Saturday, March 6, 2010
Relocating.
The Ranity is moving to tumblr. But I will not delete my blogspot as a reminder of what too much time on my hands has done. This was my first blog, my baby and I read some REALLY nice blogs. In the meantime find me at http://latelyranity.tumblr.com/
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
The Economy: What if Blacks, Latinos and Other Minority Democrats Switched to the Independent Party?
Continuously ignored by local and national elections alike, Blacks, Latinos and other inner city minorities may want to take a page out of Massachusetts and vote for the populist Independent leaning candidate. After all, that was the same movement that got the hard left Democrat Barack Obama elected as President only a year ago. With an economy well over 10% nationally and currently 18% in New York City alone, Middle class families and minorities are feeling the pressure and finding it harder to make ends meet. In Middle America, the question become more "Do I have enough to feed my family and put gas in the tank to drive into the city to find work?".
In African-American epicenters such as New York City, Chicago and DC, economic hardships are highly uncommon. In NYC, Prior to the economic meltdown, Unemployment in the African American community was already at 10% and 8% in the Latino community. In 2010 it stands at 18% unemployment citywide, 23% statewide and if you like numbers check this out; 64% of the African American community is unemployed as of 2008 with many of their jobs not looking to return to their communities and families. Yet time and time again we hear of promises to bring jobs back, create green jobs, tax cuts for people making below a certain amount. Lately, what we have seen are bonuses for people making those 100k jobs in the same industries that got us into this mess on the backs of people that didn't have to begin with. The taxpayers are furious. More is being taken from them and nothing is being given back.
Regardless, if you're a Republican or Democrat. If you're a minority, regardless of money status, you are considered Americas bastard child. If Blacks (that vote) whom makes up the US population switched to the Independence Party. You would see major changes in inner cities. The power is not in how many Republicans show up to the polls, how many Democrats show up to the polls. It's about how many (IND) you can woo. Independents in America make up 10% of the electorate and are the ones that decide elections. If you cant win Independents, you've lost the race. Since the late 70s Blacks in inner cities have felt ignored by their political leaders on both aisles. Many blacks are registered Democrats. So how does 2010 & 2012 look for the people you voted for in the 2008 & 09 elections? Have they been holding up to their half of the bargain? The next question I pose is what if all minorities switched from being a Democrat and voted for a populist Independent? Independents (like Joe Liebermann of Connecticut and Bernie Sanders of Vermont) are great at holding up votes on bills if it does not satisfy the populist needs of their constituents. We can expect a lot of this from Scott Brown of Massachusetts as well. This is why I think it's time for Minorities of all backgrounds (gays, lesbians, blacks, latinos) to vote Independent, so that they finally get their voices heard and not shoved in the back of all the noise and clutter of issues that frankly doesn't matter to them.
Barack Obama famously quoted as saying "I'd rather be a good 1 term president than a sub-par 2 term president". Dear Mister President, what if your one term looks a lot like your first year and all of the sudden the same people that voted you into the white house decided to vote against both their democratic and republican congressmen and senators and ultimately voted you out of office for lets say, an Independent candidate that actually listens to the concerns of the people. What would that concern be? Oh Yeah J.O.B.S!!!! Part of being a good leader is being a good listener and right now you are not being a good leader or a good listener. Would you be a good listener if you too like many underpaid minorities were left without a job? Would you be a good listener if you too like many Middle Class families were put out of their homes onto the streets? I hear it gets pretty cold in Chicago ya know. The Economy is tired of being the side-ho to your Health Care agenda and so are Americans.
In African-American epicenters such as New York City, Chicago and DC, economic hardships are highly uncommon. In NYC, Prior to the economic meltdown, Unemployment in the African American community was already at 10% and 8% in the Latino community. In 2010 it stands at 18% unemployment citywide, 23% statewide and if you like numbers check this out; 64% of the African American community is unemployed as of 2008 with many of their jobs not looking to return to their communities and families. Yet time and time again we hear of promises to bring jobs back, create green jobs, tax cuts for people making below a certain amount. Lately, what we have seen are bonuses for people making those 100k jobs in the same industries that got us into this mess on the backs of people that didn't have to begin with. The taxpayers are furious. More is being taken from them and nothing is being given back.
Regardless, if you're a Republican or Democrat. If you're a minority, regardless of money status, you are considered Americas bastard child. If Blacks (that vote) whom makes up the US population switched to the Independence Party. You would see major changes in inner cities. The power is not in how many Republicans show up to the polls, how many Democrats show up to the polls. It's about how many (IND) you can woo. Independents in America make up 10% of the electorate and are the ones that decide elections. If you cant win Independents, you've lost the race. Since the late 70s Blacks in inner cities have felt ignored by their political leaders on both aisles. Many blacks are registered Democrats. So how does 2010 & 2012 look for the people you voted for in the 2008 & 09 elections? Have they been holding up to their half of the bargain? The next question I pose is what if all minorities switched from being a Democrat and voted for a populist Independent? Independents (like Joe Liebermann of Connecticut and Bernie Sanders of Vermont) are great at holding up votes on bills if it does not satisfy the populist needs of their constituents. We can expect a lot of this from Scott Brown of Massachusetts as well. This is why I think it's time for Minorities of all backgrounds (gays, lesbians, blacks, latinos) to vote Independent, so that they finally get their voices heard and not shoved in the back of all the noise and clutter of issues that frankly doesn't matter to them.
Barack Obama famously quoted as saying "I'd rather be a good 1 term president than a sub-par 2 term president". Dear Mister President, what if your one term looks a lot like your first year and all of the sudden the same people that voted you into the white house decided to vote against both their democratic and republican congressmen and senators and ultimately voted you out of office for lets say, an Independent candidate that actually listens to the concerns of the people. What would that concern be? Oh Yeah J.O.B.S!!!! Part of being a good leader is being a good listener and right now you are not being a good leader or a good listener. Would you be a good listener if you too like many underpaid minorities were left without a job? Would you be a good listener if you too like many Middle Class families were put out of their homes onto the streets? I hear it gets pretty cold in Chicago ya know. The Economy is tired of being the side-ho to your Health Care agenda and so are Americans.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
"Friends & Lovers" Part VI
On the way back from Lenox Mall, much of the tension between Dion and Andre had passed. The comfort level was back again. Andre felt bad for making Dion cry in public. He hung the pictures that they took together in the photo booth attached to one of his car ornaments.
"Andre"
"Yeah.."
"Have you ever been in a relationship before, like ever been in love before?"
Andre pulled over the car onto the shoulder. This took Dion back a little as he wasn't sure what was going on. Andre took a deep breath and the furrows of his forehead cringed. Dion became concerned as he thought once again, he had done something wrong.
"Dre what's wrong?" Dion started getting worried
"I'm fine, I'm sorry. I have been in a relationship..." he said "...about two years ago, I fell in love with this dude Chaddrick. He was my first love, my best friend, I thought he was my everything. I would go to school and he'd pick me up and we'd go to his place and just kick it ya know"
"What happened?" Dion said
"I don't know what happened but he started getting controlling and crazy for no reason! He started accusing me of cheating on him and we'd get into fights. My parents thought all the black and blue was from school or football practice or whatever, but they were from him." Andre rested his arm on the lowered window on his side of the car.
"One day I just had enough and I drove away and he followed me. I drove faster and he tried to catch up with me so I got on the highway to get away from him. I was more scared of what would happen if he tried to catch up with. I managed to escape him though. He wasn't able to escape the 18 wheeler though"
"Aww man, I'm so sorry"
"Man fuck him, I found out at the funeral, he was the one cheating on me" Andre said
"What?"
"And ya know that's probably why I can't cry about him now. Why? He didn't love me, he just wanted to control me" Andre said holding back tears.
Andre somewhat felt like he was responsible for Chaddricks death.
"I hadn't talked about what happened with anyone, not even my mom and dad" Andre said
"Wow, I don't know what to say boo"
"You don't have to say anything. You just being here is everything"
It was clear to Dion that while Dre was ready to move on and find somebody to be with, He still had unfinished business with Carl before he can move to the next level with Andre. They've only known each other for a little under a week and it was clear to him that they were possibly still moving too fast.
After nearly a half hour on the road, Dion & Dre pull up the house. Dion takes a deep breath as he know he is going to have confront the man he has been in a relationship for the past few years and confront him with his feelings for Andre.
"I'll wait out here if you need me, yell, call anything" Andre said
"I'll be fine, Carl won't do anything stupid" Dion said
Andre and Dion lean over to kiss each other. Dion opens the door to the car and walks to his front door. Andre immediately turns his atention to Carls vehicle.. He thought to himself, hmmm thats a familiar looking car. The car looked familiar to him and he didn't know why and it finally came to him but he didn't want to believe it. He picks up his phone to call his roommate Trey. Trey picks up the phone and lowers the volume on his television.
"Yooooo" Trey said in his deep southern voice
"Ayo Trey, that dude that you be having coming over...Carl, what car does he drive?"
"A grey 2006 Nissan, why?"
"I think something messy is about to go down"
"You always think somebody is being messy"
"No seriously, dude is messy"
"Whatever nigga" Trey said in mid yawn
"Trey we both know how you get down, all I'm gonna ask you is this, have y'all been using protection"
"Nigga that's none of your business what I be doing"
"Come on now this ain't none of your young ass punks, I think the dude you been fuckin with is my dudes boyfriend"
"Well that ain't got shit to do with me, that's their problem and you oughta stay out of it it too"
"We'll talk about this later"
"Ain't shit to talk about, I ain't being bothered with them folks mess, fuck outta here"
Trey clearly upset on the other end of the phone, hung up on Andre. Andre is now confused as to whether he should knock on the door or stay outside like Dion asked.
Dion slowly walks into his living room to see Carl sitting on the couch. The tension between the two of them is extremely thick.
"Carl" Dion said with a nervousness in his voice
"Hey baby" Carl said with a smile and a slight nervousness in his voice
Dion didn't respond, he just looked at his boyfriend. Something was odd, wrong and different about him. He didn't appear to be the confident boyfriend that he once had been.
