My boyfriend and I now limit ourselves to just one lunch together each week. For five years we ate together everyday at 1 p.m. Our jobs are a stone’s throw apart.
“I need my space, Bruce. I don’t want to look at your face every moment of the day.”
“You are fuckin’ around on me, I know [...]
Archive for September, 2006
Pigeon Love
Posted in gay on September 30, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
You Can’t See Me
Posted in Adult Erotica, gay, humor, sex on September 29, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
My neighbors here in Bedford Stuyvesant, Brooklyn have been yelling “You Can’t See Me” when I leave the house to go to the corner deli. They also wave their hands in front of their face while they say it.
I look just like the professional wrestler, John Cena. The catch phrase, “You Can’t See Me” is [...]
What Child Is This
Posted in depression, mental illness, psychiatric, schizophrenia on September 28, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
The day the police came for me they had to call for back-up. “Breaker 1-9”, he said on his cruiser radio—“We have the Messiah here. Send an ambulance.”
Finally, someone was acknowledging my importance and understanding what was happening there at the sleazy motel along a stretch of highway in Patterson, NJ. I was, after all, [...]
Dick the Halls
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, humor, sex on September 28, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
I was assigned charge of quarters duty with Specialist Faith Ann Sipes on Christmas Eve 1989. The blonde female soldier and I were responsible for answering the phone and keeping an eye on things as the cold German barracks stood silent on the far from festive night.
The Berlin Wall had just come down and it [...]
Only In New Yorkleans
Posted in gay, humor on September 27, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
I hear New Orleans is nice. My gay cousin and his Puerto Rican lover have moved to the Big Easy following the recent man-made disaster in New York City known as “Hurry up Katrina, I don’t have a trust fund like they do.”
He was washing laundry in his very own house when I called.
“What’s that [...]
Washington, B.C.
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, Erotica, charity, gay, humor, mental illness, non profit, psychiatric, sex on September 26, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Earl Fox, M.D., Bill Clinton’s apointee to head the Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration was introduced to me at a dinner at Chez Josephine, the four star restaurant in mid-town run by the gay, adopted son of Josephine Baker.
Earl was not a fox but for some strange reason, perhaps because of his powerful [...]
Cafe Con Leche
Posted in Adult Erotica, Erotica, gay, humor, sex on September 26, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
I pulled on my lover’s three legs and begged him to go to the Steamworks sauna in Old San Juan.
“We’re not going there to have sex. I just want you to see what a gay bath house is like,” I explained to my bashful boyfriend.
We were the new faces and fresh meat in town. I felt [...]
The Buddy Booth Cafe
Posted in Adult Erotica, Erotica, gay, humor, religion, sex on September 25, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Shawn and I finished quickly. There is no proper etiquette for dining at a Buddy Booth Café. I made sure there wasn’t gum stains on the knees of my Levi’s and started to run for the door, pretending like I was only there to buy lubricant.
“Where you going, sexy?” he asked while standing inside his [...]
Confessions from a Buddy Booth
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, Erotica, Lesbian Fiction, gay, humor, religion on September 24, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Photographer: Shawn L. Smith
Emerald City Photography
All Rights Reserved
Model: Unknown–
(Looks Like Shawn L. Smith To Me)
Possibly A Self-Portrat
Shawn and I met in a “buddy booth”. We promised to keep that part of our four year relationship a secret. He’s dead now, so it really does not matter what I confess here before all the world’s priests.
What’s [...]
Smear the Queer
Posted in gay, humor on September 24, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Brian Hoffman had the best yard for laying ‘smear the queer’. The thick green grass at his house was like a plush shag carpet that cushioned the falls of all the town boys when we tackled one another ferociously in the spirit of football and fun.
Those Nerf balls were the best– so easy to cling [...]
