Have a Chulo Christmas!

santa came to town
bringing reindeer and presents
some were left for me



Now if only it were a White Christmas with cold, ice and snow...

Memorable Scents: The First Dominican

while younger than i
he was special in my life
if he only knew



The first time I say no, it's like I never said yes...

Newspaper Clipping of Interest: USA Today, 20 Dec 05

they're hard to ignore
visual learners agree
numbers and pictures



Anything goes? Are you so sure about that?

Tales from the Subway: Carlos & Ricardo

it's fiction of sorts
afflicting some you know
life's day to day tales

Ricardo sat alone on a Brooklyn bound N train in the early hours of the morning after spending a night of catching up at the club with a close friend. With his iPod in hand and earbuds in ear, Ricardo was encapsulated within a bubble of reggaeton and calm.

The train ran swiftly in the morning -- while local, due to the few subway riders getting on and off, the stops passed by quickly. Still consumed by his music, Ricardo failed to notice this mysterious Latino step onto the train and sit across from him. When he realised he was being watched Ricardo lifted his head and glanced over.

Wearing grey Sean John sweat pants with blue stripes down the leg, wheat Timberlands, a grey hoodie and a dark green coat, he sat with his head relaxed against the window of the train; his umbrella was still wet from the rain outside. Feeling the weight of Ricardo's stare, he lifted his head and they caught eyes. Discovered, Ricardo turned away and got back to his music, still watching the boy out of the corner of his eye.

It was Court St. when Ricardo noticed something strange, from across the train it looked as if this guy was rubbing on his shit thru his sweats. Looking again, it was clear, he had his dick in his hand, and he was looking at Ricardo. Ricardo was sitting on the train, in his usual spot, resting his feet on the seat in front of him. The train stopped, and the boy spoke something across the train. Still listening to his iPod, Ricardo did not hear what was said, and in a flirtatious way mouthed the word "what?" back to him. He spoke again to Ricardo, and again Ricardo mouthed "what?". Gathering all of the courage he had, Ricardo stood up and crossed the train, sitting next to this attractive stranger.

"I'm sorry, I could not hear what it was you had said. What's up?", Ricardo asked. The boy replied, "They're giving tickets to train riders who are sitting with their feet on the seats." "They're also ticketing those who are asleep on the train." he continued. Ricardo quickly scanned the train, "Well it looks like I won't be alone getting a ticket, they're all asleep, he's asleep and she's got her feet on the seat as well. It looks like you're gonna be the only one not getting anything." he quipped with a smile. Holding his shit, the guy got back to what he was doing minutes before, his dick noticeably hard thru his sweats.

"What stop is yours pa?" Ricardo asked. He replied that he was getting off at fifty-ninth street, the same stop as Ricardo. Ricardo reached over, brushed the guys dick with his hand and asked, "Need any help?" The guy pulled away and smiled, "Not here.", he replied, then continued to jerk his shit. Ricardo was confused, but thought it's whatever whatever, mixed signals or something. The train pulled up to their stop and as they were about to exit from different ends of the station Ricardo asked again, "Are you sure you don't need any help?" The stranger replied, "It's raining, walk with me, I got an umbrella."

As they left the subway station, Ricardo introduced himself. With the quickness, his companion followed suit, "I'm Carlos." By now it was pouring outside and the sky was that bluish grey that was indicative that the sun was coming up soon, however the clouds seemed as if they had other plans. The boys walked together making small conversation, Carlos held the umbrella with one hand, his dick with the other. As they rounded the corner, they stopped and stood close to each other, as if huddled for warmth. Again, Ricardo reached for Carlos' dick, as it was still hard in his sweats. He slowly jerked it in the rain thru the cotton. Carlos made his own moves for Ricardo's dick, feeling it thru his jeans and rubbing on it.

Watching for traffic and pedestrians, Carlos asked Ricardo, "Yo, let me see ya shit pa." Ricardo was eager to oblige, and got his dick out his jeans. Carlos rubbed the precum over the head of Ricardo's dick. Ricardo put his hand into Carlos' sweats and rubbed the foreskin over his dick, then removed it from his sweats to catch a peek of the thing that has had him captivated for going on an hour.

Before things got past the point of no return, Carlos said that he had to go to work and that it was in the other direction of where Ricardo was going. Ricardo, hoping to finish this later asked him for his number. "Nah pa, I got a girl at home, can't let her know about this shit." Carlos replied. Ricardo thought to himself for a moment and then offered to walk with him for a couple of blocks. Together they walked and flirted until they both arrived at a mutual thought. As they began to pass a lobby of an apartment building, Carlos reached to check if the door was open -- it was not. Ricardo saw one across the street, "How about that one pa?"