"I've missed you baby" Carl said in a soft voice
Something was wrong because Dion could feel it. Carl was rather unusual acting but Dion sat down on the couch next to him.
"So what's been going on?"
"Nothing"
"Nothing?"
"What are we doing Carl?"
"What do you mean?"
"Have we been loving each other or Have we been just putting on one big show"
"What are you talking about?"
"Our relationship has been going south ever since you been taking all these trips"
"Baby I been doing it for you, for us!"
"Well neither one of us is benefiting from that"
"What are you talking about?"
"Carl I think it's time that we end it for real"
"Baby we can work this out"
"I've been seeing someone else"
"I know"
"What?"
"I saw you two together in bed this morning"
"Is it because I wouldn't let you fuck me? Is that what it was?"
"What?...Carl no! it's not about who's the top of who's the bottom, Our relationship was more than just who was fucking who and who was taking it. It became one-sided. Everything became more about you then it was about us, ya know You and I.. If it didn't concern you, you weren't interested."
"Give me a chance to at least make a change"
"You've said that before Carl, you're selfish and I let you remain that way with me. People are supposed to grow in relationships but I let you be usual self"
"Baby what can I do to make this work"
"It's over Carl. It was over for a long time. Neither one of us saw it coming"
"So you about to up and leave and move on to the next thing that makes you feel good?"
Dion's phone rings and it's Dre. Dion picks up the phone looking directly at Carl.
"Baby, Carls been cheating on you this whole time. I just found out he's been fucking with my roommate. I just got off the phone with Trey"
"WHAT?" Dion became aggitated by the news
"My roommate is HIV+. I'm not trying to scare you but I know my roommate and he's not responsible at all. I think you and I should get tested just to make sure"
"Are you sure"
"I'm very sure"
"Baby I'll be out in a minute"
Carl became angry at Dion calling another man baby, What he didn't expect was Dion to punch him in the face so hard that his nose began to gush blood. Dion was never the angry type nor the type that fought. Dion at the same time was no punk either. He hit Carl so hard that his nose began to throb.
"What The Fuck!"
"Trey...who's Trey?"
"I don't know who the fuck you're talking about and what was that about"
Carl held his nose trying to stop the blood but there was too much running down his nose. Dion picks up Carls blackberry that was sitting on the table and began peering through the contacts list.
"If I find anyone name with Trey or Tremaine in this phone"
The first name that appears on the screen is Trey from College Park 678-229-6261. Dion then drops the blackberry and stares at Carl.
"I want you gone when I come back"
"Babe!" Andre yells and nudges Dion as they're waiting for their test results
"Huh" Dion woke up out of his daze reflecting on earlier events
"She is talking to us"
Standing in front of the two genetlemen was Nurse Jacqueline Brown. Earlier Dre joked and called her Nurse Jackie. Wearing a lab coat and a hair style resembling Michelle Obama and simple earrings, the chocolate brown complexion nurse smiled at the pair.
"Ok gentlemen, I got you're results and I'm pleased to say that both of you came back HIV negative. Negative for syhphillis, gonorrhea, chlamydia, herpes. All negative"
Dion and Andre hugged each other, tears of joys began flowing. The nurse handed them both their papers stating their clean bill of health and walked out to let them gather themselves.
"Marlon and Robert wants us to come over for dinner" Dion calmly sighed
"Does this make us official?" Dre said with a slight smirk
"Let's take it slow. one step. one day at a time...but I got a good feeling about this" Dion as he kissed Dre on his lips "I got a good feeling about you and I"
"Me Too" Dre said.
"Andre"
"Yeah.."
"Have you ever been in a relationship before, like ever been in love before?"
Andre pulled over the car onto the shoulder. This took Dion back a little as he wasn't sure what was going on. Andre took a deep breath and the furrows of his forehead cringed. Dion became concerned as he thought once again, he had done something wrong.
"Dre what's wrong?" Dion started getting worried
"I'm fine, I'm sorry. I have been in a relationship..." he said "...about two years ago, I fell in love with this dude Chaddrick. He was my first love, my best friend, I thought he was my everything. I would go to school and he'd pick me up and we'd go to his place and just kick it ya know"
"What happened?" Dion said
"I don't know what happened but he started getting controlling and crazy for no reason! He started accusing me of cheating on him and we'd get into fights. My parents thought all the black and blue was from school or football practice or whatever, but they were from him." Andre rested his arm on the lowered window on his side of the car.
"One day I just had enough and I drove away and he followed me. I drove faster and he tried to catch up with me so I got on the highway to get away from him. I was more scared of what would happen if he tried to catch up with. I managed to escape him though. He wasn't able to escape the 18 wheeler though"
"Aww man, I'm so sorry"
"Man fuck him, I found out at the funeral, he was the one cheating on me" Andre said
"What?"
"And ya know that's probably why I can't cry about him now. Why? He didn't love me, he just wanted to control me" Andre said holding back tears.
Andre somewhat felt like he was responsible for Chaddricks death.
"I hadn't talked about what happened with anyone, not even my mom and dad" Andre said
"Wow, I don't know what to say boo"
"You don't have to say anything. You just being here is everything"
It was clear to Dion that while Dre was ready to move on and find somebody to be with, He still had unfinished business with Carl before he can move to the next level with Andre. They've only known each other for a little under a week and it was clear to him that they were possibly still moving too fast.
After nearly a half hour on the road, Dion & Dre pull up the house. Dion takes a deep breath as he know he is going to have confront the man he has been in a relationship for the past few years and confront him with his feelings for Andre.
"I'll wait out here if you need me, yell, call anything" Andre said
"I'll be fine, Carl won't do anything stupid" Dion said
Andre and Dion lean over to kiss each other. Dion opens the door to the car and walks to his front door. Andre immediately turns his atention to Carls vehicle.. He thought to himself, hmmm thats a familiar looking car. The car looked familiar to him and he didn't know why and it finally came to him but he didn't want to believe it. He picks up his phone to call his roommate Trey. Trey picks up the phone and lowers the volume on his television.
"Yooooo" Trey said in his deep southern voice
"Ayo Trey, that dude that you be having coming over...Carl, what car does he drive?"
"A grey 2006 Nissan, why?"
"I think something messy is about to go down"
"You always think somebody is being messy"
"No seriously, dude is messy"
"Whatever nigga" Trey said in mid yawn
"Trey we both know how you get down, all I'm gonna ask you is this, have y'all been using protection"
"Nigga that's none of your business what I be doing"
"Come on now this ain't none of your young ass punks, I think the dude you been fuckin with is my dudes boyfriend"
"Well that ain't got shit to do with me, that's their problem and you oughta stay out of it it too"
"We'll talk about this later"
"Ain't shit to talk about, I ain't being bothered with them folks mess, fuck outta here"
Trey clearly upset on the other end of the phone, hung up on Andre. Andre is now confused as to whether he should knock on the door or stay outside like Dion asked.
Dion slowly walks into his living room to see Carl sitting on the couch. The tension between the two of them is extremely thick.
"Carl" Dion said with a nervousness in his voice
"Hey baby" Carl said with a smile and a slight nervousness in his voice
Dion didn't respond, he just looked at his boyfriend. Something was odd, wrong and different about him. He didn't appear to be the confident boyfriend that he once had been.
"I've missed you baby" Carl said in a soft voice
Something was wrong because Dion could feel it. Carl was rather unusual acting but Dion sat down on the couch next to him.
"So what's been going on?"
"Nothing"
"Nothing?"
"What are we doing Carl?"
"What do you mean?"
"Have we been loving each other or Have we been just putting on one big show"
"What are you talking about?"
"Our relationship has been going south ever since you been taking all these trips"
"Baby I been doing it for you, for us!"
"Well neither one of us is benefiting from that"
"What are you talking about?"
"Carl I think it's time that we end it for real"
"Baby we can work this out"
"I've been seeing someone else"
"I know"
"What?"
"I saw you two together in bed this morning"
"Is it because I wouldn't let you fuck me? Is that what it was?"
"What?...Carl no! it's not about who's the top of who's the bottom, Our relationship was more than just who was fucking who and who was taking it. It became one-sided. Everything became more about you then it was about us, ya know You and I.. If it didn't concern you, you weren't interested."
"Give me a chance to at least make a change"
"You've said that before Carl, you're selfish and I let you remain that way with me. People are supposed to grow in relationships but I let you be usual self"
"Baby what can I do to make this work"
"It's over Carl. It was over for a long time. Neither one of us saw it coming"
"So you about to up and leave and move on to the next thing that makes you feel good?"
Dion's phone rings and it's Dre. Dion picks up the phone looking directly at Carl.
"Baby, Carls been cheating on you this whole time. I just found out he's been fucking with my roommate. I just got off the phone with Trey"
"WHAT?" Dion became aggitated by the news
"My roommate is HIV+. I'm not trying to scare you but I know my roommate and he's not responsible at all. I think you and I should get tested just to make sure"
"Are you sure"
"I'm very sure"
"Baby I'll be out in a minute"
Carl became angry at Dion calling another man baby, What he didn't expect was Dion to punch him in the face so hard that his nose began to gush blood. Dion was never the angry type nor the type that fought. Dion at the same time was no punk either. He hit Carl so hard that his nose began to throb.
"What The Fuck!"
"Trey...who's Trey?"
"I don't know who the fuck you're talking about and what was that about"
Carl held his nose trying to stop the blood but there was too much running down his nose. Dion picks up Carls blackberry that was sitting on the table and began peering through the contacts list.
"If I find anyone name with Trey or Tremaine in this phone"
The first name that appears on the screen is Trey from College Park 678-229-6261. Dion then drops the blackberry and stares at Carl.
"I want you gone when I come back"
"Babe!" Andre yells and nudges Dion as they're waiting for their test results
"Huh" Dion woke up out of his daze reflecting on earlier events
"She is talking to us"
Standing in front of the two genetlemen was Nurse Jacqueline Brown. Earlier Dre joked and called her Nurse Jackie. Wearing a lab coat and a hair style resembling Michelle Obama and simple earrings, the chocolate brown complexion nurse smiled at the pair.
