If the career that these three men shared was in the world of business, culinary arts, medicine or something similar that most people would consider commonplace, that might very well be the cue for the *de rigeur* closing line-"And they lived happily ever after." But like Jason, Blake Harper and Colton Ford were stars in the world of gay porn. How serious? When Colton presented the idea of getting out of the business they were in and entering the world of music, not only did Blake agree, but he decided to make an exit as well, opting to pursue his own dream of becoming an actor. The sparks that Blake had in his last relationship? Now with Colton, it was an entire fireworks display, and Blake knew he was dead serious about keeping this relationship going. Then, a few years later, lightning struck again for Blake, this time in the form of a remarkable guy called Colton Ford. Unfortunately, in the case of Blake and Jason, the latter was true, and with heavy hearts, they went their separate ways. As in any coupling where each person has their own career, especially when it's in the same field and one person might be enjoying a little more success than his mate, the risk of a relationship implosion is great.sometimes it can be overcome, other times, it can't be. But alas, it seemed too good to last, and as it turned out, it was. The two met while working, and sparks flew. In the course of his work and the fame he garnered, he met an equally well-known, adept guy named Jason Branch. Now Blake was considered 'tops' in his field, one of the best there was at what he did. Once upon a time, or maybe twice, there was a man who took the name Blake Harper. The story of a rise, a fall and the struggle to rise again. As a documentary, "Naked Fame" won't make Errol Morris shake in his boots, but it's certainly an interesting glimpse of ordinary people trying to cope in a surreal profession. But he soldiers on, supported by an apparently devoted partner (fellow porn star Blake Harper) and amazingly understanding parents, and despite the pale efforts of his pathetic "manager". Ford would have been much better off choosing to be a rock or cabaret singer. Never mind that the only "stars" in that field are black female divas, and even they only enjoy a level of fame just a notch above that of a gay male porn star. Yet Ford's naiveté, at first sad, ultimately comes across as somewhat charming as he chooses dance music as his genre. I was not expecting to have much sympathy for a forty-ish gay man, who has enjoyed fame on what has to be one of the lowest rungs of the celebrity ladder, believing he has any chance of success in the youth-obsessed, very heterosexual world of pop music. Actually, I'm not sure what I was expecting other than a few gratuitous shots of star Colton Ford's body (check) and some insights into the "private" life of a male porn star (check). This documentary about a gay porn star's quest to embark on a singing career has surprisingly more depth than I was expecting.