from www.adultcybermart.com – For a man whose dick this time last year was a faucet of spouting blood, Prince Yahshua today is watering a very lucrative patch of territory he’s created for himself and his company Silverback Entertainment.

We talked this week, and I asked him what he was doing in Chicago before making his transition to Porn Valley and that fateful date with an emergency room.

“I was a drug dealer,” the Prince smiles without hesitation. With that answer, I knew this was going to be a good interview. Like the time the Prince lost his virginity at age 11 [he calls it ”rape”] to three female cousins aged 16, 17 and 18 – the sexual equivalent of converting bowling’s 1-7-10 split.

“It was the craziest thing,” he recalls.

“I had no idea what was going on, but I’ve been a devilish guy ever since.”

Because there was the devil to pay, the Prince will be forever associated with that squeamish incident last summer involving his Johnson. The Prince is asked for more details. Like the uncle who’s forever asked to repeat an urban legend at family gatherings, he obliges. The man is extremely polite, I’ll give him that much.

As he tells it, the Prince was scheduled for a location shoot with West Coast Productions.

“The big hoopla was this girl Bethany Benz aka Caviar from a reality show,” he explains.

[See www.adultfyi.com/read.php?ID=43518 for our interview with Benz.]

While the Prince will concede that Benz is “a very beautiful woman,” working with her was against his better judgment, and he was reluctant to do the scene. Though he finally agreed to it.

“I truly understood what the term eye candy means. She was pretty to look at. But when it comes to our ‘art form’ she hasn’t mastered it at all.”

As he walked on the set, Prince noticed a full bottle of liquor in one of the cabinets. He asked who it belonged to and was told it was Benz’s.

“I have a general rule that I don’t film a girl under the influence,” he states.

“If you need to be under the influence to do what a billion people love to do every day I think there’s something wrong with you.”

Prince took a shower. By the time he was done, the liquor bottle had been polished off. Not to say Benz knocked off that much alcohol in record time, but it does present some intriguing questions. The thought occurred to Prince as well.

“There was nobody else on the set drinking,” he points out.

As the scene began, the first position was cowgirl. The scene wasn’t going well so the suggestion was to flip Benz into the reverse cowgirl position. A lot of what happens next is what Prince attributes to Benz’s alleged intoxication.

“In the porn world this is a position where you have to be on each other’s motion.”

From the sounds of it, two forms were gamely humping, except Benz was heading for San Diego whereas Prince was looking for the San Francisco off ramp. They were not in sync.

“She was flopping up and down, and I’m going to the director what the fuck is this girl doing? As a result my dick hits the inner wall of her pelvis.”

According to Prince, the next thing you heard was a loud crack. It was not a ball coming off a baseball bat. His whole body tensed and he threw Benz off. Prince stood up and was spraying the director [Terry Burton of West Coast Productions], who was standing about eight feet away from him, with blood. Prince’s first thought was that he was okay and it wasn’t as bad as it looked.

“But the blood isn’t stopping. It was like spraying water from your garden hose.”

Prince’s first reaction was to squeeze his dick to stop the bleeding although it began swelling up like a balloon.

“The director said, ‘Prince ya gotta let go.’ When I let go, with the blood, it looked like five people had been massacred.”

Working on adrenaline, Prince wasn’t feeling the pain. He was handed a bath towel and wrapped it about himself. Instead of waiting for an ambulance, Prince had someone drive him to the hospital which was about nine miles away.

“Lucky for me there were two other guys there my size. They picked me up and put me in back of a truck. I was surprised the truck didn’t flip over because we did 110 going all the way down that hill, blowing lights and getting me to the hospital, Encino Medical Center, the best people in the world. Thank you, Jesus.”

According to Prince, who was then lapsing in and out of consciousness, the nurses began cutting his clothes off with scissors. They freaked out thinking he had been shot. He assured them otherwise. Then they assumed he had been stabbed. He told them, no.

“I was leaning over, so when I leaned back and took the towel off of me, they thought I was shot in the dick. I said, no.”

Two of the nurses nearly passed out when they saw that Prince’s dick was, by now, the size of one of his arms. He explained that he was in the middle of a sex act when his dick snapped. He was wheeled into the room to see a doctor.

“Some little Jewish man walks in, an older guy, and asks what’s wrong. I go oh my God, doc, my dick, my dick! He’s calm, cool and collected. He was pissing me off over how calm he was. He pulls out this little needle and says this will make you feel better. Two seconds later I was in Disneyland.”

Prince was informed that he needed immediate surgery and was asked who his insurance carrier was. Three months earlier he had dropped his policy and relayed the bad news.

“We may not be able to treat you here; we’ll have to send you to LA County,” the attending physician tells him.

“If you don’t have insurance this makes it difficult.”

Prince’s girlfriend at the time, Aryanna Starr, arrived at the hospital. While she was hugging Prince, the doctor noticed that she had Prince’s name on her arm.

He took off his glasses and said, “Your name is Prince?” He next asked,
“This happened to you performing a sex act?”

“I was, yeah,” answers Prince.

“He said can everyone leave the room for a second. After they did, he asked me, ’by any chance do they call you the Black Assassin?’ Yes, sir, that’s what I’m known as in the porn world. He goes, ‘I know you.’”

The doctor, reputed to be the best penis doctor in the state of California, then relates a story about how his daughter who lives with them had one of Prince’s movies. They found her watching it when they returned home early from an engagement. The name of the movie was Black Assassin 5. The doctor confiscated the movie and watched it the next day.