"Ok gentlemen, I got you're results and I'm pleased to say that both of you came back HIV negative. Negative for syhphillis, gonorrhea, chlamydia, herpes. All negative"
Dion and Andre hugged each other, tears of joys began flowing. The nurse handed them both their papers stating their clean bill of health and walked out to let them gather themselves.
"Marlon and Robert wants us to come over for dinner" Dion calmly sighed
"Does this make us official?" Dre said with a slight smirk
"Let's take it slow. one step. one day at a time...but I got a good feeling about this" Dion as he kissed Dre on his lips "I got a good feeling about you and I"
"Me Too" Dre said.
Friday, January 8, 2010
SIZE matters...
Lets talk about it. Penis, Dick, Cock, Pene, Bicho, Pinga. Let's be realistic we never hear about a person saying they want a guy with a small or average size penis . Even if the guy has everything going for him, if he can't seem to please his partner with what God gave him, that may be the deal breaker. Ok we already established that, Many of us insist that we are not "hoes" for wanting a man with a sizeable gift but we just "know what we want". Fine.
Lets talk about the guy that wants to be seen for more than for whats in between his legs because guess what, they are out there, and they want love and appreciation for their mind, their spirit and their ability to be a good man to you in your relationship, not just an occasional jumpoff, one night stand or cut buddy. For some people size matters but last night I met someone who was looking for someone who can get pass that. For him personality matters, intelligence matters, connection matters.
I had seen him in his underwear for the first time since knowing him and my eyes pierced up and down his body. He had been working out way more than previously thought and his body was coming together very well. The record scratching moment was when I got his crotch area and realized while he wasn't hard he was extremely well endowed penis, balls the whole works. We weren't going to do anything but I was awfully curious as to what the hell was going on between his legs.
Being the sexually liberated person I am, I made a passing a comment of course about his workout effort but also about him being well endowed. While I expected this be a compliment, this brought out a slight insecurity about it. To be a black man and hung like, one would think it would be considered more than a blessing. For him it has become an absolutely curse. He's a college graduate, lives in a decent neighbourhood, owns his car,smart, young, talented, handsome, works out and has an aspiring career in broadcasting and yet he is looked as a penis with legs. It's very similar to how most men look at women as a face, tits and legs or a face, booty and legs and every thing else seems to come as a secondary priority.
When working out, people often gather around him while he working out just to see his ding a ling flop around in his track pants or even in the early morning when he goes jogging, it's as if his neighbours stalks him with their eyes and while again for some people this may be a huge ego booster for him it's awkward and downright annoying. Try being flagged by lifeguards and beach patrol for "indecent exposure", or better yet accussed of shoplifting because of the inappropriate bulge in his slacks or jeans. Meanwhile this constant harrassment is all a ploy by many to get him "prove" to them that whats in his slacks is the real deal. After speaking to him, I realized that not only is it harrassment, not only is it a nuisance but isn't this illegal? Would you ask a woman to unbutton her blouse to prove that she isn't "hiding merchandise" in her tits? Meeting guys albeit in the club or online is a big enough problem as it is but you know how the tacky size queens are a bit overjoyed when they see a handsome man, a car, nice body, dressed well and a bulge that won't quit. The conversation quickly goes from "so what do you do for a living" to "damn I wanna ride your dick".
I quickly took back my compliment because I wanted to make sure that he knew that I saw him as more than just meat between his legs. He also made me realize it is about how you approach a person that determines the outcome. I know for me, it reinforces my rule that I set back in 2008, that I would keep compliments about someones body to myself! There's something way more genuine about the interaction then hearing or saying "you're so sexy", "damn your body is nice", "you got a fat ass", etc etc etc.
According to him, he didn't take any offense however had it been someone else...then you know it'd be alot different. Luckily, we're just friends
I wrote this because I wanted to bring attention to a subject that is talked about but not looked at from another point of View.
Thoughts?
Lets talk about the guy that wants to be seen for more than for whats in between his legs because guess what, they are out there, and they want love and appreciation for their mind, their spirit and their ability to be a good man to you in your relationship, not just an occasional jumpoff, one night stand or cut buddy. For some people size matters but last night I met someone who was looking for someone who can get pass that. For him personality matters, intelligence matters, connection matters.
I had seen him in his underwear for the first time since knowing him and my eyes pierced up and down his body. He had been working out way more than previously thought and his body was coming together very well. The record scratching moment was when I got his crotch area and realized while he wasn't hard he was extremely well endowed penis, balls the whole works. We weren't going to do anything but I was awfully curious as to what the hell was going on between his legs.
Being the sexually liberated person I am, I made a passing a comment of course about his workout effort but also about him being well endowed. While I expected this be a compliment, this brought out a slight insecurity about it. To be a black man and hung like, one would think it would be considered more than a blessing. For him it has become an absolutely curse. He's a college graduate, lives in a decent neighbourhood, owns his car,smart, young, talented, handsome, works out and has an aspiring career in broadcasting and yet he is looked as a penis with legs. It's very similar to how most men look at women as a face, tits and legs or a face, booty and legs and every thing else seems to come as a secondary priority.
When working out, people often gather around him while he working out just to see his ding a ling flop around in his track pants or even in the early morning when he goes jogging, it's as if his neighbours stalks him with their eyes and while again for some people this may be a huge ego booster for him it's awkward and downright annoying. Try being flagged by lifeguards and beach patrol for "indecent exposure", or better yet accussed of shoplifting because of the inappropriate bulge in his slacks or jeans. Meanwhile this constant harrassment is all a ploy by many to get him "prove" to them that whats in his slacks is the real deal. After speaking to him, I realized that not only is it harrassment, not only is it a nuisance but isn't this illegal? Would you ask a woman to unbutton her blouse to prove that she isn't "hiding merchandise" in her tits? Meeting guys albeit in the club or online is a big enough problem as it is but you know how the tacky size queens are a bit overjoyed when they see a handsome man, a car, nice body, dressed well and a bulge that won't quit. The conversation quickly goes from "so what do you do for a living" to "damn I wanna ride your dick".
I quickly took back my compliment because I wanted to make sure that he knew that I saw him as more than just meat between his legs. He also made me realize it is about how you approach a person that determines the outcome. I know for me, it reinforces my rule that I set back in 2008, that I would keep compliments about someones body to myself! There's something way more genuine about the interaction then hearing or saying "you're so sexy", "damn your body is nice", "you got a fat ass", etc etc etc.
According to him, he didn't take any offense however had it been someone else...then you know it'd be alot different. Luckily, we're just friends
I wrote this because I wanted to bring attention to a subject that is talked about but not looked at from another point of View.
Thoughts?
Friday, January 1, 2010
Artists That Will Survive & Wane in the new Decade.
Artists To Continue to Into The New Decade
T.I.
Jail time couldn't come at a perfect time, at the end of the decade. It is not as if T.I. has ever left the scene. Music was being released well into his jail time and he is one of few artists in the new iTunes era besides Lady Gaga to see all their albums singles go to the Top 10. I expect Clifford Harris to knock us dead once again into the next decade.
Beyonce
There is no stopping the machine. She is one of few contemporary artists capable of selling 500k in first week sales, selling out packed arenas and garnering numerous awards. With I Am...Sasha Fierce only selling 2.1 million copies and spotty charting on the U.S.Hot 100, which is small potatos next to her epic debut, this will give her much fuel to recreate those numbers.
Green Day
Ageless, This group first burst on to the scene in 1994 and if you can survive the 90s then you pretty much survive any decade. That era has left behind Alanis Morrissette, LIVE, R.E.M and Courtney Love & Hole with only Smashing Pumpkins, No Doubt making it out alive and Fiona Apple making it out by just a hair. They have become our generations U2. The group that goes against rhythmic music that tends to dominate the charts and the clubs but yet the music is good and all people of all backgrounds can like it. Each decade they manage to captivate us with consistently good albums isn't going anywhere fast.
Lady Gaga
Holy crap, where did she come from? She's blonde, she's crazy, she's art and she is Lady Gaga! She sings, she dances, she plays the piano and she choreographs. She understands music! She is everything that is great about pop genre music. She is hailed by many to be the female Freddie Mercury, the white Grace Jones, the product of Madonna and the lost offspring of David Bowie while possessing the vocal versatility that is unique to her. If she continues to make music videos like that of Poker Face, Love Game & Bad Romance while pushing the envelope she will be around for as long as time allows her to.
Mary J. Blige
The Queen of Hip-Hop Soul has been making music since 1991. Mary had a steady following that has been with her since the often forgotten yet referenced Whats The 411, she began gaining a broader audience on No More Drama and developed a following on the Breakthrough. She is still not at Queen of Soul status but she doesn't need it. Hip-Hop Soul is where her throne is at and where her subjects continue to be inspired by her tell-tale lyrics. As long as there is a story to tell and someones going through a personal hell, Mary will be right there to be your ears and your Dear Abby. In this case, Dear Mary.
Pink
What chick is funkiest and doesn't give a fuck more than Pink? The spikey blonde hair wearing, nose ring piercing and multiple tattoo in weird places don diva is the product of 90's star Kandi (formerly of Xscape) and L.A. Reid. Pink also survived the 90's to have a string of multi platinum albums. What Pink brings to Rock & Roll is her R&B roots. She doesn't yell but she actually does vocal runs that touches a nerve and if she catches you at the right moment, you must just quiver a little. Her move from R&B/Hip-Hop to Rock was a smart one as no one will be able to do it quite like she can. Pink is the rock leader of female empowerment.
Taylor Swift
Ok before you jump on my case, let me explain something about Taylor Swift. She is young, she is pretty and she is quite talented. She reaches a huge audience. She is also country. There is a genuine appeal that Leann Rimes was not able to captivate in the 90s. She makes it cool for young boys and girls to listen to Country without feeling "uncool" or "square", part of that she can thank for releasing music at 15. She is now 20 and has the highest selling album of 2009 over Susan Boyle.
