Yeah I Said It

Snoop Droppin it Like It's Hot

2005-05-24T11:46:00.000-04:00

Not Really A Wet Dream but Whoa,This is supposedly secretly taken by a female who was gonna give SNOOP DoGG head.Drop it like it's hot!

Single and Ready to Mingle

2005-05-24T10:54:00.000-04:00

Sorry for not updating in a while but I have been crazeee busy with finals and rehearsals for my upcoming auditions lata this week and still my regular gig as a personal asst for up and coming BLoGStAr Holiday N.One audition is a surprise that I can't talk about but the other is for Ciara's BET Awards performance,which might lead to a spot on her upcoming tour.That's a good look for me.I'm not nervous,I just feel like I need to fill my day with as many dance classes as possible because the last professional thing I've done was Christina Aguilera's Can't Hold Us Down video.I have to brush op on my gymnastics cuz there's gonna be some flipping I heard.
Me and Maurice decided to change the direction of our relationship to friends with benefits.Which means the fucking stays without the rules of the relationship.I guess this situation is better because it just was not working with both of us putting a metaphorical condom on our relationship like we're scared of catching the dreaded disease love.Sad.
I posted last time that if He didn't say anything stupid he would have the best sex he ever had,well he didn't have the sex because we didn't have the break up where he'd never get no nookie again.
Funny Poem by Unknown
To Think I met Him On Christopher St.(part1)
One day I was bored, I had nothing to do,
With nothing to do, you'd be bored. Wouldn't You?
So I sat by my window and feeling so sad,
Thought, "Maybe I'll answer a personal ad"
But nothing delighted me, no little gems
And why doesn't anyone like fats or fems?
So I left my apartment to find someone sweet
And jumped on the subway to Christopher Street
And, once I got down there, I went to a bar.
I don't really drink -- but that's where men are!
I saw guys who were hot, and guys who were not,
I saw guys drinking bourbon, at four bucks a shot
There were men wearing boots and men wearing sandals
Men who were buff and men with love handlesI
saw guys wearing suede from their head to their toe
And a couple of queens who had let themselves go!
Then one little jerk just gave me such attitude
That I told this young fellow, "I think that you're rude!
What makes you think that you're such a big deal?"
Then I snapped him three times and I turned on my heel
Out on the street, I looked to and fro
I was looking for love but had nowhere to go
But then from a distance I heard such a roar
Id never heard anything like it before!
Then down the street came the gay pride parade
"With all of these guys I'm just bound to get laid!"
Then a huge cheer thundered up from the crowd
Then the noise of the engines. My God, they were loud!

THE END IS NEAR

2005-05-20T10:07:00.000-04:00

It's starting to come near the end for me and my baby Maurice.The fire of a few months ago is really going out fast and I'm sure that's what we both want is fire.That's why we probably never totally committed to each other.I can't say if I'm upset or not,actually I'm not.We are gonna stay friends and who the hell knows the future?On the upside I will be dating and fucking like a man out of jail this summer LOLOLOL.He told me tonight we have to talk and I'm sure it's the talk.And as long as he don't say nothing stupid,he will have the best sex he's ever had tonight.
Joke O' the Day
A gay man, finally deciding he could no longer hide his sexuality from his parents, went over to their house, and found his mother in the kitchen cooking dinner. He sat down at the kitchen table, let out a big sigh, and said, "Mum, I have something to tell you: I'm gay."
His mother made no reply or gave any response, and the guy was about to repeat it to make sure she'd heard him, when she turned away from the pot she was stirring and said calmly, "You're gay, doesn't that mean you have oral sex with other men?"
The guy said nervously, "Uh, yeah, Mum, that's right."
His mother went back to stirring the pot, then suddenly whirled around and WHACKED him over the head with her spoon and said, "Don't you EVER complain about the taste of my cooking again!"

