Moshi Moshi

Damn, can't a brother get eaten out properly, without interruption? This video gives new meaning the idea of dedication. That guy really had to go. Damn.

There are many wives

During my year in the the Bronx, I saw alot of literature riding up and down the 5 and 2 trains. Not that I'm a book snob. Alot of the books people read revolved around ghetto life and trifling affairs. Hey, "art imitates life imitates art", right? This book, however, takes the cake. I saw one woman reading it on the train, and then another a few days after. Shit, with all my daddy affairs lately I might as well be Wifey myself. Cuz, as onw of the book jackets read, "There are many wives, but only one Wifey". Oh shoot.

Whahahappan

Whahahappan was I'm sad to see the summer leave. Boo. My summer of cumming seaman. After Labor day , it ' ll al be mental. Work those white pants suits, while you can. The trix this kid pulled in summer oh ate - that shit's not for kids. Hell No. At least out of Bangkok. Bangs Cocks. damn, those M.I.A. daddies again.

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Heed the Warning Bitches

Marc Jacobs as spandex's worst frenemy

OK, so I was once a boy...

.... and I bet you'd like to see my B I T S to have proof.

So what had happened was I have been revealing my "boyish" past. Hard to believe that the cruise friendly, daddy lovin fag of the present used to be enthralled by Nintendo, Transformers, and GI Joe. Or is it? I think it's totally normal. Artner, however, doesn't see the natural progression. In her mind, those interests are too hetero - especially given my super gay 2008. Whatever. What was I supposed to be into - Barbie? The stereotypes that MOtW fall victim to sometimes.

'sides - can you get MORE GAY than Tomax and Xamot - commaders of the CRIMSON GUARD. Com'on!!! Look at those costumes. Shit, I have to get ready for work in a few. If only I had a crimson sash to drape around my boy-man chest like these blokes. + they 're from some "island" in the Mediterranean. I bet you that island is known for twins, espionage, and man trains. If you remember the commercial of the twins' action figures, you'll remember them riding an ATV (the "Cobra Ferret") together - embracing for the bumps in the road. Are you telling me that they didn't shoot that on some gay paradise in SE Asia. I'm no fool.


Snakes Eyes and Storm Shadow - 2009. Whh? OK - these brother ninjas may not have been as queer nation as the Mediterranean circuit "brothers", but their passion for each other was fierce. These days I swear I'm Storm Shadow in my underoos and artner swears she's Snake Eyes with the Kim Jong Il tatoo behind her ear. Yo, be sure to bring that mask to NY, Snake Eyes. You never know what's going to wind up on your face.

PS - Image of Storm Shadow courtesy of Latino Review.com – Hi Larious.

How the fuck am I supposed to post nudie pics?

Maid with Bangs

Cuz beggars can't be choosers - you bess clean that toilet.

I seen dat bitch...

Is Crispin Porter responsible for this?

Not Shy

Me: submissive gimp boy ready to please daddy.
You: muscle daddy top that will punish me till climax.

Self Portrait with Dildos

So what had happened was I'm sex potted out. My new-old gayborhood is booming and sex is at my door step. (I would be the Fort Tryon Listing). Whh indeed.

This is where Hamburgler Vargas operates. The potential for woody JO Sessions is plentiful. As are the opportunities to hook up in his favorite spot, McDonald's - Food, Folks and Cum. Last nite, though, I decided to simmer down and sleep it off. The trade was right there at Mickey Dee's. We saw each other. Kept on looking. Followed each other out. But in the end the trade just wasn't hot enough. That and Artner told me it might be gross (Not shy, bossy artner). My fries were alot hotter than he was anyways.

And here we are at today. I'm headed to Elsa's, La Reina Del Chicharron, because I have to nurse a hangover. All that naked chest action at The Cock last night has me feenin for some frieds foods. Afterwards? Who knows. Hey, I wonder where that trail leads...

Poetries

Whh was sake till 3 ayem
Ahem and now I'm working on some
Design my life, I can't get it straight
Gay summer in MFA degrees waiting
For Godot like Beckett
And Estrogen, but alas
He's not cumming...

The Life and Times of Deuteronomy Madrid

1 NUT 1 LOVE - GOTTA LOVE IT

My Two Dad(die)s

Who said 3's Company? Come and knock on our door...

Do You take It In The Aaaassssss?

... cuz you're beautiful and curvy, but unless you're kinda pervry there's no way you and me are gonna last ~ The Wet Spots

Yesterday I boarded the Sea Tea with my bujie Jew Friend, Firebush. The music was good, the food was great, but the sights were by far the best. As promised, the party was a great raunchfest with naked boys on the dancefloor, a lil' friendly fellatio here and there, and me dancing my red briefs. Anlemme tell you - I felt like I was wearing a tuxedo up in that bitch- so over dressed! Whh?! In addition to all the raunch and circumstance, the were a couple of comedy acts that kept the crowds entertained with their own brand of sexy hysterics. In addition to the cowboy from The Village people (who did a solo version of YMCA for us kiddies), the were performances by The Wet Spots (hilar- check'em on You Tube), and Bambi, the "Queen of Coney Island", who, incidentally, left me traumatized with the image of a half naked girl and half camel with a full on camel toe. I heartily recommend the party to all my raunchy friends. Just go and get nekkid!

YO is that a rat?

No, silly faggot. It's a fake deer that I've placed in the park across the street fro me. I found in the detritus of my new old apartment. Daddy had some weird shit. I get a kick everytime I see people take a second look. First they think this shit is the Bronx Zoo. Then they realize that they've been tricked. My best trick will cum when I take a new daddy friend to see the deer. The deer - the ma DYUCK!

Confessions of a Maid

So I know that I haven't written here in a while, but my life has turned upside down since the big move toward Seaman. 'an lemme tell you sumthing - it has been a raunch fest ever since. Being back in the new old hood is exciting. It is one of NY's newest "gayborhoods" and as such it is not uncommon to get cruised in front of the park. Amazing how gay-friendly the NYC Parks dept is. I mean, that is why they have trails in the park, right. Of course it is.

Meanwhile in Narnia, Artner is having trouble eating. Not to mention replenishing her inner chambers of horror. Poor artner, hopefully she'll come around and see that AMEX ain't gonna pay for her womb. Afterall:4 chicken wings- $2.00; 1 crab from Chinatown: $1.75; The eggs needed for your unborn children - PRICELESS. Some things Narnia can't buy.