Maxwell
Huh? Maxwell you ask? Maxwell took a 10 year break what if he goes through another 10 year break? Maxwell is obligated to give us 2 more albums are a part of his Black Summer Night package and you best to believe this vocal babymaker will stretch and milk it for everything that its worth given the first installment of the Black Summer Night Series. Maxwell saw 300k+ sold in his first week which had never happened up until that point. He reached an audience other than that predictable Urban crowd which will propel his success further.
Alicia Keys
I often compare Alicia Keys to the smooth crooner Roberta Flack. They both are beautiful songwriters of their time. Roberta Flack didn't enjoy as long as a successful run as a piano playing singer/songwriter on the charts as Alicia is now because what Alicia has is presence and appeal. Alicia Keys also grew up in the area known as Hells Kitchen, NY. You don't come from Hells Kitchen and expect to become a multi-platinum artist. She has found a way to be that artist that doesn't have to sling, pop or shake in order to sell. Just play and sing and sing good is all we ask of Alicia and the recognition continues to pour in.
Artist That Will Wane in the new decade
Rihanna
She's already headed down a slippery slope of partying and alcohol according to the tabloids. Her success has been linked to her fashion, her stunning beauty and her relationship turned break up from Chris Brown. Now that there's just the music left to focus on, I'm not sure if she can fulfill her 7 album Def Jam contract with the sales she did of her widely sucessful "Good Girl Gone Bad". There is truly room for her to prove me wrong. But with the turn to dark side "Rated R" provided us with, she better get happy again and quick. Her widely white audiences will not allow themselves to stay depressed.
Chris Brown
Jeff Foxworthy, a popular redneck comedian made a comment about Chris Brown comparing Breezys plight to Michael Vicks. Michaela life has been changed permanently. He has paid his debt to society but he has a long road to go. As Jeff pointed Chris road maybe a bit longer. The public is not ready for him to shove albums at us critically acclaimed or not. Until the public is ready to forgive him, he won't see another successful Hot 100 song or album.
Letoya
I love this sultry sweet mezzo-soprano and she is clearly the sweeter member of the originally Destinys Child line up. Beauty however doesn't sell albums, music do and while 2007 was her comeback year, it was truly not a good follow up year in 2009. Her only strength from her sophomore album have been radio airplay of "She Aint Got" & "Regret". With radios being particularly overwhelmed by new projects from Lady Gaga & Beyonce, Letoya will find herself back to pre-"Torn" unless her label figures something out. I want to wrong in this prediction.
Mariah Carey
Even though Mariah is slated to release a remix album of her lackluster selling "Memoirs on an Imprefect Angel", what can an artist do that has done it all? Mariah is on legend status. She may not have to sell another record or do another live performance. The sheer essence of her 5 octave voice is unmatched. However, she barely survived 2000 - 2009 if it wasn't for the release of "Emancipation of Mimi" and tge strength of her follow up #1 "Touch My Body" & top ten banger "Obsessed". This may be reason to keep going however, even many of her "Lambs" have noticed tge abuse Mariahs voice has endured in her 21 years as an artist. I doubt Mimi will leave the game and in that same breath I also don't see Mariah selling what "Emancipation" did.
Keri Hilson
Keri is not unique in the sense that she is a superb writer and a fun hook singer. Ashanti, Lil Mo were that too and neither managed to survive the 2000s. With several featured hits and one solo hit under her belt, I don't see consistency or a demand for new music. There is room to prove me wrong
Nicki Minaj
Nicki is cute and she's funny. She also brings a femininity that female rappers have never had, in that same breath, it's okay to be a "lady" but still have to spit the lyrics. Her rap flow can be quite juvenile, over-articulate and does these grunts in the middle of her bars reminiscent of Ludacris. That is not enough to keep her superior. God help her if she ever gets tested in a free style battle by one of tge bad bitches of rap however, her lack of skill and peoples desire for better will be her own battle to deal with.
50 Cent
Times up buddy, your music sounds the same each album. You're good but you're not so good to where we don't notice that your music is boring and repetitive. Just take a one way trip somewhere.
Jennifer Lopez
J.Lo is more than a machine, she's an empire now. Up to date only her and Diana Ross are the only two divas to perform in the rain and get wet, looking awesome doing it (Rihanna performed in the snow). Jennifer is also a superior dancer however she's also in the "women of a certain age" bracket and while she's at her fiercest when she's giving us much the choreography, time and time again her album sales since her third album, the highly successful "J to tha L O: The Remixes" have contined to decline and so has tge content of her music. TheXDexperience.com went on to quote "if she would just go back dating black men, her music would benefit" sadly Diddy ruined it for the brothas. Being the good mommy that she is, she won't be leaving powerhouse singer Marc Anthony anytime soon. (Btw, Marc was on my list of artists not to survive the 2000s and look...I was right).
Bobby Valentino
.... WHO? ...
Missy Elliot
Where she been at? Not making music. Her last significant album was in 2005 "The Cookbook" and what a dissapointment. It wasn't a bad album but it was revealed that Timbaland had only produced 1.5 tracks. I'm not sure what happened to Missy Elliot that we know and love but she may have checked out and left the building a long time ago. Instead of asking Who is Mike Jones, people will be asking Where is Missy Elliot?
Comebacks of the Decade
Janet Jackson
Lauryn Hill
Fantasia
Eve
Outkast
No Doubt
Toni Braxton
Don't expect them ever
Smashing Pumpkins
Hole
Donnie Klang
T.I.
Jail time couldn't come at a perfect time, at the end of the decade. It is not as if T.I. has ever left the scene. Music was being released well into his jail time and he is one of few artists in the new iTunes era besides Lady Gaga to see all their albums singles go to the Top 10. I expect Clifford Harris to knock us dead once again into the next decade.
Beyonce
There is no stopping the machine. She is one of few contemporary artists capable of selling 500k in first week sales, selling out packed arenas and garnering numerous awards. With I Am...Sasha Fierce only selling 2.1 million copies and spotty charting on the U.S.Hot 100, which is small potatos next to her epic debut, this will give her much fuel to recreate those numbers.
Green Day
Ageless, This group first burst on to the scene in 1994 and if you can survive the 90s then you pretty much survive any decade. That era has left behind Alanis Morrissette, LIVE, R.E.M and Courtney Love & Hole with only Smashing Pumpkins, No Doubt making it out alive and Fiona Apple making it out by just a hair. They have become our generations U2. The group that goes against rhythmic music that tends to dominate the charts and the clubs but yet the music is good and all people of all backgrounds can like it. Each decade they manage to captivate us with consistently good albums isn't going anywhere fast.
Lady Gaga
Holy crap, where did she come from? She's blonde, she's crazy, she's art and she is Lady Gaga! She sings, she dances, she plays the piano and she choreographs. She understands music! She is everything that is great about pop genre music. She is hailed by many to be the female Freddie Mercury, the white Grace Jones, the product of Madonna and the lost offspring of David Bowie while possessing the vocal versatility that is unique to her. If she continues to make music videos like that of Poker Face, Love Game & Bad Romance while pushing the envelope she will be around for as long as time allows her to.
Mary J. Blige
The Queen of Hip-Hop Soul has been making music since 1991. Mary had a steady following that has been with her since the often forgotten yet referenced Whats The 411, she began gaining a broader audience on No More Drama and developed a following on the Breakthrough. She is still not at Queen of Soul status but she doesn't need it. Hip-Hop Soul is where her throne is at and where her subjects continue to be inspired by her tell-tale lyrics. As long as there is a story to tell and someones going through a personal hell, Mary will be right there to be your ears and your Dear Abby. In this case, Dear Mary.
Pink
What chick is funkiest and doesn't give a fuck more than Pink? The spikey blonde hair wearing, nose ring piercing and multiple tattoo in weird places don diva is the product of 90's star Kandi (formerly of Xscape) and L.A. Reid. Pink also survived the 90's to have a string of multi platinum albums. What Pink brings to Rock & Roll is her R&B roots. She doesn't yell but she actually does vocal runs that touches a nerve and if she catches you at the right moment, you must just quiver a little. Her move from R&B/Hip-Hop to Rock was a smart one as no one will be able to do it quite like she can. Pink is the rock leader of female empowerment.
Taylor Swift
Ok before you jump on my case, let me explain something about Taylor Swift. She is young, she is pretty and she is quite talented. She reaches a huge audience. She is also country. There is a genuine appeal that Leann Rimes was not able to captivate in the 90s. She makes it cool for young boys and girls to listen to Country without feeling "uncool" or "square", part of that she can thank for releasing music at 15. She is now 20 and has the highest selling album of 2009 over Susan Boyle.
Maxwell
Huh? Maxwell you ask? Maxwell took a 10 year break what if he goes through another 10 year break? Maxwell is obligated to give us 2 more albums are a part of his Black Summer Night package and you best to believe this vocal babymaker will stretch and milk it for everything that its worth given the first installment of the Black Summer Night Series. Maxwell saw 300k+ sold in his first week which had never happened up until that point. He reached an audience other than that predictable Urban crowd which will propel his success further.
Alicia Keys
I often compare Alicia Keys to the smooth crooner Roberta Flack. They both are beautiful songwriters of their time. Roberta Flack didn't enjoy as long as a successful run as a piano playing singer/songwriter on the charts as Alicia is now because what Alicia has is presence and appeal. Alicia Keys also grew up in the area known as Hells Kitchen, NY. You don't come from Hells Kitchen and expect to become a multi-platinum artist. She has found a way to be that artist that doesn't have to sling, pop or shake in order to sell. Just play and sing and sing good is all we ask of Alicia and the recognition continues to pour in.
Artist That Will Wane in the new decade
Rihanna
She's already headed down a slippery slope of partying and alcohol according to the tabloids. Her success has been linked to her fashion, her stunning beauty and her relationship turned break up from Chris Brown. Now that there's just the music left to focus on, I'm not sure if she can fulfill her 7 album Def Jam contract with the sales she did of her widely sucessful "Good Girl Gone Bad". There is truly room for her to prove me wrong. But with the turn to dark side "Rated R" provided us with, she better get happy again and quick. Her widely white audiences will not allow themselves to stay depressed.