WET DREAM LATINO STYLE

2005-05-19T11:01:00.000-04:00

EL LATINO SUENO MOJADO DE LA DIA

MM MM GOOD

2005-05-19T10:57:00.000-04:00

mm..MM..MM BUENO

2005-05-19T10:54:00.000-04:00

FOR ALL GOING TO PUERTO RICO
LATINO WET DREAM O' THE DAY

THE LAST TIME I CALLED THE CHATLINE

2005-05-19T00:20:00.000-04:00

I've been reading all these peoplez posts about going to Puerto Rico on Memorial Day and I'm hella jealous.I never been,but I have dated a Rican or 2 or 3 in my day and I had one of my worst experiences with one.
It was a couple of years ago back when I'd first learn of that summer's addiction,the chatline.
I had been on for at least 40 minutes when I got a message from a deep voiced rough sounding papi.He said my voice was sexy and my stats sounded on point.We talked for about 15 minutes before he said we should meet up.I learned that he was a former boxer that teaches martial arts.He's 25,6'2",180 lbs, muscular,braids,nice ass and a fat dick.I was open,or soon to be.We met up at a McDonald's around his way in Harlem.He had a gorgeous face with a cut above his right eye,juicy lips and a nose ring.I was open.We ate and we talked about Britney Spears whom I was a dancer for at the time.He asked did I wanna go back to his place to look at his big ass t.v. I went. When we got to his apartment I could hear the barking of what sounded like a HUGE friggin dog,he sensed my hesitation and said he was very friendly.I got inside and and his house was gorgeous,he turned on the big ass t.v. and put on a porno,lit some candles and asked could he massage me.He did.His strong calloused hands felt mad good against my back,he pulled down my pants and boxers and proceeded to feel on my ass and kiss my ass and lick my ass and well y'know,the tongue went in and out a couple of times.Then out of nowhere his big ass pitbull comes from out the living room and jumps on the bed barking inches from my face almost literally scaring the shit out of me,which would not have been good for the rican.The rican kept telling the dog to shutdafuckup but not knowing english the dog ain't listen.I said just put him in the bathroom."WHAAAAT?I treat my dogs like I treat people,how bout I put you in the bathroom?The mood was gone and that's where I was going.I jumped up to put my clothes on and he said where the fuck you going?He turned on the light and said I was actin like a bitch.I looked around his room for something to beat the shit out of him with if needed,and before I could say Jackie Chan.The Rican had a sword in his hand,yes a real fucking sword.He said to lay down or he was gonna slice me a couple of times.I said no and he cut a line right through his bed sheets on the bed with no effort.I told him I would yell help and he said go ahead.I did. He said louder.I did.Nothing.So I put on my shirt,left my shoes,and made a dash to the door.The dog was right there growling.I was just a skinny ass fuckin punk back then so I said what do you want,he said to lay down,I said put down the sword,he did.I layed.He started kssing on my neck and I was repulsed,he told me to take my pants off and I did.He started suckin on my chest and I got hard.Yup my dick betrayed me.He pulled down my boxers and said "see this is all I wanted to do"He sucked me off better than anyone ever, till I came and then told me to get out.I left.Last time I ever called that shit.

2005-05-18T11:43:00.000-04:00

WET DREAM O' THE DAY

Don't Do That Shit

2005-05-18T10:39:00.000-04:00

One of my friends pointed out to me that the 1st and 3rd cartoon characters at the top of my page look just like Me and Holiday and that shit is so true,it's similar in color and style and Holiday's eyes a lil.
Joke o' the Day
A gay man was walking along the beach at Fire Island when he stumbled upon a Genie's lamp. He picked it up and rubbed it, and lo-and-behold, out popped a gay genie.
The Genie said, "Hey Girl, wassup?"
The amazed man asked if he got three wishes.
"Nope, just one...due to inflation, constant downsizing, low wages, third-world countries, my new pumps pinching my big toes, and fierce global competition, I can only grant you one wish. So...what'll it be? The complete set of Tyson Cane videos? A copy of the Marilyn Monroe Happy Birthday Mr. President sequined dress in your size with matching shoes?"
The man shook his head 'no', and didn't hesitate. He said, "I want peace in the Middle East. See this map? I want these countries to stop fighting with each other."
The Genie looked at the map and shrieked, "Miss Thaaaaaang, I don't think so, not in this lifetime!! These countries have been at war for thousands of years. I'm good, but not THAT good! I don't think it can be done. Make another wish."
The man thought for a minute and said, "Well, I've never been able to find the right man, you know, one that's considerate and fun, warm and affectionate, gorgeous, is well endowed, only wants sex from me, doesn't do drugs or drink too much, has a great job with a good income, likes to cook and helps with the housecleaning, and gets along with my family, doesn't watch sports all the time, and tells me I always look fabulous, and is great in bed. That's what I wish for... the perfect guy to have as my lover."
The Genie let out a long sigh, clutched his hand to his heart and said, "Oh Miss Thang... let me see that map again."

Last night I met up with the Terrell,he's the stranger that called me and said we met at a club a couple of months ago.I usually can't stand when guys do that but I was curious as to who the hell didn't think I was cute enough to call back the next day.We met up at Junior's in Brooklyn which is actually home of the best cheesecake in all the east coast.He wasn't really my type,a little on the heavy side and a little too fem acting but I was nice because he seemed to be open off of me.He had a cheesebuger deluxe and I had a grilled chicken salad because I'm watching what I eat due to my big auditions next week(Both auditions are for the BET Awards,one is for my girl Ciara,I love her and if all goes well I'll be touring with her as one of her dancers)Anyaway I found out that big boy,"my date", got my number from someone else I gave it to at the club that night,he said that guy had a boyfriend and that's why he didn't call.I was still polite I told him I have a boyfriend and that he's not my type,he said what's your type? I said why?You got another fucking friend?Dinner was over.
Hate it when guys:
Call me months lata expecting me to still be interested.
Lie about little shit like age,dick size,education,or their name.
Call me stuck up because I don't want their corny ass.
Pass my phone number off like I'm their freakin ho.
Tell me they love me after the first night.
Don't know how to hug,kiss,fuck or get fucked and not willing to learn.
Try to buy my affection with cheap shit.
Assume because I'm good-looking that I'm not looking for the same.
Ask me when was the last time I had sex?
Lie and say we fucked because somehow it makes you look good.

