

Codey Steele's a Scorpio, L.A. kid from 1976, raised all squeaky-clean Mormon but running with the troublemakers who kept things interesting. His first screw happened with some girlfriend at a brand-new high school in a one-horse town—fresh meat surrounded by bored girls sick of the same old guys, so PROmiscuous was the perfect brand and he made it count. Aerospace engineering was the plan until his lifelong urge to strip for laughs pointed him toward porn. After the nine-to-five grind, he fired up Twitter just to lurk, spotted girls posting about a company in Arizona, cold-emailed them, got a shot, and dove into scenes without a clue. Three shoots a month plus the day job started getting old, then Alison Rey walked in, pulled him out for L.A. trips, and next thing he was leaving the old life behind. Loves Grandma's Boy and horror where the hero bleeds out in spectacular fashion. When he's off-set it's gym, food, travel. Shooting Pure Taboo with Bree he says the crew energy was killer, and that easy, dirty vibe made for some serious fucking. He figures people already have the thoughts, so watching them play out might just let them own their kinks, and even the pearl-clutchers can't help peeking through the curtains out of sheer curiosity. Viewers know what they're buying, and he's never been busted for anything non-consensual—everything's been green lights the whole way.

Codey Steele's a Scorpio, L.A. kid from 1976, raised all squeaky-clean Mormon but running with the troublemakers who kept things interesting. His first screw happened with some girlfriend at a brand-new high school in a one-horse town—fresh meat surrounded by bored girls sick of the same old guys, so PROmiscuous was the perfect brand and he made it count. Aerospace engineering was the plan until his lifelong urge to strip for laughs pointed him toward porn. After the nine-to-five grind, he fired up Twitter just to lurk, spotted girls posting about a company in Arizona, cold-emailed them, got a shot, and dove into scenes without a clue. Three shoots a month plus the day job started getting old, then Alison Rey walked in, pulled him out for L.A. trips, and next thing he was leaving the old life behind. Loves Grandma's Boy and horror where the hero bleeds out in spectacular fashion. When he's off-set it's gym, food, travel. Shooting Pure Taboo with Bree he says the crew energy was killer, and that easy, dirty vibe made for some serious fucking. He figures people already have the thoughts, so watching them play out might just let them own their kinks, and even the pearl-clutchers can't help peeking through the curtains out of sheer curiosity. Viewers know what they're buying, and he's never been busted for anything non-consensual—everything's been green lights the whole way.