Chris Brown
Jeff Foxworthy, a popular redneck comedian made a comment about Chris Brown comparing Breezys plight to Michael Vicks. Michaela life has been changed permanently. He has paid his debt to society but he has a long road to go. As Jeff pointed Chris road maybe a bit longer. The public is not ready for him to shove albums at us critically acclaimed or not. Until the public is ready to forgive him, he won't see another successful Hot 100 song or album.
Letoya
I love this sultry sweet mezzo-soprano and she is clearly the sweeter member of the originally Destinys Child line up. Beauty however doesn't sell albums, music do and while 2007 was her comeback year, it was truly not a good follow up year in 2009. Her only strength from her sophomore album have been radio airplay of "She Aint Got" & "Regret". With radios being particularly overwhelmed by new projects from Lady Gaga & Beyonce, Letoya will find herself back to pre-"Torn" unless her label figures something out. I want to wrong in this prediction.
Mariah Carey
Even though Mariah is slated to release a remix album of her lackluster selling "Memoirs on an Imprefect Angel", what can an artist do that has done it all? Mariah is on legend status. She may not have to sell another record or do another live performance. The sheer essence of her 5 octave voice is unmatched. However, she barely survived 2000 - 2009 if it wasn't for the release of "Emancipation of Mimi" and tge strength of her follow up #1 "Touch My Body" & top ten banger "Obsessed". This may be reason to keep going however, even many of her "Lambs" have noticed tge abuse Mariahs voice has endured in her 21 years as an artist. I doubt Mimi will leave the game and in that same breath I also don't see Mariah selling what "Emancipation" did.
Keri Hilson
Keri is not unique in the sense that she is a superb writer and a fun hook singer. Ashanti, Lil Mo were that too and neither managed to survive the 2000s. With several featured hits and one solo hit under her belt, I don't see consistency or a demand for new music. There is room to prove me wrong
Nicki Minaj
Nicki is cute and she's funny. She also brings a femininity that female rappers have never had, in that same breath, it's okay to be a "lady" but still have to spit the lyrics. Her rap flow can be quite juvenile, over-articulate and does these grunts in the middle of her bars reminiscent of Ludacris. That is not enough to keep her superior. God help her if she ever gets tested in a free style battle by one of tge bad bitches of rap however, her lack of skill and peoples desire for better will be her own battle to deal with.
50 Cent
Times up buddy, your music sounds the same each album. You're good but you're not so good to where we don't notice that your music is boring and repetitive. Just take a one way trip somewhere.
Jennifer Lopez
J.Lo is more than a machine, she's an empire now. Up to date only her and Diana Ross are the only two divas to perform in the rain and get wet, looking awesome doing it (Rihanna performed in the snow). Jennifer is also a superior dancer however she's also in the "women of a certain age" bracket and while she's at her fiercest when she's giving us much the choreography, time and time again her album sales since her third album, the highly successful "J to tha L O: The Remixes" have contined to decline and so has tge content of her music. TheXDexperience.com went on to quote "if she would just go back dating black men, her music would benefit" sadly Diddy ruined it for the brothas. Being the good mommy that she is, she won't be leaving powerhouse singer Marc Anthony anytime soon. (Btw, Marc was on my list of artists not to survive the 2000s and look...I was right).
Bobby Valentino
.... WHO? ...
Missy Elliot
Where she been at? Not making music. Her last significant album was in 2005 "The Cookbook" and what a dissapointment. It wasn't a bad album but it was revealed that Timbaland had only produced 1.5 tracks. I'm not sure what happened to Missy Elliot that we know and love but she may have checked out and left the building a long time ago. Instead of asking Who is Mike Jones, people will be asking Where is Missy Elliot?
Comebacks of the Decade
Janet Jackson
Lauryn Hill
Fantasia
Eve
Outkast
No Doubt
Toni Braxton
Don't expect them ever
Smashing Pumpkins
Hole
Donnie Klang
Ranity's 10 songs and albums of 2000 - 2009
My Top 10 Songs of 2000 - 2009
N.E.R.D. - Maybe
Janet Jackson - All For You
Alicia Keys - If I Aint Got You
Beyonce - Crazy In Love
Outkast - The Way You Move/Hey Ya
Jay Z - 99 Problems
Mariah Carey - Stay The Night
Nelly Furtado - Say It Right
Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Lady Gaga - Bad Romance
My 10 Albums of 2000 - 2009
Jay Z - Blueprint
Outkast - Stankonia
Beyoncé - Dangerously In Love
Nelly Furtado - Loose
Kanye West - Graduation
Alicia Keys - Diary of Alicia Keys
N.E.R.D - Fly or Die
Mariah Carey - Emancipation of Mimi
Santogold - Santogold
Adam Lambert - For Your Entertainment
N.E.R.D. - Maybe
Janet Jackson - All For You
Alicia Keys - If I Aint Got You
Beyonce - Crazy In Love
Outkast - The Way You Move/Hey Ya
Jay Z - 99 Problems
Mariah Carey - Stay The Night
Nelly Furtado - Say It Right
Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Lady Gaga - Bad Romance
My 10 Albums of 2000 - 2009
Jay Z - Blueprint
Outkast - Stankonia
Beyoncé - Dangerously In Love
Nelly Furtado - Loose
Kanye West - Graduation
Alicia Keys - Diary of Alicia Keys
N.E.R.D - Fly or Die
Mariah Carey - Emancipation of Mimi
Santogold - Santogold
Adam Lambert - For Your Entertainment
Sunday, December 20, 2009
The Four Types of Men That Get In Relationships...Some should NOT
There is a list for everything these days, a list of who's best dressed, a list of favourite foods, a list of bad diets, a list of who's cuter well there is a list of men that we get into relationships and how to identify them.
1. The Faithful Man
2. The Man That Has a Wife & Has A Girlfriend On The Side
3. The Man That Is In A Relationship and Sleeps Around Because He Feels Like He Can
4. The Sex Addict
The Faithful Man is the of course the man that everyone wants but can't figure out with all the noise in the dating game who is this man?, where is he?, where does he live? and how come there aren't enough of him to go around?
The Man That Has a Wife & a girlfriend is the second most favourable man because these are the men that have trouble communicating what they need from their primary relationship. Most likely, all they want is more of your attention, however they're not needy or dependent, they are just looking for more of your time and they will get it from someone who is willing to give it to them. It is also fair to say that just because they have a girlfriend on the side doesn't mean they are having sex with them. The man that has a wife and a girlfriend is aware of who is priority. If something happens to you and you are #1 (or the wife) trust he will be right there by your side, where as #2 will probably get a phone call or a card. It is your duty as the wife to make sure that if you find yourself more pre-occupied with something else in your relationship that you take a moment to sit back and ask your lover, how are we doing? not how are you doing? but how are we doing? Are you happy? what can we do? It may not necessarily sound like that but just gauge your relationship, pace your relationship and make sure the lines of communication is open.
The Man That Is In A Relationship and Sleeps Around Because He Feels Like He Can is the man that sleeps around because he feels that he can absolutely get away with it for as long as he possibly can. Unfortunately, the sad truth is that this is the majority of the men that God created on this beautiful green, blue and brown earth. This is the man that is pretty on the side and ugly on the inside. This is the man that tells you who is he is from the get but we are so blinded by the pretty that we can't see the ugly. If he has critical opinions about things that aren't important like a persons looks or what a persons wearing or the kind of car that a person drives but have no opinions about things that matter, then mostly this is the guy right here and you need to run as far away as you can. Another clue to this type of man is the man that clearly "gets bored easily" now that alone should sound bells, whistles and alarm in your brain to say "check please!". The man that is in a relationship and sleeps around because feels like he can has a sense of entitlement. They are not humble and they feel they can not be knocked down and therefore they will continue to do it and in some cases even after he has been knocked down will he continue to do it because he will find a way to justify his every move.
The Sex Addict is the classic Sinner Man right? This man can't seem to get enough body, flesh, pussy, ass, titties, head (if he's gay dick, ass, cum, head). The Sex Addict often goes ignored but is as dangerous if not more dangerous as the gambling addiction. The Sex Addict will be in a relationship, have a girlfriend, sleeps around because he can and also will be online hook up sites and has an extensive porn collection. This man along with the Man That Is In A Relationship but Sleeps Around Because He Feels He Can, should not get in relationships but they do. At least with the Sex Addict there is help for them but if you find yourself in a relationship with this person and didn't realize it from the beginning, you have to allow them to get treated for this addiction and leave the relationship. You may feel like you are doing them a favour by staying with them however, all you are is a crutch to lean on when times get rough. They have to get treatment for this and then come to you clean. They are no good to you as a partner otherwise.
What do you think?
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
"Friends & Lovers" (Part V)
Robert wasn't normally home during the day but today he again had the luxury of working from home but spent most of the time at home on blackberry or near a computer, with the television set to CNN. It came to him as a surprise that the doorbell rang. People sorta knew Marlon & Robert and knew that they were never home during the day however this person decided to take a change. Robert walked from his office to the door, opened the door and saw that it was Carl. This shocked Robert to the fullest because he didn't Carl back in town.
"Carl, come in...what are you doing here?"
"It's over Robert. I lost him"
"What are you..."
"Dion and I are over...I caught him in bed with some dude"
Carl walked into Roberts moderate sized living room and took a seat on the plush cream couch. It failed to click in Carl's mind that Robert is not the person you go to for relationship advice.
"Well Carl, you been away for a long time, in and out spending less than a week at home and more than several weeks at a time away. While I don't condone cheating, you can't really cheat on something that's never there, that wasn't there"
"I tried to make him happy, I tried to let him know I love him, Robert. He knows I love him" Carl said with a disbelief still in his voice
"When was the last time you and Dion had sex?"
"2 months ago"
"2 months ago?...2 months ago?...hell, 2 months and I ..." Robert interrupted himself to not say something he knew he'd regretting letting anyone hear him say out loud
"We were both busy, he was busy flipping homes all over Georgia and I was busy...looking for a job"
"You still haven't told him you lost your job, did you"
"No..."
