Alan the Pentecostal Porn Star didn't like telling celebrity dating or hookup stories: "Does being on tv automatically make guys hotter? Does it give them a bigger cock? What's the point?"
But when he set his mind to it, he had some good stories: he dated David Johnson, son of the professor on Gilligan's Island; two of the male cast members of M*A*S*H (not Alan Alda); and Land of the Lost star Wesley Eure.
West Hollywood, June 1979
In May 1978, three days after graduating from ultra-fundamentalist Waynesburg College in rural Pennsylvania, Alan arrived in the gay ghetto of West Hollywood. It was the halcyon days of sexual excess, after Gay Liberation but before AIDS, when there were enough bars and bathhouses in town to fill every night with dates and tricks. And he dated and tricked with the best of them.
In the spring of 1979, he met Donnie, a production manager/stage manager/general factotum at CBS. They had sex once, then became friends, as was the custom in those day. He told Alan about his gay sex party with Sid Krofft and Jack Wild, star of the Saturday-morning kidvid show H.R. Pufnstuf.
"I always thought those boys on the Krofft shows were gay. Butch Patrick on Lidsville...Johnny Whitaker on Sigmund and the Sea Monsters...."
"Well, there was some casting couch stuff going on with Sid, but those guys were mostly straight. Other than Jack Wild, the only one I know for sure is gay is Wesley Eure."
The last of the Krofft Shows, Land of the Lost (1974-1976), was the most ambitious. A whole family -- father, son, and daughter -- trapped in a prehistoric world with dinosaurs, evil reptilian Sleestaks, and helpful humanoid Pakuni.. They hire Star Trek alumni as writers, and a UCLA linguist to invent the Pakuni language. And instead of their usual fey prettyboys, they got a real rugged outdoorsman to play the son.
A little old for a Krofft boy, age 23 when the show began, Wesley Eure was tall and buffed, with black curly hair and a dazzling teen-idol smile. He was a talented singer, selected to replace David Cassidy on The Partridge Family, and a classically-trained dramatic actor who had performed Shakespeare and Eugene O'Neill. Yet he didn't balk at being chased by dinosaurs every week."How do you know he's gay?" Alan asked. "Have you tricked with him?"
Donnie laughed. "Not tricked, no -- we dated. Candy, flowers, a soda with two straws, a kiss on the doorstep, the whole romantic bit. But he dumped me after the third date."
"Things getting too real for him?"
"I was getting too out for him. He's strictly closeted."
"Closeted, in 1979? That's ridiculous!" Alan exclaimed. "Being gay is legal now. Willie Brown is on our side. There are gay characters on tv all the time. What's he got to be afraid of? Give me this guy's number, and I'll pull him out of the closet."
"What makes you think you're his type?"
Alan grinned. "Have you seen my cock lately? I'm everybody's type."
The full story, with nude photos and explicit sexual situations, is on Tales of West Hollywood.