Jason

Jason has a wicked sense of humour. His partners would describe it as irrepressible and devilishly clever; his victims would describe it as darkly ingenious - if they could. You need a very flexible mental attitude when you're a professional assassin and Jason's sense of humour provides an incalculable edge. Originally recruited and trained by MI5, he grew tired of the conventions and strictures placed upon him - and much to the consternation and chagrin of his handlers and superiors, he went freelance - or in their parlance, "rogue". Known as "The Joker" in international circles, Jason's services are highly compensated and his results are always spectacular. He loves a challenge - Jason will only take on an assignment which he knows he can make into a work of art. He also brings the same dedication and creativity to his personal life as he does to his work - you never know what he's going to come up with, but you can always be guaranteed it will be amazing.

Jason truly enjoys his intimate encounters and takes his time - "After all," he has said, "dessert should come at the END of the meal, right?" He can keep his buddy on the edge of release for hours and when the time comes, the culmination is the stuff of legends. Jason's favorite position is to have his partner on his back - he loves to see the emotions cross his lover's face as he thrusts into them. He enjoys running his fingers through his partner's hair and gently stroking his face, chest and back during long, deep kissing sessions before (and particularly) after, and often tickles his buddy into exhaustion - just for the fun of it.

Although completely unsubstantiated, there is a recurrent rumour that Jason is Duncan's baby brother.

A friend and I were having a discussion in work about the recent Nicole Kidman movie, "The Invasion" and how the quality of most movies have seriously deteriorated over the years. We got around to talking about the movies of the 1940's and how the important the plots and dialogues were since everything was watched by censors - that was the Golden Age of the double entendre. We were also speaking about how the costumes - while not as revealing as the ones today - provided a great deal more to the imagination and were incredibly sumptuous - and typified the adage "less (revealing) is more (appealing)". That what was running through my mind as I looked at myself in the "Artist" mask - a bit of classy Golden Age rogue and an apparently restrained demeanor through which a wicked sense of humor peeks ...

Danny

Danny - a policeman framed for a murder he didn't commit, he was sentenced to 30 years in one of the state's worst prisons. Being incarcerated brings a host of dangers, but being a cop increased it a thousandfold. Danny was systematically abused by both inmates and guards and to his surprise found his relationships in prison were more arousing and filling (in more ways than one!) than those he had had as a free man. After finding his place in the prison hierarchy, he also began to enjoy the task of "breaking in" new inmates. After seven long years, the conspiracy was uncovered, Danny was released and reinstated to his former position with a full pardon. He was, however, a changed man. Not only had he plated himself with an additional 20 pounds of hard and hard-won muscle, he found that he wanted - no, needed - his relations with his buddies hard and rough.

Everything now is a matter of aggression and dominance - if he can force his buddy into submission - which he usually can - he will take him brutally. Over and over again. He enjoys breaking men - physically and mentally.

In those rare cases where he is the loser, being beaten and topped by a man who can best Danny is enough to drive this LEO over the edge.

I find with the "Derl" molds are the most eerily fitting on my face - and it's also quite eerie how one's voice and mannerisms can change based on the mask being worn. The name of this mask - The Recidivist - did help direct the thought processes a bit, but I was thinking "cop" when I pulled it on and looked in the mirror. Also, I have to admit that there are a number of superb YouTube videos with both a police and punk/thug theme using this mask, so I wasn't completely free from any undue influence. The concept of "distorting a virtue" versus "developing a vice" appealed to me and I can really get into Danny's dual nature ...

Lane

Lane is a hard-working ranch hand that knows how to get down and have a good time after a hard day's labor. The smell and feel of sweat-soaked skin is a definite turn-on for this cowboy, and he knows how to put rope to good use. He treats his buddies the same way he breaks in stallions - gently. Soft spoken and a little on the taciturn side, he believes actions speak louder than words.

Lane has very sensitive fingertips - he loves stroking his buddy's arms, chest and flanks - once he gets a bit lower, the right type of massage can send his pardner over the edge. Another favorite of his is long and slow kisses, starting at the neck and working down the torso, and eventually he uses those lips to work his magic in the most unimaginable spots.

He's always been a master at riding "stallions" - the bigger, the better. There seems to be an almost mystical connection between our cowboy here and the "stallion" he's riding. Lane used to work the professional rodeo circuit and between daily workouts and chores maintains that muscular sinewy body that provides not only an eyeful to his friends, but (several) mouthfuls too!

I really have to compliment Greyland - these masks are the epitome of comfort and sensuality. This particular mask is called the "Gomer" - also a part of the Derl Faces collection. No eye surgery here - I just slipped it on and it fit perfectly. I initially tried this on with a polo shirt and I was getting a definite western/cowboy vibe from it - so I took out my cowboy shirt from an old costume and the belt that went with it - it was a perfect match. I do have a nice pair of cognac-colored leather shotgun chaps - they needed a little zipper surgery and they are on their way back to me. I'll post another entry when I get them back.

Duncan

Duncan - is a master thief and the more brazen and spectacular the job, the better he likes it. He is a take-charge type of guy - he knows what he wants and he does whatever it takes to get it. Sometimes it's a quiet word, other times it can get more physical. Nothing gets the blood pumping like a hard slap across the face. Or twisting someone's arm up and behind their back and then slowly kissing down their neck. He's never afraid to get his hands dirty. Duncan's icy demeanor belies the burning passions which drive him - he never gets angry - he gets even. Duncan cultivates an enigmatic and sinister air - you are well advised to never get on his bad side. He uses his incredible intellect and analytical skills to read anyone like a book - he knows how to push all the right buttons and have you on your knees (or back) and begging for more.

Duncan has several piercings and two full tattoo sleeves. He likes guys with similar tastes in ink - Japanese, tribal blackwork and traditional metal. The more the better.

Well, "Duncan" is my first Greyland mask after the hookup with Andy. This is the "Felix" mask from Greyland's "Derl Faces" collection. These really fit my face very well. The mask originally had filled-in blue eyes, but I found them rather disturbing. I like my own eyes looking back at me, so a little surgery with a pair of manicure scissors and I was set. Looking at Duncan in the mirror, I was reminded of Alan Rickman as Hans Gruber in the original "Die Hard" movie. The way he portrayed the quintessential "bad guy" struck a chord with this mask.

The tattoo sleeves were accomplished by using Tinsley Tattoo Sleeves which look amazingly realistic - sometimes all it takes is wearing a watch or short gauntlet - depending on the time of year and how tan I get.