"What are you afraid of? Why wouldn't you tell him?"
"Because I didn't want him to leave me..."
"It seems like he already did that but if it's over...he needs to know. I mean it's only right, since you're not going to fight to keep the relationship alive..."
"Who said I wasn't going to?"
"Well I don't know...are you?"
There was a bit of silence between the two men. Robert finally sat down on the love seat across from Carl.
"Whatever you do though, it's his decision. He needs to know what's really been going on because for all he knows, he thinks the man that he was once inseparable from skips out on town and doesn't think about him. I mean he's a man too and if you ask most women, they won't be able to go 2 months without sex either and by the way it's not just about the sex, it's about the intimacy, I bet you talk to him, this person you saw him doing it with may just someone that just simple makes him feel good"
"You're right" Carl said nodding his head
"So he doesn't know that you lost your job, so that also says he doesn't know your place is in foreclosure either am I correct?"
Carl nodded quietly agreeing. Robert didn't have any easy solutions to helping Carl but helped him understand that lying to hide his broken ego didn't help his relationship nor did running away from help him either.
"You think he'll forgive me?"
"I don't know Carl, but you won't know unless you ask him yourself"
On the other side of town, Dre and Dion took I-75 to Dre's neighbourhood of College Park. Surprisingly enough there was little traffic going south. Dion had his hands interlocked with Dre. The two were listening to listening to V103 on a lower volume. Every now and then Dion would get catch a glimpse of Dre who was one of those focused drivers. Dre caught Dion catching these glimpses. "What?" he said with a chuckle and a slight smile. "Nothing, how did we get to where we are at?" Dion asked "Do you mean are we moving way too fast?" "Y - Yeah?" Dion said "Maybe but we're both enjoying each other right?" Dre said looking over to Dion "Yeah"
"We do have something in common. We're both two young, attractive, working black men in a city of ineligible bachelors and eligible whores..."
This description made Dion laugh
"We both have things about us that we are not proud of that affects us, but that's the beauty of love and karma. They brought us together to help fix each other and build each other"
This made Dion melt in the passenger seat of his car. How could somebody so young be so romantic and so available towards him? he thought as they continued their drive to the south side.
"Now I have a roommate. His name is Treymon, he's a bit messy so you might have to excuse the apartment, it might look like Katrina blew through that motherfucker" Dre said
"Damn"
"Yeah my roommate is from New Orleans and came here right before Katrina hit and I guess decided to stay here but he's on some crazy shit."
"hmm"
"I wouldn't be surprised if his piece is there. That motherfucker bothers me, he's always there. He lost his job which I can understand that but now Trey asks me can dude stay with us for a little bit longer until he gets on his feet because dude just lost his house but I'm like dude he gots to go soon"
"Aww man I'm sorry to hear that. I'm lucky I don't have that roommate situation"
"Yeah for a large house, I'm surprised you don't share it anyone"
"I shared it at one point, they're just never there" Dion said looking over out his window
"Gotcha" Dion said
Later that early afternoon, Dion and Dre had just gotten back from College Park and arrived at Lenox Mall. Dre changed into a simple black shirt that read in white letters 'You See Me' a pair of dark denim jeans and a pair of red and black leather chucks. Dre parked his Nissan in the extra parking lot and the two arrived inside the mall. The two decided to do a bit of window shopping and the sight of the two of them drew stares from the store owners, employees, janitors, girls, boys, men and women. The two were oblivious to all this attention, they were just having a good time in each others company. What everyone was looking at was an amazing looking couple that even though they didn't publicly show it, you felt their bond and their love for each other. Dion felt a sense of security in being around Dre and Dre felt a sense of trust he had never allowed himself to experience. The only public display of affection the two shared was very discreet moments when Dion would get on the escalators in front of Dre, Dre would grab on to Dion's waist and give a slight squeeze, something about this made Dion smile on this inside while he didn't visibly show it.
While walking down the halls of the mall, the two ran into Marlon and his friend Leon who would sometimes dress up as Leona and today he was Leona with a Leon twist. Marlon and Leon were having a blast shopping each had several bags in their hand. Leon had on a pair of of skin tight jeans, a pair of black lace strapped open toe shoes and a somewhat snug girl shirt on, dark skinned with Prada classes a slick short hairstyle reminiscent of Fantasia but the kicker was is that she had gold fronts. Marlon was wearing a white shirt under an Aeropostale grey and white striped cardigan, light blue True Religion jeans and men's Ugg boots. Dion did a double take and realized that Marlon was out but was caught by who he was with
"Oh my god Marlon? I didn't expect to see you here" Dion said in shock
"Oh so finally you decide to come out" Marlon said clenching his cheekbones
"Leona?" Dre said in a complete surprise
"You know this bangy cunt over here" Marlon said jokingly
"Bangy? bitch I give you realness 24/7 you hear you me Housewife of Atlanta?" Leona replied taking over her glasses to expose her long extension lashes and pointed out her open toe lace strap shoes.
Everyone laughed at the running into each other.
"So Dion this is my friend Leon he works as a hair and wig stylist" Marlon said. Dre interjected and introduced Leon "But on the weekends at a club near you she goes by the name Leona Perry as Leon/Leona decided to give face and strike a pose "Yes Diva" Marlon egged him on. This caused a bug eyed response by Dion, he was taking in Leon/Leona's outright openness, clearly it's been a while since he's been out actually living. "Well Marlon this is Dre" Dre and Marlon shook hands "so pleased to meet you" Marlon replied cordially. "Listen we need to get all this stuff to the car but Dion, we'll catch up" Marlon said looking at both Dion and Dre with high brows. Leona/Leon said his salutations to Dion as well
"Are they a couple?" Leon/Leona inquired
"They might as well be" Marlon replied
"How you doin'"
"Awlright"
Marlons phone started ringing in his pocket. He stopped and rested his bags on the floor to answer it, it was Robert. Marlon put his iPhone to his ear to find out what Robert wanted.
"Hey babe whats up"
"Marlon, did you know Dion had started seeing someone else"
Marlon paused for a second, looked back at Dion and looked around
"No, why?"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, whats up?"
"Carls back in town...he went to the house to see Dion but found him in bed fucking some dude, he came over here shortly after clearly upset. I think he's headed back over to the house. So if you see him or talk to him, tell him. He's headed back over there now to try and work things out"
This caused a look of shock on Marlons face, by now he had lost sight of both Dion and Dre.
"Ok...yeah I will"
"Thanks sweety see you tonight"
"Babe, maybe you should go over there just to make sure everything remains cool"
"That's their relationship to fix and though I thought about it, this is Carls mess to fix. He created it with his consistent absence, in a way he's at fault. There's not much I can do"
"But damn catching your man in bed with someone else will make you do some fucked up shit Robbie" recalling the time they got caught by Robbie's wife years ago
"He won't do anything stupid, he's hurting yes but will do what it takes to get his shawty back"
"Ok listen I gotta go real quick, I got all these bags..."
"Aight see you when you get here"
The two hung up and immediately Marlon switched to his text screen to text Dion "If you haven't already now would be the time to tell Dre about you having a man, Carl is in town and is headed to the house" unsure of whether or not Dion would get it.
Dre and Dion sat in the food court where it was relatively empty still. In a semi awkward moment the two just sat there and looked at each other. Dion felt his phone vibrate and it was a call from his house, this made his heart thump as no one should be at the house. He let the phonecall go ignored but then saw the text from Marlon. This drew a frown on Dions face as he is confronted with possibly ending his fantasy relationship with Dre. "What" Dre said noticing the change in Dions body language.
"I have a boyfriend or at least I thought I did" Dion said slumped in his chair
"What" Dre said in a bit of anger
"My boyfriends been away for a little over a month and through the time we've been together I would see him maybe a week at a time"
"When were you going to tell me"
"We've only been seeing each other a couple of days, I didn't expect this and don't lie to yourself and say you did...Come on now, you arrive at my doorstep, suckin my dick, I didn't even know your name until after I shot all over your face and next thing you know we go days fuckin each other. I don't think that constitutes a relationship"
"So I was your sweet escape huh?" Dre said with a voice of dissapointment
Dion didn't know how to answer that because part of it was true and part of him began to fall for Dre.
"I do this all the time, I fall too hard" Dre said "...and why, I shouldn't never came to your place that night after we messed around"
"You shouldn't have but you did...why"
"I don't know I decided to take a chance"
"So did I"
"By stepping out on your boy? You call cheatin on ole dude taking a chance?"
"You're not being fair"
Dion felt bad enough already and hurting Dre started to make him choke up as we was prepared to lose not one but two men in his life. Dre drew back a little, realizing he may have hurt Dion's feelings.
"C'mon let's go" Dre said in low tone. The two got up and walked around the mall a bit more to cool off. Dre noticed a photo booth and figured this was a good way to break the mood. He took Dion by the hand and led him to the booth. "Get in" Dre said to Dion, he put money in the machine and joined Dion inside. Dion wasn't in the mood for pictures. The two were cramped in the tiny booth and after the slight argument it was a bit tense inside. Dre decided to get up and sit Dions lap and put his arm around him. The two locked eyes drew near each other and softly kissed each other on the lips the picture snapped them kissing catching the two by surprise, they broke apart realizing they were photographed kissing, the two looked at the camera as much as to say "wait" but instead the photobooth took another picture of them in a spontaneous smile shot. The photobooth took several shots of them being goofy. The final photo was another random shot of the two looking into each others eyes
"You're still mad at me?" Dion said in a soft voice
"Mmmm I'm pissed but I can get over it, I like you alot" Dre said
The two kissed again
"I'm a fix this, I promise" Dion said
"There's nothing to fix, It ain't broken" Dre said smiling in mid kiss.
"Carl, come in...what are you doing here?"
"It's over Robert. I lost him"
"What are you..."
"Dion and I are over...I caught him in bed with some dude"
Carl walked into Roberts moderate sized living room and took a seat on the plush cream couch. It failed to click in Carl's mind that Robert is not the person you go to for relationship advice.
