In an age where the awareness of the increase of people infected with H.I.V. is everywhere, I wonder about those that live with it in secrecy. Now, I know that this is a touchy subject for many but at the same time I have found myself in more situations than I would like to disclose where someone I knew who was positive was having sexual relations with others without disclosing their status. Read the rest of this entry
I met this one guy through a mutual friend at a lounge in the city. We began to speak at the bar about mundane things, until one line I said caught his interest. I spoke about a popular gay club and how I was a frequent visitor with some friends. The conversation went quickly into that of sexual experiences and the usual question of “Bottom or top?” At this point I already knew where this was going, but was wondering if this guy was serious, considering his wife was sitting a few feet away from us. Read the rest of this entry
I was never into working out or worried about my looks during my college years. I can humbly say that guys always appreciated my looks and “el equipo” this good-looking Puerto Rican macho had to offer.
I joined the gym and in the process of learning how to use all the machines, Mr. Trainer came by and gave me a spot. With a very thick accent he said, “Are you Dominican?” I always get that BTW and I love it.
I replied, “No, I’m Puerto Rican.” “Nice, I was dying to see Latinos in this gym. I’m Brazilian,” he said. Read the rest of this entry
I always enjoy pleasing a man to the fullest. I’m a top and a very open minded one. I will always give you the “tratamiento” and make sure you’re satisfied. I have a sweet tooth for Dominicans too. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that two of my best friends in High School were Dominicans and I just love their “chuleria.” Read the rest of this entry
We’re all guilty of thinking in absolutes. At one point in our lives we’ve been asked or asked ourselves to ponder the rhetorical, “What would you do?” and responded with absolute confidence in our choice. It’s all about good intentions. We really do imagine that when faced with a difficult decision, we’d choose correctly. But life isn’t about clear cut yes or no, black or white. Reality is emotional and emotions cloud all of that former assumed clarity making the ‘right choice’ harder to make. Read the rest of this entry
I like to think that I’m a good person, well sometimes. I didn’t start to question this until a recent turn of events occurred in my life. I was always the boy with the strong morals who never cheated while in a relationship, never claimed to be someone’s side piece, and never lied.
Well let’s just say that this boy went against one of his morals and became someone’s side piece. I know, I’m such a home wrecker, but hey you can’t wreck a home if it’s already broken. Read the rest of this entry
As the weeks rolled by I found myself standing by my house phone, excited and anxious at the thought of Mr. Sunshine’s eventual call. It had only been a few hours, but the thought of hearing his sweet voice over the phone left me with butterflies in my stomach.
Since that night at my best friend’s house, Mr. Sunshine and I had spent everyday talking over the phone; and only the guilt of our secret phone affair kept us from seeing one another. I told Mr. Sunshine that I did not want to see him in person until I had spoken to my best friend about us and how we felt about one another. For weeks, we paused at the thought of telling him because we were both afraid of the consequences and what sacrifices would need to be made in order to make “us” work. Read the rest of this entry
As Mr. Sunshine popped the question of whether it was wrong to like the friend of someone you dated, I couldn’t help but wish that he was talking about me. Although a part of me felt that he was, there was still this sense of doubt that lingered in the back of my mind. As I prepared myself to answer the question, I took a deep breath before answering; a moment of silence, you can say, before for the coming storm. Read the rest of this entry
Sometimes for the sake of love we are willing to sacrifice all that is dear to us. I am no stranger to this. I have sacrificed my own needs for the person I love many times, but there was a time when I was willing to sacrifice more than just myself; I was willing to let go of one of my strongest and most meaningful friendships.
Nearly five years ago, I met Mr. Sunshine through my best friend, who was dating him at the time of our encounter. I exchanged hands with him and didn’t think anything of it because I was dating a Mr. I Don’t Look Like My Photo; although positively bored with our time together, I was content with actually dating someone, especially when you take into account that I had been single for nearly 4 years prior. Read the rest of this entry
Standing there waiting for the elevator she felt a wave of familiarity. It was exactly a year since she had boarded a plane for destinations unknown, 19 days since she had exited that elevator for the last time, heading towards a future of possibilities.
The ride felt somewhat familiar and a few seconds later, the doors opened. As she stepped out she thought of him just a few feet away. She pushed the thought out of her mind. “I’m not here to see him.” Read the rest of this entry