2005-05-17T02:56:00.000-04:00

Hats off to him Photos courtesy of Fanmanmag

2005-05-17T02:55:00.000-04:00

2005-05-17T02:52:00.000-04:00

Wet Dream O' the Day

Me So Horny

2005-05-17T02:09:00.000-04:00

A quick joke:
This beautiful woman one day walks into a doctors office and the doctor is bowled over by how stunningly awesome she is. All his professionallism goes right out the window...
He tells her to take her pants, she does, and he starts rubbing her thighs.
"Do you know what I am doing?" asks the doctor?
"Yes, checking for abnormalities." she replies.
He tells her to take off her shirt and bra, she takes them off. The doctor begins rubbing her breasts and asks, "Do you know what I am doing now?", she replies, "Yes, checking for cancer."
Finally, he tells her to take off her panties, lays her on the table, gets on top of her and starts having sex with her. He says to her, "Do you know what I am doing now?"
She replies, "Yes, getting herpies - thats why I am here!"

I've been so damn busy this week trying to study and help Holiday plan her classy ass sleepover.I remember when sleepovers were just a sleeping bag and some music and some snacks.This shit was an affair.Caterer&massages&manicures&strippers&gifts it was all that.
I mos def recommend hanging out with a bunch of rich girls for the weekend.I learned a lot and had a lot of fun and made some new friends.
I got a call this morning from a guy I met at a club a couple of months ago.From what I remember I don't think we fucked(a phrase said oh too much in gay life).
I was on my way to class so I couldn't talk but he said he wanted to hang out with me tonight so we'll see what happens.I've been so horny lately,I'm hoping that his ass is cute.Me and Maurice have a good fuck life but it's getting "pre-dick" table,meaning I know how it's gonna be before we even start.It's still good sex but I need some spice.I remember I had a boyfriend that used to love to role play,he went as far as to borrow apartments from his friends to have different locations.I remember I was playing the role of a straight boy from the Dominican Republic that spoke no english and would do anything for a place to sleep.His favorite scenes usually included something where he was gonna be robbed,raped or tied up.Was he crazy for wanting that or me for doing it?
As I sip the last of this glass of Merlot(I used to love Heinekens,now my broke ass drinks Merlot..lololol) let's just send out some good vibes that I get either some good ass,dick or dare I say both.A bruh needs some relief.

2005-05-13T11:52:00.000-04:00

Wet Dream O' the Day After seeing the movie Crash.Ludacris has been on my mind.

Back in the Gay When I was Younger

2005-05-13T09:32:00.000-04:00

I had a good time last night.I was hanging out with my best friend Tim,he's a personal trainer-stripper-part time porn actor.We went out to the movies to see Crash,which we both loved.Then we went out to somewhere I haven't been in about two years,The Village.
It was nothing like how I remembered.Gone was that dirty feeling of something naughty was happening somewhere,either in a car or in one of the back streets,or in the video stores.Gone was the long,narrow dark strip along the West Side Highway known as The Pier.I mean it's there but it's all cleaned up,bright and gorgeous.Gone was the people I knew I can count on being out there,telling somebody off,dancing and talking shit bout life and dicks;they were replaced with the babyfaced teens and pre teens that look too young to be hanging out that late on a school night and I believe I saw gang members???!.I felt like an immigrant in the land I once called home.Let me take you back in time for a minute.
August 2000- I'm 17 years old.A rush of excitement comes over me as I get off the 1 train at Christopher Street along with some guys that you would have sworn were straight but only wear the mask of"thug acting" till they reach this stop.I walk slowly up the stairs not to miss who's coming or going.
The first person I'm greeted by is a drug dealer "treez son, I got those treez" is the familiar song sang by the cuties with a pocket of that good shit.I walk to the bank next door to the train station, not to take out money but to look at my reflection through the window to make sure my gear is tight and I look good before heading down that runway I call Christopher Street.I have a cute walk,sexy expresssion,and a lollipop as my weapons of mass seduction.I smile as this cutie is giving me the eye as I walk right past him.I can't stop and talk,there will be people as cute and cuter than him as I "pump" down the rest of the runway.2 queens walk by me,"I know dat bitch,she think she all dat" the other says "his braids are cute tho" I continue tward the pier as if a magnet is pulling me there.A drag queen is arguing with another because she is looking at her the wrong way.The street is crowded and you have to squeeze past folk as they gather in front of the bar known as Chi-Chi's.There is some touching as you walk through,some wanted some less wanted but it's all part of the experience and who am I to complain?
I hear people talkin to me through the crowds and cars slowing down to talk to me and other cuties that they see as "the poor sad pedestrians just lookin for some tired old man to give them a ride".
"Treez, son I got those treez"
"Pssss shortie,can I talk to you?"
"Miss thing you know what time it is?"
"Rigo!"
I've made it to the end of the block and see my friends across the 2 fast and furious streets known as the West Side Highway.I'm now at the pier and I'm greeted by friends that have congregated on one of the concrete structures to talk shit and dance and sing and just be young and carefree.It was cool because it was a place where we can be ourselves,we were still too young for the bars and clubs so the pier was our hangout.There was no judgements about being gay,there were judgements and "critiques" on everything else tho from the way you tie your shoes to the way say the word shoes,bitches...lol
I miss that shit.