Running across the street, they found the door unlocked and stepped inside. Carlos put the umbrella down and they were now standing next to each other, both hard and clearly bellaco. "Can I kiss you pa?" Ricardo asked. "Yeah," Carlos replied, and with that they began to make out with a quickness, Ricardo feeling on Carlos' dick and Carlos doing the same.

With Carlos' dick in his hand, Ricardo squatted down and began to suck on it. Carlos stood there, head knocked back, with one hand on the back of Ricardo's head. "Damn pa, that feels mad good." Carlos said. Ricardo continued to suck Carlos' dick for a little while longer, and then stood. "Pa, get mine." he said to Carlos. Carlos was quick to repay the favor and dropped to his knees. Ricardo rubbed the back of his head and thought to himself, for a guy with a girl friend, his head game's on point. They continued to give each other head for some time, pausing in between to kiss more.

Carlos' dick looked ready, he was breathing heavily, and was clearly eager to bust. Catching the clues, Ricardo knew what time it was. Together Carlos and Ricardo both jerked off until they came in the stoop. Their nut shot on the wall and on the floor in majestic bursts. Putting their dicks away, they were in agreement that whatever it was they had just participated in was hot. As Carlos gathered his things, Ricardo leaned over and kissed him one last time before they parted ways. "Have a great day at work papo." Ricardo said to Carlos. Carlos smiled, "You have a good day too pa, thanx for everything, I had a great time." Ricardo replied, "Me too!"

The two strangers walked into the rain heading in opposite directions of Brooklyn -- unknown if they'd ever cross paths again.

Boys will be boys...

Begin the Fall of the Republican Machine...

under indictment
his rising star shall soon fall
justice will be ours!





When the current regime falls, the balance of the Force shall be restored...

A Welcomed Surprise...

strange interactions
welcome and unexpected
when they're of substance

Something strange happened to me today -- I received an email from someone who had been reading not only my blog but my .mac site as well. Basically the email said that he enjoyed reading my blog and was interested in getting to know me. Feeling slightly intrigued, I responded back to his email and to my great surprise I found an intelligent creature on the other end, The Scientist from the North.

At 24 years of age, The Scientist from the North is working on his PhD in linguistic anthropology. He's a Sagittarius whose birthday falls on the 20th of December. He is a Latino of Puerto Rican descent who that grew up in Rochester and now teaches civics to high school students in Chi-town while working on his degree. In addition to these things, he's adorable...

But come on now, let's be realistic... Is this another one of life's cruel games or is there really potential for more than playing phone tag and chatting on AIM?

Personally I'm holding out for option B. I had spoken to Azteca about this, and he laughed at me. He had said that I was the only person he knew that would travel to Chicago for a piece of ass. I took offense to this because for the past 72 hours The Scientist from the North and I have been having some hard core debates on social issues and the state of homo affairs as they exist both in the real world and online. Some might believe that these are staple Chulo topics of conversation, and while it may be true that I've shared my thoughts on these topics in the past, the last time I have really gone at it like this was when Zayra'kotu and I would lock horns in the frozen tundra.

Something inside is telling us to be careful but at the same time there are voices inside of our head that are encouraging the behaviour of pushing the envelope in order to not only test limits, but also to find out what's really going on inside of his head.

It's interesting -- he discovered eljangueo, the main news outlet for The Nation of Chulo, while perusing The Flyer Boy's blog. After he arrived, he made certain assumptions about Chulo that after actually asking questions about he later found out to be not accurate in their entirety. I don't believe I turned out to be a disappointment, but I was definitely different than what he was expecting to find.

We all know that I'm not one to give up face value all at once. Like an Ogre, Chulo has layers and it's only thru careful examination that you can get to them all. I'm sure that by the time the roller coaster reaches its peak, The Scientist from the North will realise that all he expected to find is right there before him, he just needs to open his eyes and be receptive to the fact that it's filed under a different name.

Please keep your arms and legs inside the car at all times and pull the bar as far down onto your lap as possible...

Great Minds Think Alike...

on the other side
thousands of miles away
he is in my thoughts



While we've yet to meet in reality, Freddy and I are on the same page...

Silver Bells... (Silver Bells...) It's Christmas Time for a Chulo..

christmas snow abound
everywhere but in this state
my moment will come!


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Christmas is a time of giving... here's the list... give... (to me!)