"Well Carl, you been away for a long time, in and out spending less than a week at home and more than several weeks at a time away. While I don't condone cheating, you can't really cheat on something that's never there, that wasn't there"
"I tried to make him happy, I tried to let him know I love him, Robert. He knows I love him" Carl said with a disbelief still in his voice
"When was the last time you and Dion had sex?"
"2 months ago"
"2 months ago?...2 months ago?...hell, 2 months and I ..." Robert interrupted himself to not say something he knew he'd regretting letting anyone hear him say out loud
"We were both busy, he was busy flipping homes all over Georgia and I was busy...looking for a job"
"You still haven't told him you lost your job, did you"
"No..."
"What are you afraid of? Why wouldn't you tell him?"
"Because I didn't want him to leave me..."
"It seems like he already did that but if it's over...he needs to know. I mean it's only right, since you're not going to fight to keep the relationship alive..."
"Who said I wasn't going to?"
"Well I don't know...are you?"
There was a bit of silence between the two men. Robert finally sat down on the love seat across from Carl.
"Whatever you do though, it's his decision. He needs to know what's really been going on because for all he knows, he thinks the man that he was once inseparable from skips out on town and doesn't think about him. I mean he's a man too and if you ask most women, they won't be able to go 2 months without sex either and by the way it's not just about the sex, it's about the intimacy, I bet you talk to him, this person you saw him doing it with may just someone that just simple makes him feel good"
"You're right" Carl said nodding his head
"So he doesn't know that you lost your job, so that also says he doesn't know your place is in foreclosure either am I correct?"
Carl nodded quietly agreeing. Robert didn't have any easy solutions to helping Carl but helped him understand that lying to hide his broken ego didn't help his relationship nor did running away from help him either.
"You think he'll forgive me?"
"I don't know Carl, but you won't know unless you ask him yourself"
On the other side of town, Dre and Dion took I-75 to Dre's neighbourhood of College Park. Surprisingly enough there was little traffic going south. Dion had his hands interlocked with Dre. The two were listening to listening to V103 on a lower volume. Every now and then Dion would get catch a glimpse of Dre who was one of those focused drivers. Dre caught Dion catching these glimpses. "What?" he said with a chuckle and a slight smile. "Nothing, how did we get to where we are at?" Dion asked "Do you mean are we moving way too fast?" "Y - Yeah?" Dion said "Maybe but we're both enjoying each other right?" Dre said looking over to Dion "Yeah"
"We do have something in common. We're both two young, attractive, working black men in a city of ineligible bachelors and eligible whores..."
This description made Dion laugh
"We both have things about us that we are not proud of that affects us, but that's the beauty of love and karma. They brought us together to help fix each other and build each other"
This made Dion melt in the passenger seat of his car. How could somebody so young be so romantic and so available towards him? he thought as they continued their drive to the south side.
"Now I have a roommate. His name is Treymon, he's a bit messy so you might have to excuse the apartment, it might look like Katrina blew through that motherfucker" Dre said
"Damn"
"Yeah my roommate is from New Orleans and came here right before Katrina hit and I guess decided to stay here but he's on some crazy shit."
"hmm"
"I wouldn't be surprised if his piece is there. That motherfucker bothers me, he's always there. He lost his job which I can understand that but now Trey asks me can dude stay with us for a little bit longer until he gets on his feet because dude just lost his house but I'm like dude he gots to go soon"
"Aww man I'm sorry to hear that. I'm lucky I don't have that roommate situation"
"Yeah for a large house, I'm surprised you don't share it anyone"
"I shared it at one point, they're just never there" Dion said looking over out his window
"Gotcha" Dion said
Later that early afternoon, Dion and Dre had just gotten back from College Park and arrived at Lenox Mall. Dre changed into a simple black shirt that read in white letters 'You See Me' a pair of dark denim jeans and a pair of red and black leather chucks. Dre parked his Nissan in the extra parking lot and the two arrived inside the mall. The two decided to do a bit of window shopping and the sight of the two of them drew stares from the store owners, employees, janitors, girls, boys, men and women. The two were oblivious to all this attention, they were just having a good time in each others company. What everyone was looking at was an amazing looking couple that even though they didn't publicly show it, you felt their bond and their love for each other. Dion felt a sense of security in being around Dre and Dre felt a sense of trust he had never allowed himself to experience. The only public display of affection the two shared was very discreet moments when Dion would get on the escalators in front of Dre, Dre would grab on to Dion's waist and give a slight squeeze, something about this made Dion smile on this inside while he didn't visibly show it.
While walking down the halls of the mall, the two ran into Marlon and his friend Leon who would sometimes dress up as Leona and today he was Leona with a Leon twist. Marlon and Leon were having a blast shopping each had several bags in their hand. Leon had on a pair of of skin tight jeans, a pair of black lace strapped open toe shoes and a somewhat snug girl shirt on, dark skinned with Prada classes a slick short hairstyle reminiscent of Fantasia but the kicker was is that she had gold fronts. Marlon was wearing a white shirt under an Aeropostale grey and white striped cardigan, light blue True Religion jeans and men's Ugg boots. Dion did a double take and realized that Marlon was out but was caught by who he was with
"Oh my god Marlon? I didn't expect to see you here" Dion said in shock
"Oh so finally you decide to come out" Marlon said clenching his cheekbones
"Leona?" Dre said in a complete surprise
"You know this bangy cunt over here" Marlon said jokingly
"Bangy? bitch I give you realness 24/7 you hear you me Housewife of Atlanta?" Leona replied taking over her glasses to expose her long extension lashes and pointed out her open toe lace strap shoes.
Everyone laughed at the running into each other.
"So Dion this is my friend Leon he works as a hair and wig stylist" Marlon said. Dre interjected and introduced Leon "But on the weekends at a club near you she goes by the name Leona Perry as Leon/Leona decided to give face and strike a pose "Yes Diva" Marlon egged him on. This caused a bug eyed response by Dion, he was taking in Leon/Leona's outright openness, clearly it's been a while since he's been out actually living. "Well Marlon this is Dre" Dre and Marlon shook hands "so pleased to meet you" Marlon replied cordially. "Listen we need to get all this stuff to the car but Dion, we'll catch up" Marlon said looking at both Dion and Dre with high brows. Leona/Leon said his salutations to Dion as well
"Are they a couple?" Leon/Leona inquired
"They might as well be" Marlon replied
"How you doin'"
"Awlright"
Marlons phone started ringing in his pocket. He stopped and rested his bags on the floor to answer it, it was Robert. Marlon put his iPhone to his ear to find out what Robert wanted.
"Hey babe whats up"
"Marlon, did you know Dion had started seeing someone else"
Marlon paused for a second, looked back at Dion and looked around
"No, why?"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, whats up?"
"Carls back in town...he went to the house to see Dion but found him in bed fucking some dude, he came over here shortly after clearly upset. I think he's headed back over to the house. So if you see him or talk to him, tell him. He's headed back over there now to try and work things out"
This caused a look of shock on Marlons face, by now he had lost sight of both Dion and Dre.
"Ok...yeah I will"
"Thanks sweety see you tonight"
"Babe, maybe you should go over there just to make sure everything remains cool"
"That's their relationship to fix and though I thought about it, this is Carls mess to fix. He created it with his consistent absence, in a way he's at fault. There's not much I can do"
"But damn catching your man in bed with someone else will make you do some fucked up shit Robbie" recalling the time they got caught by Robbie's wife years ago
"He won't do anything stupid, he's hurting yes but will do what it takes to get his shawty back"
"Ok listen I gotta go real quick, I got all these bags..."
"Aight see you when you get here"
The two hung up and immediately Marlon switched to his text screen to text Dion "If you haven't already now would be the time to tell Dre about you having a man, Carl is in town and is headed to the house" unsure of whether or not Dion would get it.
Dre and Dion sat in the food court where it was relatively empty still. In a semi awkward moment the two just sat there and looked at each other. Dion felt his phone vibrate and it was a call from his house, this made his heart thump as no one should be at the house. He let the phonecall go ignored but then saw the text from Marlon. This drew a frown on Dions face as he is confronted with possibly ending his fantasy relationship with Dre. "What" Dre said noticing the change in Dions body language.
"I have a boyfriend or at least I thought I did" Dion said slumped in his chair
"What" Dre said in a bit of anger
"My boyfriends been away for a little over a month and through the time we've been together I would see him maybe a week at a time"
"When were you going to tell me"
"We've only been seeing each other a couple of days, I didn't expect this and don't lie to yourself and say you did...Come on now, you arrive at my doorstep, suckin my dick, I didn't even know your name until after I shot all over your face and next thing you know we go days fuckin each other. I don't think that constitutes a relationship"
"So I was your sweet escape huh?" Dre said with a voice of dissapointment
Dion didn't know how to answer that because part of it was true and part of him began to fall for Dre.
"I do this all the time, I fall too hard" Dre said "...and why, I shouldn't never came to your place that night after we messed around"
"You shouldn't have but you did...why"
"I don't know I decided to take a chance"
"So did I"
"By stepping out on your boy? You call cheatin on ole dude taking a chance?"
"You're not being fair"
Dion felt bad enough already and hurting Dre started to make him choke up as we was prepared to lose not one but two men in his life. Dre drew back a little, realizing he may have hurt Dion's feelings.