WET DREAM

2005-05-12T04:52:00.000-04:00

(COURTESY OF FANMANMAG.COM)
WET DREAM OF THE DAY

2005-05-12T00:11:00.000-04:00

I have been crazeeee busy with school and work and had no time to even think about blogging.So today I'll update.
School is really busting my ass.I know it'll all be worth it(so I'm told) when I graduate.
Love life could be so much better.I am very happy with my baby Maurice,but since my little fling with Jose I've noticed that our relationship needs some fire.
Work is cool but Holiday has really been taking on a lot of projects latley so that means we are taking on a lot of projects,some are fun and some are a lot of fucking work.
I have an audition for to be one of the dancers for two artists at the upcoming BET Awards,Ciara is one and the other I can't say yet because I think it's gonna be a surprise.Ciara is one of my favorites out right now and I'd love the chance to perform and maybe go on tour with her,so wish me luck.
My fling with Jose also got me craving another roll in the hay*that's a stupid term*with someone.I know I'm perpetuating the gay stereotype of us being unable to commit but shit, me and my "boyfriend"have a mutual understanding,we're both adults,and we both are safe.We have some spoken and unspoken rules about this shit.
No keeping flings and other dates from each other.
If we find someone we like better on a physical and emotional level we cannot stop the other from going,we were not meant to be.
No going away with the other person.
No 3somes,it's too weird for me.
NEVER FUCK WITHOUT A CONDOM.
No taking another date to one of our spots.
No double fucking,don't call the other for sex when you've had sex with another person.
No dating friends of the other.
Either me and Maurice found the key to our happiness or we just fucked up our future together.Either way,right now today I am happy having him in my life.He's sweet&cute&rich&smart as hell&creative and cultured,he's the total opposite of everybody I ever dated and I like it.

2005-05-09T13:48:00.000-04:00

The Brooklyn Promenade

2005-05-09T12:46:00.000-04:00

Three's Not Company
I spoke to Jose last night around 8 and we spoke for about 10 minutes before he said"I wanna see you, let's hang out".Cool.I was thinking the same thing.We went down to the Brooklyn Promenade.For all the Non-New Yorkers, it's a long sidewalk strip with many benches.It has a breathtaking view of the city's skyline and is one of the most romantic spots in all of New York.
We sat at one of the benches closest to the Brooklyn Bridge.He was even cuter today than he was on Friday when I met him.He's such an around the way type of papi.He said he had some questions that he wanted to ask me before we proceeded to start dating.
Do you have respect for me even though we fucked on the first night?
Yeah,I mean we both did it,If I didn't respect you we would not have slept together.Trust.
Are you single?
*Uh-oh* No,I'm not totally single.I'm in the early dating stages with a guy I like and since we're both just dating he decided we should not jump into a relationship, we should take things slow and see other people.
Awkward silence.I broke the silence by asking:
What do you think about that?
I mean I respect your honesty,but I feel like I would just be a side thing until you or him are ready to commit.
I never thought about it like that.You might be right.
I ain't gonna front, I like you but I been in some shit like this before,I can't do it again,no matter how cute you are or how good you fuck.*He flashed his perfect fucking smile.I am liking him so much right now but I don't wanna stop him from meeting somebody that's better for him than me*
I like you too,but I've been with my "friend" for a couple of months now and there might be a future and I don't wanna take that chance of losing him.
That's cool yo,I just wanted to talk to let you know where I was at and see where you were.
We can still be friends if you want to.
Hellz yeah,cuz if I'm single and you break up wit ya boy we gonna give this shit another try..lol.
Damn I like him!

R.S.V.P.

