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on priceless reactions…

hottie soccer player, cristiano ronaldo, gave a priceless reaction to his teammates goodies in this video. oh, the thoughts that must have been running through that boy’s head. his boy-pussy seems to have melted with desire leaving him unable to complete the next rep of his excercise. either that, or he became insecure about his own sweaty goodiebag. i’m sure hitting the showers afterwards had to be very interesting. oh, to be a fly on a wall sometimes…

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good job, jesus! – bow wow

by now, i’m sure you’ve all seen bow wow’s sex scene from entourage. if not, or if, like me, you’d love to watch it again for the umpteenth time, here it is:

you have NO IDEA how much i want to be in place of that woman on top of him! seriously. lil’ bow wow done gone and grown up! he used to be this scrawny little kid rapper that garnered nothing but “awwww” from me. and then, all of a sudden, he dropped the “lil,” and unleashed his sexy!

i have a big thing for eyes- especially one’s that lay outside the usual blue, black or brown. his eyes alone warm my little hot pocket. on top of that, he put on some muscle! being a member of the bird-chest gene pool myself, i revel in the beauty and sculpted goodness that he’s got going for himself. it’s also a great reminder of what is possible if i were to really hit the gym like i’m supposed to.

all in all, bow wow is one incredibly orgasmic young man! i don’t know much about his personal anything (although you know i’d love to), but from what i’ve been seeing of him recently, my fantasies have gotten far more exciting… and intense, lol.

good job, jesus!

oh, and notable mention to his probable boyfriend, omarion. it’s his birfday today. not sure what’s going on between those two, but i do have the following picture on my vision board under the reflection of my life- boyfriends!

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on noah’s arc: jumping the broom…

since its debut, i haven’t been much of a noah’s arc fan. aside from the characters being black gay men, i really didn’t connect with any of them as people very much. so, when the decision was made to take the logo television series to the big screen, i asked, “what the hell for?”

the movie was released, here in new york, in late october. i wasn’t interested in going to see it (almost at all), however i really wanted to support the movement. after all, i am an individual, building a career in media, whose mission in life is to motivate, help, and inspire all members of the urban gay community to live their lives proudly, and without fear. “noah’s arc: jumping the broom” is a tremendous accomplishment for our community, and should be supported! so when a friend offered to go see it with me, i jumped at the opportunity.

dare i say it… i really liked it!

“jumping the broom” picks up on noah & wade’s romance and impending nuptials on a ferry boat headed to martha’s vineyard. in the first four minutes, serenaded by solange’s “sandcastle disco” (god, i love that song), we are reintroduced to the colorful and flamboyant cast of characters we have grown to love- noah and his questionable wardrobe; ricky and his trick of the day; chance and eddie; alex and his effervescence; and, finally, wade and his glorious sexy! from the jump (no pun intended), it becomes very obvious that we are in for a wild ride.

contrary to what i anticipated when taking my seat, “jumping the broom” is a movie that we all can be proud of! amidst the usual intermediate acting and “hey gur’” dialogue to which we’ve grown accustomed in the series; the movie tackles several issues of black gay love and relationships that, to date, no one else has had the balls to cover. most notable to me were a diatribe from wade on the mental and emotional complexities of being a masculine man falling for a more feminine or flamboyant one; and a well written conversation (also with wade) discussing the labels “top” and “bottom.”

the movie adopts a typical rushed wedding “are we really ready for this” formula; however, the aforementioned topics and adjoining hilarity from the black gay perspective is well worth the ticket cost. i came away from the movie ready to fall in love, a bit wiser about life and relationships, and very proud of my community. noah’s arc: jumping the broom is a hilarious, romantic, and, at times, thought-provoking movie that finally, in my opinion, earns the accolade series creator patrick ian polk has proclaimed from the beginning… groundbreaking!

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but it won’t let go…

love is on the way
all I got to say
is it wont let go
you can pray to early may
fast for 30 days
still It wont let go
got a good book and got all in it
tried a little yoga for a minute
but it wont let go (oooh)
tried to turn the sauna up hotter
drank a whole jar of holy water
but it wont let go

~erykah badu “i want you”

while i wouldn’t call what i’m feeling love, these words certainly reflect the desire i have for someone in my life. about 2 years ago i met a guy. he was sexy, fun and charismatic, and i fell for him. hard! in retrospect, i believe i fell so quickly because he felt like a boyfriend. i’ve never had one before, and he was the first in my life to ever treat me as such. like a couple who’d been together for years, we spent most of our evenings at home cooking, watching movies and listening to music. although we never had sex, we hooked up on a number of occasions- one of which resulted in the best orgasm i’ve ever had. unfortunately, we remained nothing more than friends.

our relationship has changed in the past year or so, but we still remain connected and, for the most part, pretty close. what hasn’t changed is my desire for him. i go crazy because every time i’m around him this thing that i can’t even explain takes over me- and all i want is to do for him, lie with him, and never leave. i change plans that were previously cemented, engage in conversations i usually ignore, and find myself staring at him uncontrollably and without remorse. i admit that i’m more sexually attracted to him than i am mentally or emotionally- which perhaps may be my problem; and despite my attempts to let him go and put distance between us and my feelings, i keep coming back in the hopes that my feelings and desires will be returned.

have you ever felt this way? felt such intense desire for someone that you did crazy things and conceded in many ways just to be with him and keep him in your life? and for what? i mean, do you really get anything out of it in the end? for as much time, money and energy i’ve put into getting this guy to like and want me like i want him, i can count on one hand the number of times those efforts have garnered any reciprocation. we’ve both agreed that we most certainly wouldn’t work as boyfriends in any way shape or form- we’re just on 2 completely different levels- but that doesn’t stop me from wanting and trying to get him, and from him teasing me with just how sexy and good a lay he is. it’s terribly frustrating and torturous! but something in me must love it, right? ‘cuz it’s incredibly hard to let go.

i just want to be loved… i wish i could find it without having to give so much and reduce myself to so little.

