian and especially Grayson were clashing with some of the prior SCM guys. As they'd done absolutely nothing to deserve an all expense paid trip to Hawaii, I had a talk with Grayson in particular about his complete lack of regard for anyone else.
The next day, when we were buying supplies for the boat trip, Grayson was again in his own little world of entitlement. He wanted specific booze, and getting him to focus on the task at hand was somewhat infuriating. Killian tried to get him to pay attention and cooperate, but he just barked back that he was fucking tired of Killian acting like a big brother. I remember I chimed in to say that he should be listening to him because it was likely that Grayson was going to go home.
Following the boat drama, I had another talk with Grayson and he apologized, but after we drove to the other side of the island and were getting things in place to start shooting in the cabin, I heard him say that he wasn't putting a dick in his mouth. A few minutes later, a B&T™ employee came in and told me that Grayson had to go: the guys were getting ready to fight him.
So, I called the non-on-location B&T employees and had them come back to the retreat area to take Grayson and put him on the next plane back to Vegas. I let the other B&T employees deal with him in the meantime and I continued shooting. Killian decided to stay without his brother, and I was relieved that Grayson's drama was done.
The next day,  though, as we were getting ready to shoot, Killian decided that he couldn't do anything more with another guy either. He offered to stay around and help out, but we already had people for that, and if he wasn't part of the team, I could see no reason for him to be there sullying morale. I again called the not-on-location B&T employees who then came and picked him up. He, too, would end up on an early plane back to Vegas the morning thereafter.
The remaining guys were fine, though: in fact, it just meant they'd get a bigger piece of the pie, and I had learned a valuable lesson; that some pre-big shoot work had to occur before investing so much on unknown ingredients.
"The show must go on," however, as the saying goes, and so, we resumed the plans without missing a beat. A bad apple spoils a barrel, and cake of five ingredients is a lot better than a cake of seven where one is rotten and the other is gritty, anyway.
So,  Day Two begins with five guys wearing man dresses on lava rock podiums.
"So you guys enjoying the Hawaiian weather here?"
"Fuck yeah," Erik replied back.
"Beautiful," Kevin added.
The  weather, as always in Hawaii, was pretty amazing, and I'd really come to appreciate the effort Max, Erik, and Lane had put forth. Indeed, while I may have had to learn the hard way that new guys need some work (or at least a roommate who'd given them all the details) before flying to a different locale, I already knew that new guys need a break in intensity to get to the ultimate goal of being a long term SCM model.
Day Two would be low key: solo masturbation scenes in the lush outdoors of Hawaii, but of course, that in itself is a dilemma for the viewer. Having done this for seven years now, I know that you're likely not going to find that the hottest part of the Tropical Retreat, but I also know that pushing the guys too hard too fast causes things to snap. You can't cook a cake at 800 degrees and have it done in half the time. Killian had snapped in some way, and to get the ultimate goal requires letting the first day set in a while.
Yet having just said that, as fate would have it, the video you'll see here as Day Two won't just be solo masturbation scenes. It'll include some intense all-the-guys-together action due to something which we discovered on the island, but more on that in a minute.
Max was at end of the driveway on his podium. 
"So, Kentucky Boy, so what's going on in your neighborhood?"
"Ah, not too much. You know, just chillin'."
"So, yeah, so uh, ya been having fun so far?"
 "Oh yeah."
"It's a little different."
"A little different. Not too bad," he said simultaneously.
<g>
"You know you haven't seen anybody on a tractor or anything lately. Though they do have chickens here and I noticed earlier when you were feeding them that you knew how to feed a chicken."
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 I continued talking to each of the guys for a few minutes just to see how things were going then I went back to Max.
 Max was the first to jerk off in the vast outdoors of the lush green landscape.
Kevin was next to drop his man dress and show off his solo technique.
 Kicking it up a notch, Kevin decided a little butt play was in order as well.
Erik was third in line to reveal what he was hiding under the Hawaiian fabric.
 Erik showcased one of his best features... his very nice, round ass.
Lane was next and he wanted to pick out the location himself.
 Lane, like his roommate and best friend, also knew a little two handed action could intensify things.
Rhett was last... but he certainly wasn't least. <g>
 Rhett's enormously large member needs total concentration to do its thing.
When StraightCollegeMen.com started seven years ago, I was using a one-chip Digital 8 camcorder that recorded in standard definition. It was about the size of large hamburger. Now we use three-chip HDV camcorders which are each about the size of a large loaf of bread and just one of them costs more than the entire amount I spent to start SCM... and we recently added external mics.
The $1000+ external mic for the main camera is mounted on a custom shop-welded extension and requires an additional power supply. While the added bulk to the already large camcorder makes it weigh in at about seven and half pounds, the difference between the video quality when SCM started and where it is now is clear. Overall, a little one handed lifting on my part (think holding a bag and a half of sugar with one hand for an hour) is worth it to make the video and audio that much better.
The downside, however, which we discovered on the island, is that there's no blatant way to see that the battery for the mic's power supply is dead.
With all the things going on, it just escaped our attention... until after the shoot.
When one of the editors was reviewing the footage at the retreat shortly after we shot it, he discovered it was missing the sound. Not knowing when the battery died during the scene, or even thinking to check to see how much was recorded before the audio went out, we extended the trip another day to reshoot a new ending for one of the days. I had the editors record the noises of the surrounding jungle to replace the missing audio, and I figured we'd release the footage someway or the other.
Back here in Vegas working on the solo videos for Day Two, I realized a nice group scene would definitely be a welcomed ending to the individual excursions... even if the sound was replaced with jungle noises.
Here is that Bonus Footage...
 After sitting down in the grass, the five guys laughed with each other as they figured out how they would form the circle... from smallest to largest. <g>
 They proceeded to form a train of dick sucking.
 Three of the guys finished up by busting on Kevin's cock so he could use their nut as his lube.
 He, in turn, shot his load onto and into Rhett's mouth.
 It was a circle of five straight guys who have no qualms about throwing man-on-man caution to the wind.
Now let the voting begin!
Damn! I love my too-good-to-let-it-go-to-waste bonus footage shooting job! <G>
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