2005-05-07T12:23:00.000-04:00

My Fantasy Dinner Party
The Menu (Thug Delight)
Appetizer-Brian Pumper a straight porn star,delicious but probably not willing to be a main course.
Main Course-D'angelo circa late 90's when he was hot.I want some of that Brown Sugar.
Dessert-Allen Iverson with whipped cream and my bootie on top.

2005-05-07T12:21:00.001-04:00

Brian Pumper (Straight Porn Star)

2005-05-07T12:21:00.000-04:00

D'angelo

2005-05-07T12:18:00.000-04:00

Allen Iverson

Boy Fucks Boy

2005-05-07T09:56:00.000-04:00

Boy Fucks Boy (2 be read after Boy Met Boy)
So after the passionate kissing session I had with Jose, I was ready to take it further.I did the "party test" to make sure he was not a mirage*a mirage is someone that seems good but when you touch them it was not what you expected* but the real thing.While dancing I felt his arms,legs,stomach and ass, whew! he had a juicy bubble ass.He responded by doing the same,when we slow grinded and he felt me getting hard I knew by the way he was backin' that ass up,he was ready to go to my own house party."Let's get out of here"one of us said, I don't rememba who.We went to his spot where we began to let go of all that pinned up sexual tension.*WARNING HOT GUY ON GUY SEX APPROACHING*.
He turned on the radio up kinda loud,I guess he planned on one of us screaming.He asked did I want something to drink,I said a Heineken.As he started to get up I pulled him back down and started kissing him.MMMMMM Butterscotch.R.Kelly's new Closet Song was playing.Which was perfect since we were molesting each other.Faith Evans,Soon As I Get Home followed we started to take each other's clothes off.That must be his song because he went down on my dick like an Eagle on it's prey.Alone in a room,It's just me and you,was that Yolanda Adams?I asked him to please turn on something else I ain't wanna think about church right now.Let me knooooow,Aaliyah perfect.He continued to go down on my still hard dick.He was good.I went down on him.He moaned and groaned.He was ready.I'm ready.We went to his bedroom,I giggled to myself at the vision of 2 grown naked ass men walking,dicks hard as missles,his ass a perfect round melon didn't shake one bit.Until........I was handed a condom and some lube and worked shawty out.We fucked rough and he took every inch.He moaned.I moaned.His ass was tight.The sounds of my balls hitting his ass made a clapping sound and I was getting a standing O.He came.I didn't for another 10 minutes.I came.Let me knooooow.I can hear from the livingroom that the cd started over.We laughed.I like his laugh.I like him.

2005-05-07T01:23:00.000-04:00

A Butterscotch Tree Grows In Brooklyn

Boy Meets Boy

2005-05-07T00:06:00.000-04:00

BOY MET BOY
I walked straight into that party last night with all the intentions of having one of those moments where everybody stops what they're doing,the d.j. scratches the song he's playing by mistake and all eyes are on me.This was a gay house party.I was not looked at until 15 minutes after I got there and that was only by some decent looking brother that thought I was somebody else.
The party was on the first 2 floors of a really beautiful brownstone.I could hear 50 Cent's Candy Shop blaring from the speakers,the bass was pumping in my heart,a quick rush of excitement made me feel a little nervous before walking in.I'm inside.It's dark but not crazy dark,it's intimate,there were about 40 or so faces thugging it out with 50 Cent,1/2 singing 50's part the other1/2 Olivia's.I felt like the star of my own music video as I slowly danced my way to a corner where I can scope out the place and see who I'd be sharing my spit with lata*LOL*
There he was,talking to somebody.Fine ass cutie with a bald head&slanted eyes&Tyson lips& a t-shirt that was plain and simple but it showed every part of his torso that needed to be showcased.He was a little taller than me.I'm gonna do that little "party prayer",Please let us lock eyes.Please don't let him be ugly up close.Please let him like me.Then we locked eyes.He smiled,yes! he has all his teeth and they're perfect.Omarion's new song Touch starts to play and I go over to the dance floor to show off,shit I'm a professional dancer,I had to.I showed off some steps I picked up from the video and added my own I was finally getting that attention I wanted.When I stopped, people clapped and I was told how fucking good I am.I know.Guys gave me "the eye","the smile", "the I want him to be the one tonight look".As I was wiping sweat from off my forehead,this cute slim papi comes over and said,"you know you the shit right?"Thanx.His fitted hat sat sideways on his head showin off his head of curly hair."I like you"He was forward.We talked for about 20 minutes,and got real freaky off some reggay.His name is Jose and he's Puerto Rican and 22.He smelled like candy.He tasted like butterscotch.