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i knew this was coming…

the success of beyonce’s new song, “single ladies (put a ring on it).” has been tremendous! when i first heard it, i was intrigued, but not impressed. it does kinda sound like “get me bodied”… haven’t we been there already? i guess i was just expecting something different- something just didn’t sit right with me. as a serious beyonce fan, that was hard pill to swallow, and an even harder one to admit to. but ba.by! when i saw that video! i was back to my top stan fan status!

i posted the other day a video of a feverishly gay young man dancing in his bedroom to the track, and despite shaking my head for the following 10 minutes, i gave the dude props… ‘cuz i know i can’t (and won’t publicly) pump to beyonce with such femininity. i just can’t get myself to do it. there was also a tag in the post about the kids [read: young black gay community] working it out for the hood. i actually expected to see that video first. what i didn’t expect to see, however, was the popeyes combo #2 extra crispy that is the following:

*sigh* i’ll say it again… sometimes, i hate being gay.

but bitch, if i had a real camera and some guts….

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turned out!

**disclaimer: this post is for grown folks!**

i’ve been spending many nights inside lately. the reasons why have been varied- don’t want to spend money; it’s getting too cold; don’t feel like playing a game of “catch” with men- i could go on… *sigh* during my evenings of solitude, i’ve been watching a lot of movies, surfing the web, chatting online and walking around the neighborhood; but the best times, recently, have been when i’m in bed- right before going to sleep- and enjoying the pleasures of my aneros companion.

look, there are those of us single dudes who don’t have the time or patience- in today’s struggling economy of decent men- to deal with all this madness. so, we are forced to take measures into our own hands! the aneros (i really need to give mine a name) combines obscenely pleasurable stimulation with the relief of not having to search for the “needle in a haystack” that is a man who’s interested in being with me for more than just trying to get a nut! i’m a really affectionate person, and haven’t yet found anything worthwhile in casual hookups.

the downside, however, is the disappointment that occurs when- in the midst of such extreme pleasure- i look back and yell, “yeah, nigga… fuck that ass!” only to see that there really isn’t anyone back there. *sigh* such is the side effect of self-pleasure.

oh well… i’m still getting mine, though! fuck them ho’s! lol :)

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*sigh!*

i hate being gay sometimes!

this has been making it’s way around the blogs lately, and i just couldn’t resist posting it:

…but on the other hand, whoever you are, i give you mad props. ‘cuz i can’t pump to beyonce like that.

and you know (inside) i really wanna!

[sidebar] wait and see what the kids come up with. that’s gon’ be crazy! [/sidebar]

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errybody get your blaxonomy on!

what’s up, party people! i just wanted to appear for just a minute to introduce you to a new online community for lgbt men and women of color.

welcome to

created by two very good friends of mine, blaxonomy is a new social networking site specifically for our community that, unlike its counterparts, doesn’t revolve around sex. there’s so much more to us than who and how much we’re fucking, and its about damn time we had an outlet that showcases those talents. we are writers, engineers, dancers, entrepreneurs, leaders and much, much more.

so, for those of you looking for more out of your lgbt online community, look no further… blaxonomy is here! create your profile now, and keep the party movin’!

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tales from the strip club…

after a visit to a lower east side haunted house and downing 3 mojtos at paladar, i now find myslef drunk and at a strip club waiting for some hot near-naked guy to strike my fancy. i got money to spend and i’ll be damned if i spend it on more alcohol

*note: picture taken while drunk and trying to avoid club security*

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on a little onanism…

**disclaimer: this post is for grown folks!**

it’s been a good 5 or 6 months since my little hot pocket has seen any action. suffering from an acute case withdrawal, it’s become a bit melancholy. so last night, before bed, i had to venture into my box of tricks for some fun. tired of the old “beat the meat” routine that is my usual nightcap, i reached for my trustworthy and dependable friend:

my aneros mgx!

this little doo-hickey is my “boyfriend” away from boyfriend. as i’m quite single, suffice it to say, the aneros is my only boyfriend. but i digress…

a long time ago, a friend of mine- knowing about my predicament- suggested that i go out and purchase this little bit of heaven. he promised that upon using it, i would no longer have use for a man. the pleasure is supposedly that good! he pointed me to aneros.com and suggested that i browse around.

for those of you not in the know, lemme break it down for you. the aneros, simply put, is a hands-free devide specifically designed for male prostate or “g-spot” stimulation. no batteries; no vibrations; just the aneros and your body’s own energy. imagine pleasuring yourself to the point of multiple orgasms. the “super-o” if you will. i know that seems like a myth to many men, but lemme tell ya- it’s real… and it’s serious!

you’re not getting any other personal details from me…’cuz that’s my bidness; but i will say that i have found a new friend in my aneros mgx (i’m mad at the acronym-extension). fellas, i know the subject of prostate stimulation can be foreign to those who don’t take it up the ass, but humor me for a second- and do yourself a favor in the process- and pick one of these badboys up. you won’t be disappointed!

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