College Candy

Ah. The sex tape. Nothing says “we like it naughty” like catching the entire thing on video.

Not only is this racy recording super hot to watch with a glass of wine and a set of lacy lingerie (oh, and your co-star), but it is also a great teaching aid to improve the happenings between your sheets. Or on the table/back of a cab/in a public bathroom, if that’s more your thing.

Even more fun than watching the video is making it. Simply setting up the tri-pod at the foot of the bed ups the bedroom-hot-factor to Wasabi standards. And bringing the camera into bed for a couple of shots allows you, director/star, to create some extremely artistic shots.

Throw in some costumes and a teacher/student scenario and you have yourself a full blown night to remember, which, coincidentally, is made even easier by the fact that you have a souvenir to take home with you. (Note: Mac users have a leg up [saucy!] on the rest of us thanks to iMovie. It is so easy to use and adds a sense of professionalism to a genre that classically offers a more “Indie” feel.)

But homemade videos aren’t always pleasure and prrrrrrr. The biggest problem with a sex tape is the tape itself. Sure, producing a home video seems like a good idea at the time; “It will be fun,” you tell yourself. “We trust each other.” Oh, and you’ve always wondered what your hind quarters looked like when you were on top.

All of that changes, however, when you find your supporting actor hooking up with some freshman ho at your best friend’s house party and find out he has been previewing said video to his entire freaking fraternity.

Or so I’ve heard….

When it comes down to it, making a video is something extremely personal, so the decision to make it must be as well. In order to enjoy the video – and any possible premieres that may come with it – I recommend checking (and standing before a mirror to check again) just how comfortable you are: with the other person; with the idea of an actual recorded video being in existence; with your skills as an actor; with the amount of cellulite on your thighs and that face you make when…well, you know.

Because it’s all ooooh’s and Oh God’s until that tape hits YouTube.