RIGO SUAVE

2005-05-05T19:57:00.000-04:00

RIGO SUAVE
I'm going out tonight to a house party out here in Fort Greene Brooklyn.I'm excited because it's my first time going out without my Maurice since we've been dating for the past 5 months.He came up with the ill azz idea that we should take things very slow and date other people to make sure we are what we want.
I got that anxious feeling you get right before you go out with the hopes of meeting some cutie and freakin' him on the dance floor,exchanging numbers an shit.I'm hyped.I runnin round the crib going through my mental checklist while blasting Ciara's new song OH,
Haircut=check
Face=clear,check
Lips=juicy,wet check
Body=50 crunches,50 push ups,dumbells,check
Gear=I'm giving high fashion street,Timbz,My outfit from Sean John Showroom not available in stores yet,Gucci belt and watch,check
Scents=breath minty,check ~cologne my own scent created from a place in Chi-Town sandalwood and a light citric rose, check
Jewels=yellow diamond studs,check
Lyrics from the famous rap song La di da di perfect for the occassion
I gave myself a stretch up, a mornin' yawnin'
Went to the bathroom to wash up
Had some soap on my face and my hand up on a cup
I said, um, mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the top choice of them all?
There was a rubble dubble, five minutes it lasted
The mirror said you are you conceited bastard

What's Your Recipe?

2005-05-04T00:05:00.000-04:00

What's Your Recipe?
I wish becoming happy was as easy as following some kind of cookbook recipe.Woudn't it be sweet if there was a cookbook filled with people's recipes for their happiness,success,love life etc...What would your page look like? What would be your happiness recipe?
What ingredients make up who we are?
RIGO con Carne
1/2 cup of Dominicano
1/2 cup of Black
4 cups of sense of humor,wit,sarchasim
2 handfuls of ass,1 six pack of abs
1 whole bottle of who do you think you are?
a tablespoon of vanity
a cup of talent
1 whole brain
Shake in a hefty amount of spicy sex appeal
a few drops of audacity and nerve and drive
5lb bag of gay to sweeten
mix until you stir out most of the doubts and insecurities
serve with a side of shadiness
A funny Joke
Aunt Ivonne was in the garden tending to her flowers when she got the urge to pee. So she did and wiped off her dew on a rose. Uncle Fred came along later, picked up the rose, sniffed it, then ran to phone the newspaper editor. "I found a rose that smells like a woman's you-know-what!" The editor said, "That's nothing. When you find a you-know-what that smells like a rose, call me again."
Blog U Lata

Oh what a "bootie"ful morning

2005-05-02T13:47:00.000-04:00

I woke up this morning in Holiday's guest bed,and was thinking that life is good right now.I'm healthy,happy,I'm not struggling too much financially and my dick is still big*lololololololol*It's funny because it's true.I got a B on a report that I worked really hard on and*hehehe,I said hard on*.My boyfriend cooked me dinner last night and told me he wants us to go on a vacation together and all this joy leads me to believe one thing,something bad is about to happen.I know how my life works and I know when too many things are going good something bad is on it's way.So for right now,I'm just gonna ride this wave of happiness.
Did you ever think about how weird it would be if life had a report card?
Health-I'd get a"B" I think I could eat more healthier.
Family-"D" I love my mother and my sister but I'm having a hard time connecting con mi padre y mi hermano(with my father and brother)
Sex-"B-" I should be having a lot more sex,I have an "open relationship"(I will explain another time)and I never take full advantage of it.
Career-"F" I don't have one,but I'm working on that.
I spoke to Holiday last night and she's having a really scandalicious time in Cali with some guy she used to date.I told her that I could get used to living in SOHO,she said NO HO you're going home soon as I get back on Wed.LoL I She's not even a fag hag,she's an honorary fag.
I'm gonna steal a little from The Heiress Diaries by having a quote of the day.Let me set it up.
I woke up this morning and my boyfriend was kissing my neck and shit.
Maurice-Baby how bout a quick blowjob?
Me-Just because "it's awake" when you get up does not mean I have to "kiss it good morning."

2005-05-01T15:57:00.000-04:00

There's no place like other people's home

Just Call Me Kato

2005-05-01T15:18:00.000-04:00

I'm House Sitting for Holiday while she's away and I'm halfway through my to do list:
The List
Make sure Ms.TinkieWinkie (her cat) takes her medicine
Make sure the automatic feeder and water fountain has food and water(Spring water only)
Check e-mails and voice mail messages
Let(Rosa) the cleaning lady in and pay her for April
Pay Bo(her ex-boyfriend/her trainer)
If you don't mind could you check out possible Mother's Day gifts?For your mommy too, my treat.Nothing over $1400 combined,I need money for the AIDS Walk donations.
Pay your T-mobile bill
Send out the invites for my sleepover
R.S.V.P. everything(she says that and never goes to anything)
Write in your blog!
Have a good time I'll call you
P.S.
If you're gonna have friends over please don't upset the neighbors Riggy
I'm not sure how long she's gonna be in Cali but I love staying at her loft,I feel rich.
I most likely will not have any of my friends over except maybe my boyfriend(I feel so funny saying "boyfriend")Nothing to really write about today.I have some studying to do and I have a dance class and an acting class at 5 and 6:30.Blog u lata...

