Love him or hate him, there’s simply no denying that Randy De Troit is a man who loves what he does, and what he does is make porn. Lots of it. Since 1992, De Troit has churned out nearly five hundred pornographic videos mostly catering to the fetish markets. De Troit is more than happy to share his love and knowledge of the industry, something he made clear when he established PORN-BIZ 101 in 2002, a one day seminar designed to help wannabe filmmakers and performers get into the business. Since then, he and his “students” have produced an astonishing amount of content, mostly of the amateur variety. Randy credits them with bringing a ton of new talent into the industry, talent that he himself most likely has (or will) work with.
Randy’s films are generally not well received by critics and his product seems to appeal to only two groups of people; his fans and those whose niche he caters to. The general criticisms levelled Randy are probably deserved as his films tend to drift towards the very bottom of the scale even for amateur fare (with Vivid Video Entertainment, I guess, at the other end). Shooting with cheap video cameras, in mangy hotel rooms, with sleazy, drug-addicted hookers and other shady types lingering about (sometimes in the same shot) – such is not the making of a high quality porno.
All that aside, I’m not ashamed to admit that I actually like Randy De Troit’s movies. Okay, like is not a strong enough word. I think love is the imperative word I’m looking for. The one thing I love about Randy and his movies, setting aside all the technical guffaws, is the fact that he’s a guy that just loves to fuck. Chubby women, amputees, old ladies, really old ladies, transsexuals, really ugly, mannish transsexuals, transvestites, midgets and even men; Randy has bedded down with them all. It’s that variety, that spice of life, that cinema verite realism, that I find most appealing. Even though he describes himself as “straight” and as a “romantic” in his MySpace profile, the fact of the matter is the guy is an equal opportunity stud — happily sticking his Shawn Diesel-sized cock into any and all comers. The fact that he’s actually ruggedly handsome, has a great attitude and is blessed with a sex drive that would rival that of any of the twenty year old males currently pumping puss in the contemporary porn arena, it’s of little wonder why he’s still working nearly twenty years after getting his start.
The first girl to get Randy’s giant popcan-thick sausage in her mouth is Tiny Paradise. Possibly the most inappropriate name I’ve heard, Tiny isn’t much paradise, at least not visually. I’m guessing Randy picked her up on a street corner (as I’m sure he did with all the ladies in the cast). There’s another guy sitting in the room, but we never see more than his ankle. Tiny is a bottom of the barrel hood rat, black, with greasy black dreads pulled back tight against her scalp (short/shaved at the back), horrible facial acne — lots of scars on her cheeks (Randy calls her a “dot face”), ugly blemishes on her body, small droopy tits and no belly tone. Randy, in his usual macho way, tells her to “put that little thing in your mouth.” De Troit is probably most famous for having a deep, masculine voice, and his added commentary ratchets up the heat. Here Tiny gets to work sucking his huge cock, lodging it in her cheek and fucking it with her mouth. His sausage slowly gets bigger the more she works on it. In between calling him “daddy” and jamming his beast into her cheek, she also manages to fulfill is request that she suck on his balls. Eventually, it all gets to be too much for poor old Randy, and he’s forced to unload his hot genetic cargo across her disgusting acne scarred face. Maybe his white love will help with those zits, but Tiny doesn’t seem all that interested in finding out. Randy gives her permission to run and clean it off. She does.
Randy seems far more responsive towards the next black girl, Missy Tie. “Okay Tie, just do your stuff,” Randy whispers. That’s all the encouragement Tie needs to get to work on that pop can-sized mammoth which is positioned in front of her face. Randy is beside himself, muttering, “Oh, that’s perfect, baby. That’s perfect.” Missy is cute but chubby (Randy calls her a “blubber top” in the video synopsis), has long black dreads pulled back against her scalp and dangling over her shoulders, a left nostril piercing and nice sized tits.
Randy claims that she has a tattoo but I’ll have to take his word for it since I couldn’t see it. She seems to know her way around a cock, something both Randy and Missy’s boyfriend (seated behind her, but who’s face is never shown) agree about. Again, Randy instructs her to lick his balls. She does briefly, before getting back to work making love to the monster with her mouth. She rubs his bulbous cockhead against her face, letting Randy release his hot creamy load across her mouth and cheeks. She keeps her mouth closed. “Go get yourself cleaned up,” Randy mutters, sounding disgusted. When she rises to her feet, we see that Missy is probably 250 pounds.
Amani is the next girl who gets suck the cum out of Randy’s balls and she isn’t that bad in comparison to the rest of the gals assembled. She’s black, has a greasy black afro, nice big tits and an ugly scar inside her right breast, possibly from a burn or a bullet wound. Oh, I’m not shitting. Physical imperfections aside, the girl has a great attitude. She works over Randy’s cock and balls like a pro in a lengthy scene that is about as playful and romantic as a Randy De Troit scene gets. At one point she actually stops and asks him if she’s biting him. Randy assures her that it’s fine. He’s lying. In the synopsis, Randy admits that she was biting him, which explains why he elected to jerk himself off instead of letting her bring out the cum with her mouth. Eventually he gets her to use two fingers to stroke his behemoth but it doesn’t work, so he moves her to the floor where he pops across face and into her open mouth. Judging from the laughing in the room, there’s at least one other girl there, and everyone is having a ball.
The last gal on the docket is the grandmotherly Chilly in her debut film. At first I thought Chilly was a dude. Seriously, if it weren’t for the droopy tits, I’d swear that she was either a man or a transsexual. She is black, older (looks like an older black grandmother), has short-cropped dykish black hair (very greasy), acne covering both cheeks, a hard knowing face, small chiclet teeth (yuck!), big dark rings around her eyes — both of which appear bloodshot, a bony but nice frame, big hoop earrings and saggy tits. Her voice is very masculine or baritone-sounding, almost to the point where she and Randy are competing for who’s got the sexier voice. Chilly seems to absolutely know how to suck a man’s cock but has trouble getting it all the way down her throat. Apparently she’s afraid she’ll joke or… puke. Randy isn’t as vocal as he usually is with the younger girls, letting her work it out on her own. The scene is surprisingly erotic. She eventually gets him hot enough that he spurts a huge gusher across her face. She lovingly rubs his erupting cock across her mouth, cheeks, neck, nose and forehead. “It’s a cumbath,” Randy mutters, before filming her running into the bathroom. In a bizarre moment, Randy leaves the camera sitting stationary on the floor facing directly at the bathroom that Chilly has just rushed into. For some reason the scene doesn’t cut. Instead, it lingers on the door for three solid minutes. Just when I thought De Troit was trying to be all artistic or something, the sound of snorting can be heard faintly and it’s coming from the other side of the door. WTF? Could it be what I think it is? I’m gonna say, probably not. Randy might be a pervert, but he isn’t a bastard. According to Randy, he would bring Chilly back for a’Ragin’ Cajun’ volume. Not sure which one, though?
Last time I checked,Randy was currently up to volume 58 in his “Headmaster” series. He also has two all-oral sex spin-offs; “Tranny Master”, which has two volumes, and which features horny transsexuals working over Randy’s massive beefstick; and “Gump Master” a series in which Randy gives some of his more eager fan boys the opportunity to suck his massive pussy-buster. Yes, you heard that right.
Most of Randy’s library of film works has fallen into complete obscurity, as the lifespan for amateur fare is rarely more than a few years, at best. Thankfully, ”Headmaster 21″ is still available at a few outlets. There’s also a listing for the film at the iafd.com.