“Dude, you’re fucking bananas!” the doctor told Prince, marveling how Prince tosses girls around like hot cakes.

“I’m a fan of yours,” continues the doctor.

“You being a porn star, do you have any money saved? Do you have some good money saved because, if you do, I’ll keep you here and do the procedure myself. I’ll keep you here.”

In what was almost flea market-style bargaining, they came to terms; and 3½ hours later, Prince woke from successful emergency surgery thinking that under other circumstances he might not be able to piss straight much less have anything to piss with.

I was curious how much this procedure set him back. Prince isn’t saying other than to comment, “Let’s say it was a very good number. A high number but lucky for me I don’t drink, I don’t smoke, I don’t get high, so I save my money.”

With nearly 50 stitches on and around the outer rim of his dick, Prince was in the hospital for about a week, and it took nearly five months to recuperate. He was only able to sleep two hours a night because the pain was so intense. During that time his weight dropped from 205 to 140 pounds. He’s regained the weight. But, because he wasn’t able to work, he lost some of his assets including one of his cars and nearly lost his company.

“The accident set me back close to $150,000.”

Benz subsequently contacted Prince on Twitter, apologizing. Realizing it was a freak accident, Prince told her it wasn’t a problem. They spoke maybe two more times when Prince got wind that Benz may have been beaten up in New York.

“There was a show in New York,” he continues, “and a lot of the older girls in the porn business asked her if she was the girl involved in the accident and broke Prince’s dick”.

Benz was asked by the women how she felt and replied with what was considered a wrong answer: “If he didn’t know what he was doing, that’s on him.”

“Every time I heard about it I would put out bulletins on Facebook, Twitter and call people to leave this girl alone,” says Prince.

“If she’s ignorant enough to believe that, let her have it. If God has blessed me to be okay and work again, let it go.”

What really bothered him was the fact that Prince was also hearing comments criticizing him for working excessively and that it was good that he was gone because he couldn’t have been the best if something like that happened.

“I was, like, what? Are you serious? This was a life and death experience. My doctor told me if I had waited for an ambulance I would have been the first guy to die on a porn set. The blood loss was crazy and it poisoned me. Medically, my urethra was slashed and with the blood coming out, it entered my urine.”

According to Prince, the doctors also wanted him to take pills to make sure his dick didn’t get hard involuntarily, especially in the mornings when he woke up. Or else he’d bust the stitches.

“I go, excuse me? Needless to say I declined to take the pills.”

Under those circumstances, you’d expect to be paranoid to even consider working again.

“You have to pay the bills,” Prince laughs, noting that as he felt stronger and ready to make his comeback, several girls helped him through trial runs.

“I was nervous but it worked; then I made an announcement that I was ready to get back to work.”

Though still 20 pounds below his normal weight, Prince’s first scene back was with West Coast Productions, and it went great he says. After hitting the weights he’s back to his normal self.

“It’s no secret,” he goes on to say.

“Every day I say a prayer because I’m scared. I have a deep passion for my job and love it. I treat it like a business. I’m a lot more careful.”

After his accident, Prince suspects that people, out of curiosity, hired him just to see what happened and what he looked like.

Although his mother’s been calling him “Prince” since he was a toddler, he added “Yahshua” about 17 years ago when he was looking to change his name. A close friend was a Hebrew-Israelite and asked Prince to attend classes with him.

“I said no, I can’t do that. He said come on. I ended up going. When they pray they give all blessings to Yahweh. As soon as I heard the name Yahshua, I go what does that name mean?

“I went to the Elder and asked a question. Would I be wrong if I wanted to take up that name? This was the coolest old man I ever met. He said if Yahweh is the father and Yahshua is the son who does that make him to you? I go, my brother. He said why would you be wrong in taking up your brother’s name?

“That day forward if you didn’t call me Prince Yahshua I didn’t respond to you. It’s been that way ever since.”

Although he was just going by the name “Prince” when he began working in the industry the Yahshua name stuck. If people criticize his adoption of it, Prince has a ready answer for them.

“Our brother didn’t hangout with corporate executives and people from Fortune 500,” he says.

“He hung out in the dens of thieves with hustlers and hos. If it was good enough for him, it was good enough for me, and I respect it highly as such.”

When he was living in Chicago with a girl named Malibu, she wanted to move to California. Whereas Prince wasn’t at all interested.

“I didn’t want to be anywhere where the ground moved,” he laughs.

Prince took some pictures of them together and sent them to various porn companies like Zero Tolerance, Evil Angel and West Coast. In the replies, he was told unless his girl was physically in California there wasn’t much to say or do about the situation. West Coast Productions, though, inquired about his availability and said if he could do what he was doing in the pictures they might have a job for him. They flew him out, and Prince has been working ever since.

“I tried out for them and two days later, they signed me to an exclusive deal.”

“Being a drug dealer, didn’t you take a salary cut?” he’s asked.

Prince said no, that after that first monthly check from West Coast, he was convinced otherwise.

“Porn totally changed my whole life. For someone like me raised on the streets, this is a true testament. The drug game was over.”

Prince, who plans on writing a book, went on to form his own company Silverback Entertainment in 2008. His new feature Interracial Heaven will be out this week and, later, his “masterpiece” titled “Undisputed”.

Asked to explain the thought behind that, Prince said, after he got better he was going to put out a movie proving who he was.

“I’m an aggressive performer,” Prince declares.

“That’s why my company is called Silverback Entertainment. It means no lovemaking allowed. If you’re not gorilla fucking, there’s no need for you to be here.”