2005-04-30T17:26:00.000-04:00

Even though I'm slightly flamboyant when I want to be(yeah I'm lightly sweetened),I am not OUT to family.This used to be a huge problem when I was younger but now it's just a problem.I stopped really going to family gatherings because I hated being asked do I have a girlfriend yet,(Yes sweetie her name is David) and what bothers me even more is the fact that they stopped asking,I guess they know.
I'm not some tortured soul because of this,I just know that the male relationships I have with my family could be a lot better.I recently found out I wasn't invited to my cousin's bachelor party because he thought"Yo Rigo,I ain't think you like that type of shit".Just because I don't eat fish doesn't mean I can't love an aquarium(sorry ladies bad analogy).It just hurts that, ok my family suspects I might be gay,but they also feel like I'm not a guy sometimes.I call this the one of the gay man's burden.
But to let you people know,I am not a queen,not that there's shit wrong with it. I am masculine and I prefer to date masculine men,I mean he could have some very flamboyant ways but I want someone not overly consumed by the "lifestyle".Looking in,that lifestyle looks like so much fun,the vocab is fab bitch,the dancing is wild,the balls look like too much fun,but I tend to go for someone who knows there is a lot more to life than those things.
I know a lot of people are saying to themselves"I thought gay was gay,there's no difference"
I'm gonna school you a little.Holiday once had a post similar where she didn't know if this guy she went out with was gay and for the record,yes,he was.
The difference between Gay and Queen
If you have a favorite Disney Character--You might be Gay
If it's always the evil one--You might be a queen
If you ever called someone girlfriend& you were not dating--you might be gay
If she's neither a girl nor a friend--you might be a queen
If you give things non-living names--you might be gay
If you condider those things all women (example,your remote doesn't work and you say"she is acting up"--get a crown bitch you might be a queen
If when you call a girl a bitch and she is amused--you might be gay
If you call your mother one and she laughs--you might be a queen
If you cried when Aaliyah died(I did)--you might be gay
If you took a day off of work--must I even say it?..YES You're a queen,your majesty.
If you're always saying "been there,done that"--you might be gay
If you really have been there and done that--I smell royalty
Like I said nothing is wrong with being either and although I hate labeling all of us gay men do it and if you say you don't you're a liar.

2005-04-29T03:11:00.000-04:00

#1 Reason for Olympics NYC 2012

Shadow Puppet

2005-04-29T02:50:00.000-04:00

A Joke
There was this pregnant woman that wanted her husband to experience the joy and pain of giving birth so she found this doctor that had a machine that could do just that. The doctor said that the machine would let the baby's father feel a simulated version of labor.So her husband hooked up to the machine and the doctor started it up.The first button he pressed equalled a contraction, the man giggled,"it tickles" he said.The Dr. made the contraction worse, the man laughed and said" you women call this pain?".The Dr. turned it on full blast and the man didn't flinch,"I love this,it's nothing!" he said.Later when the couple was going home,they found the mailman dead in front of their door.LOL
No Joke
I have one of the best jobs in NYC ,well next to Misa Hylton, Puffy's ex who gets $21,000 a month in child support.But it can be really stressful being someone's personal assistant.The perks are really fab,I got 4 tickets to the sold out Alicia Keys concert and 2 backstage passes on Monday,on Tuesday when Holiday was sick she wanted me to go to this "secret sale" at Bergdorf Goodman and pick her up some items she saw online which included some things for myself,and today I got to meet Usher at the Sean John Showroom in Manhattan while I was with Holiday as she turned down a job as a Bad Boy Stylist offered to her by one of his assistants.She flirted with Usher a little, I was introduced as her assistant Rigo.She got some free clothes and she asked could her assistant pick out some things too.I feel like being her assistant is my whole identity.Once Usher heard the word assistant his sexy brown eyes never looked at mines again.I guess I'm jealous sometimes being in the background all the time,I was a background dancer since I was 16 and now that I'm 21 I'm an assistant.It's so fuckin frustrating but my time will happen and it will happen because she's helping me learn money matters.If anybody thinks it's all glamorous,remember it's a 24 hour job,if she wants Haagen Daaz at 1 am guess who gets it?So the lesson is,follow her advice on money and get you an assistant, I know I can't wait.
Are they Joking?
On a lighter note I think the people of New York need to stop protesting the Olympics coming in 2012.If I miss my chance to fuck world class athletes I will be up-fucking-set.I love swimmers,basketball players,and track stars.Don't you love to watch them run,they wear no underwear under that spandex and the dicks be a swinging,I'm loving it.Why would New Yorkers wanna deprive me of those delicious muscular round asses and steroid filled dicks?

