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Scott O'Hara (poz porn star)


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Said to have 'The Biggest Dick in San Francisco, It was no wonder he was in demand. Died on February 18, 1998. He was 36.He believed he blessed with HIV in 1981. Aids battle with O'Hara began in 1987, when he noticed a lesion on his leg. O'Hara dismissed the lesion as a burn, but in September, 1989 he recognized it as Kaposi's sarcoma. Then O'Hara discovered he had lymphoma in 93. From May, 1993 to May, 1994 he wrestled the disease into remission. It was toward the end of this struggle against cancer, in April of 1994, that O'Hara had "HIV+" tattooed on his left bicep (mmmmmmmm).

The bug means business though and O'Hara was hospitalized for several days at San Francisco General in feb 98, was lucid and in little pain as both he and his huge poz cock prepared for what they knew was their coming death. O'Hara suffered total renal failure and passed away late on the night of February 18th

Place of birth: Grants Pass, Oregon, United States of America .Place of death: San Francisco

.Cause of death: AIDS

.Country of nationality: United States of America

.Height: 5'3''

.Profession: Pornographic actor

.Places lived: Grants Pass

San Francisco

Cazenovia

In Your Wildest Dreams (video)

1988 Double Standards (video)

1988 Head Over Heels (video)

1987 Switch Hitters II: Swinging Both Ways (video)

1985 Below the Belt (video)

Brick

1985 Sgt. Swann's Private Files (video)

1985 The Other Side of Aspen II (video)

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whoever writes these passages is sick as fuck, this was a real man, who DIED, as in gone forever, leaving his loved ones behind. I highly doubt this Scoot was happy with dying at a young age. He wasnt "blessed", he is died. Real people loved him, and would be sick to there stomachs by calling the timing is death a "blessing", because common sense tells you it wasnt a blessing........

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Batnap has never read anything Scott wrote. He lived a short but fulfilling life. He embraced hiv back when it wasn't cool. A big fan of bathhouses, that's partly what Steam was about, he vowed to never use rubber. One of his favorite activities was to jerk his cock off inside a guys ass while fisting him. Sex was a natural part of his life. It was nothing to be ashamed of. He was never ashamed to have hiv. A lot of people miss Scott--family, friends, fans and readers. I am happy he lived his life on his terms and not by someone's narrow minded rules or beliefs. You should at least have some knowledge of what you are talking about before spewing garbage. You are the type of person Scott railed against. I met him a few times when he lived in Wisconsin and I was in Chicago. He was always fun to be around. I am glad he is in my memories. He was a proud gay, hiv positive guy.

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he was an inspiration to short, goofy, overendowed men like me. his work onscreen inspired a lot of my adult sex life (including jacking off up a guy's ass). and his offscreen work and life made a diffreence to me as well.

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He was a complex guy. I only knew him in the 90's - I played with him on a number of occasions when he was in NYC - the photographer for whom I used to pose for coffee table books and gay mags was a very close friend of Scott's and that's how I got to know him. I wound up writing a number of articles for his personal publication "STEAM" back in the mid-90s (I still have my copies). He could be kind and sweet, and he could be cold and dismissive - he was, like all of us, human. He had flaws and virtues but the nice guy was the one who was most frequently around and the numerous small group sex sessions I had with him were frankly a blast. He did feel his HIV was a gift, and did not look forward to his death with regret - and apparently kept that attitude until the end, though I did not see him in his last 18 months. He supported some causes I personally find questionable but also fought passionately for LGBT rights. And though I've been POZ since '85 at least, I do not embrace death the way he did, and I have never been able to wrap my mind around that mindset, I simply can only acknowledge that it exists... saint? sinner? How about a realistic combination of both. He was a shrewd observer of human foibles; an intelligent conversationalist on social and political matters and a fun sex partner. I look back on him fondly if bemusedly.

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Scott lived briefly in Memphis, TN. I wouldn't say we dated, but we knew each other, had sex a couple of times. In 'Autopornography' he writes about the curse of a big dick -- men scraped it with their teeth and found it too big to sit on. I was always afraid he was writing about me.

I visited him in SF and we went shopping together. We bought matching corset forms. No reason -- they were just there!

Anyway, he was a great guy and I miss him.

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I met him just a couple of times--once when some friends brought him over and we sat on my suburban Chicago front porch rather shyly, talking about our shared favorite writer (the only fiction writer whose work appeared in Steam), and once when we made out in an SF sex house but didn't get around to fucking.

His writing was always engaging and intelligent.

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I met Scott while in the porn business and I was scheduled back in 2005 to be in a porn where he would bareback and Hollywood breed me (shoot a volley of cum on the ass and then push it back into the ass). There was some problems on the set and the filming was canceled and never rescheduled.

However me and Scott became friends and he would call me a couple times every month and we would get into a Q&A/debate about God and social issues.

I knew he was really depressed and even advised him to seek out some help. We talked about his depression a little bit but I would never of thought he was suicidal in any way.... guess I was wrong.

Anyway, I know I will miss him and his calls along with that ever promise to sink his dick in me good and deposit his gift.

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