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My issue isn't even with my friends seeing it. I don't think any of them would care.
There seems to be a sort of idealism involved with porn. Get paid to fuck beautiful women, sure! But then the reality hits. I'm not big into the idea of having to perform on command; some days I'm tired or stressed or just plain not in the mood. Having to go forward anyway, and having to do it in front of an audience with a bunch of stage lights making my bare ass all hot and itchy, having to re-do different takes and having some other random person deciding when I'm to switch positions or pacing or finish... that doesn't appeal to me at all.
It's a bit like testers in the video game industry. Get paid to play video games! they say, and leave out the part that you really end up having to play level X 150 times while testing to see if doing this or that action breaks it. The reality doesn't live up to the fantasy here.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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