OBSESSION...Ahhh the Smell of IT

2005-04-27T16:13:00.000-04:00

Today afterschool I went to this guy's office.I know him. I see him a couple of times a year or when I need him badly.Today I really needed him.I went in and we went through our usual shit,"come in and sit down Rigo" I do. "Open that mouth for me" I do. "Wider" I do as I'm told because I know only he can make me feel better,not even my man could do the shit he can.He takes out his "thing" and puts it in my mouth.I whince.He pushes it,pulls it out,and continues to invade my mouth and asks me over and over how I'm doing knowing damn well how the fuck I'm doing.When he's finished he tells me "spit and rinse my mouth out".I do feel better.That's why I love going to the dentist...lolololol I fooled you,you dirty minded pervs. nananananaan,all I did was get my teeth cleaned.
Now to conclude my story from yesterday.
So this fool was throwing me out of his house because I got too excited and came too early.I was ashamed.Not that I came too soon but because I was being thrown out.I decided I was going to still have sex with him*sidebar,he's fine,muscular and made from chocolate,and I had a sweet tooth* but this time I was going to be in control of the situation.I went to school the next day and in gym class he ignored me,I mean I wasn't expecting him to kiss me but at least a wassup.So afterschool after track practice I asked could I see him.He asked "is this gonna be some gay shit?Cuz I'm not really into all of that." I said "I just wanna show you something"I had picked out the empty classroom that I wanted to "talk " in. It was in the basement afterschool,nobody goes down there and the door to the classroom had no glass for anybody to see.Perfect.It was also the band room so it was soundproof.Scandalicious.I took Mr. X to the room and he said "What you got to show me?"I showed him.My Dick.His eyes lit up and that instantly got me erect,I was ready.He went straight to sucking.I pushed him off.He sucked his teeth and said "you bout to come already?" I said "No I just think I should leave" he said "No you can't leave me like this" I sucked my teeth and acted un-interested even though I was still very hard.*sigh*"OK" I took my sweats and my underwear off.He went at it like gold was gonna shoot out my dick at any minute and he wanted a chain.I put on a condom and for the first time I fucked a guy,I called him every fucked up name I could think of,and banged him like he was a broken Coca Cola machine and I wanted my money back.He screamed,he yelled "yes!",he was satisfied.I was now ready to cum.I pulled out, took the condom off and came all over his pile of clothes on the floor.OOPS,I got dressed and walked out not even knowing if he came.It wasn't right,it wasn't how I imagined my first time,but the ass was good,I came,I got my revenge and even though he's asked could I fuck him again many times, I never spoke to him again.Bitch move?Yup.Lesson,don't fuck with Rigo.

Who The Fuck Am I?

2005-04-26T22:23:00.000-04:00

Chances are if you're reading this then you know my employer-good friend-mentor-boss,the one and only Holiday N. I'm her personal assistant and even though she doesn't have a job job she is always mad busy and needs someone to help her sort out business and personal things and that's where I come in.
On a typical day I call her at 9am to see if she needs anything before I come over to her loft or head over to school.She gets almost everything delivered so I don't do shit like pick up her laundry or groceries.She has a cleaning lady,which is good cuz I don't do sweeping.So I know you're thinking,what the fuck does he do then?Well I check her e-mails,her regular mail,I make sure she's on time for appointments,I make appointments for her and if needed I make sure she has the right paperwork for those appointments.I have a record of her entire rolodex of everyone she knows both business and personal and their birthdays available at all times.I make sure she's on the V.I.P. list to all parties and events even if she has no intention of going.I have a special credit card in my name to pick her up anything I see that she might like.She's part owner of 2 businesses and owns a couple of properties and I've spoken to all those people involved more than she has,I just fill her in.I talk to her lawyers,business manager and her brokers before she has to,but I have no power I just fill her in.There's lots more but that's just one aspect of my life.
I will take this time to continue the story I started on The Heiress Diaries.When I left off,I was in the locker room with my assistant gym coach.So Mr. X starts to kissing me on my neck and I tell him "no,stop" he said "you don't want me to stop".I didn't.But I didn't want to get caught messing around in the locker room with a coach.So he asked me did I want to go back to his place and we did.We didn't say a word in his car.I wasn't nervous I was anxious as hell to fuck for the first time.We got in his door and went at it like animals.He threw my clothes off,kissed me on my neck,touched my dick and poof quicker than Jeannie from I dream of Jeannie could blink her eyes I came.I came. I fucking came.He said it was alright but then he started to hand me my clothes and told me he had an early morning.I was going to let him be my first,but that quickly changed to revenge.I was not going to be treated like some ugly bitch,I was a virgin yes,but I was sexy as a motherfucker.This shit was not going to be our last encounter.