"C'mon let's go" Dre said in low tone. The two got up and walked around the mall a bit more to cool off. Dre noticed a photo booth and figured this was a good way to break the mood. He took Dion by the hand and led him to the booth. "Get in" Dre said to Dion, he put money in the machine and joined Dion inside. Dion wasn't in the mood for pictures. The two were cramped in the tiny booth and after the slight argument it was a bit tense inside. Dre decided to get up and sit Dions lap and put his arm around him. The two locked eyes drew near each other and softly kissed each other on the lips the picture snapped them kissing catching the two by surprise, they broke apart realizing they were photographed kissing, the two looked at the camera as much as to say "wait" but instead the photobooth took another picture of them in a spontaneous smile shot. The photobooth took several shots of them being goofy. The final photo was another random shot of the two looking into each others eyes
"You're still mad at me?" Dion said in a soft voice
"Mmmm I'm pissed but I can get over it, I like you alot" Dre said
The two kissed again
"I'm a fix this, I promise" Dion said
"There's nothing to fix, It ain't broken" Dre said smiling in mid kiss.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Friends & Lovers (Part IV)
The next morning, Dre woke up before Dion, He noticed Dion's swollen dick was up hard and laying against his stomach and appeared nice and full. He wanted to do something he hadn't done before. He wanted to do something that he had read turns alot of men on. Dre gently moved out the bed to not wake Dion up. He quietly reached into his pocket to grab a condom from out of his pocket of his jeans. He gets back in the bed, opens the condom wrapper and pull out the Magnum. He rolls it down from the head of Dions dick down to the base. Dion began to move a little but not by much. Dre had no lube and realized that the only way he was going to get wet was by using his own spit. He climbs on top of Dion and positions his dick to enter inside him. Dion began to breathe heavier and heavier, he began moaning and it began to reach higher and higher pitches. Dion woke up but Dre was only able to see the white of Dions eyes and then his eyeballs rolls forwards and he jumped up to look Dre in his eyes, Dion tightly grabbed Dre by the back of his neck with his right hand and his left hand on Dre's waist, Dion still breathing heavily in a low whisper "You made a big mistake doing that". This scared Dre in a way that was adventurous yet dangerous at the same time. He didn't Dion like this before and was wondering did he make him mad by waking him up in such a manner. Dre was unaware where all this strength came from as Dion began to pump his waist hard and thrust fast causing Dre to yelp loud and high "Shut up" Dion said in low angry grunt. "As a matter of fact, I'll give you something to scream about". Dion rolled Dre on to his back, his dick was at full hard on, swollen ready to blow. Dion regained his rhythm and began to give Dre long hard thrusts. Dion pounding on Dre's tight pink hole caused him to cry in both pain and pleasure.
Little did Dion or Dre know that Carl was walking in through the door. Immediately Carl was taken back by noises he heard coming from upstairs. His worst fears came true, he didn't have to see what was going on to know what was going on yet he decided torture himself with the sight of what he was about to see. Carl is slightly taller than Dion, 6'0 dark skinned muscular everywhere, its unsure what his hair is like because he kept it bald, he was clean and doesn't don any tattoos. The bigger surprise of all is that Carl is 12 years older than Dion. Carl had reached the top of the stairs and gently walked over to the door that was cracked, only to see a pair of legs up in the air and they weren't Dions, they were someone elses legs up in the air and Dion was in between them fucking. This shocked Carl because he was the top in that relationship. Carl and Dion had been together 4 years. Carl never let Dion fuck him. All Carl could hear are the sounds of agony that were buried into the sheets and sounds of Dion's balls slapping against the skin of the raised legs. Carl quietly walked away from the door and walked down the stairs, he didn't even pay his dog any attention what so ever. Carl closed to the door and open the door of his 2006 grey Nissan sat in the drivers. There was a picture of him and Dion taken in a photo booth at Lenox Mall, the sight of it made him cry as he realized that his dishonesty may have caused him the one thing he really loved.
In the bedroom, Dion had his right hand around Dre's neck as he was about to cum, he was by now drenched in sweat from all the hard fucking. He nutted inside of the condom, Dre wasn't able to get his in the heat of the moment. So many thoughts were racing through his mind and he was wondering did he fuck up or was Dion role playing. Dion gently pulled and ran to the bathroom to flush the condom down the toilet. He didn't kiss Dre when he was done, he didn't say anything. He immediately hopped in the shower. This caused a great deal of worry in Dre's thoughts. All he wanted to do was pleasure the man that makes him feel, the man that he's been spending the last few days with and the man that he began falling for so fast.
Dion finished his shorter than usual shower and walked drying himself off with a purple towel he had hanging up next to the shower stall. He walked over to where Dre was standing popped him on the ass and walked out the bathroom. Dre was still bothered that Dion had yet to kiss him. Dre decided not to think about it right away and decided instead to get in the shower.
Dion had full dressed this time in a green Lacoste polo, dark blue denim jeans and a pair of low Prada black sneakers. He made his way into the living room and turned on the television. It was the first time Dion turned his tv in recent weeks, he began to play with the dog who though docile loves a good belly rub.
Dressed and ready Dre takes the remote off of the couch where Dion was sitting and turns the television off "What's wrong" he asked in a noticeably upset tone "nothing..." Dion hesitated in his answer "I don't like when I'm being lied to especially by people I love" Dre said and he caught himself realizing that he just admitted to loving Dion. This also caught Dion by surprised because he found it difficult to lie to Dre about how he felt about waking up to him riding him. "Sit down Dre, we need to talk and I need you to hear me out, ok". Dre took a seat on the couch next to Dion.
"You scared me. You brought back a memory that I wasn't quite ready to relive again. I was molested by my nanny when I was 12 and the sad thing is my dad knew what happened because he gave her permission to do it because she wasn't my nanny, she was my dads other woman whom he was cheating on my mom with" Dre was disgusted by this news "...I woke up to this woman on me, riding me, I was scared, paralyzed and didn't know what to do and..." "Oh my god" Dre said softly "I had no idea, I'm so sorry" "Baby, it's not your fault. I should be the one apologizing for how I acted just now, I was scared and overreacted and risked hurting you in the process...why do you even like me? why do you love me? Dion looked at Dre. Dre got up and sat in Dions lap facing him "I know I like you, I knew that from the moment I first saw you, I don't know why I love you but I know that I should just because. I hope that maybe this day together will give me an idea of why I love you" Dre gently kissed Dion on the forehead. Something about that one kiss made a tear stream down Dions cheek. Dre got choked up seeing Dion crying "Anytime if you need me, I will be right by your side. You ain't gotta worry about anything" Dre continued.
Dre was everything that Carl wasn't. Dre is warm, Carl was cold. Dre is versatile, Carl is a Top. Deep down inside Dion knew he didn't deserve Dre because technically he stills has a boyfriend and has yet to figure out how to tell him.
"Listen, I need to get up and go home and change clothing, I got my drawls in my back pocket so I'm over here freeballin and shit" Dre said jokingly "Let's take my car and I'll show you my hood"
"Aight, cool" Dion said. Dre tapped Dion on the chin motioning a punch to his chin. Dion knew what Dre is feeling for him is almost mutual. This guy couldn't be any more perfect for him and much more what he needed in his life in a man. Sure Carl was his boyfriend but Carl wasn't the "it" dude to be with. Carl was the man that just happened to be there and appeared less messy than alot of the men that roamed Atlanta.
Dion was taken aback by the grey Nissan that was parked across the street, even though it was Dre's and he was walking towards it, it looked strikingly similar to Carls car. In all suspicion, Dion went around the front to look at the license plate and it wasn't Carls license plate. Relieved, Dion got on the passenger side and Dre started the car and began to drive down the street. "We're going to take 75 down and come back up to Lenox Mall, sounds good?" Dre said waiting for Dions approval "Sure, let's do this". Dion smiled as Dre locked his right hand with his left hand as the two new lovers are about to enjoy their first official date.
Little did Dion or Dre know that Carl was walking in through the door. Immediately Carl was taken back by noises he heard coming from upstairs. His worst fears came true, he didn't have to see what was going on to know what was going on yet he decided torture himself with the sight of what he was about to see. Carl is slightly taller than Dion, 6'0 dark skinned muscular everywhere, its unsure what his hair is like because he kept it bald, he was clean and doesn't don any tattoos. The bigger surprise of all is that Carl is 12 years older than Dion. Carl had reached the top of the stairs and gently walked over to the door that was cracked, only to see a pair of legs up in the air and they weren't Dions, they were someone elses legs up in the air and Dion was in between them fucking. This shocked Carl because he was the top in that relationship. Carl and Dion had been together 4 years. Carl never let Dion fuck him. All Carl could hear are the sounds of agony that were buried into the sheets and sounds of Dion's balls slapping against the skin of the raised legs. Carl quietly walked away from the door and walked down the stairs, he didn't even pay his dog any attention what so ever. Carl closed to the door and open the door of his 2006 grey Nissan sat in the drivers. There was a picture of him and Dion taken in a photo booth at Lenox Mall, the sight of it made him cry as he realized that his dishonesty may have caused him the one thing he really loved.
In the bedroom, Dion had his right hand around Dre's neck as he was about to cum, he was by now drenched in sweat from all the hard fucking. He nutted inside of the condom, Dre wasn't able to get his in the heat of the moment. So many thoughts were racing through his mind and he was wondering did he fuck up or was Dion role playing. Dion gently pulled and ran to the bathroom to flush the condom down the toilet. He didn't kiss Dre when he was done, he didn't say anything. He immediately hopped in the shower. This caused a great deal of worry in Dre's thoughts. All he wanted to do was pleasure the man that makes him feel, the man that he's been spending the last few days with and the man that he began falling for so fast.
Dion finished his shorter than usual shower and walked drying himself off with a purple towel he had hanging up next to the shower stall. He walked over to where Dre was standing popped him on the ass and walked out the bathroom. Dre was still bothered that Dion had yet to kiss him. Dre decided not to think about it right away and decided instead to get in the shower.
Dion had full dressed this time in a green Lacoste polo, dark blue denim jeans and a pair of low Prada black sneakers. He made his way into the living room and turned on the television. It was the first time Dion turned his tv in recent weeks, he began to play with the dog who though docile loves a good belly rub.
Dressed and ready Dre takes the remote off of the couch where Dion was sitting and turns the television off "What's wrong" he asked in a noticeably upset tone "nothing..." Dion hesitated in his answer "I don't like when I'm being lied to especially by people I love" Dre said and he caught himself realizing that he just admitted to loving Dion. This also caught Dion by surprised because he found it difficult to lie to Dre about how he felt about waking up to him riding him. "Sit down Dre, we need to talk and I need you to hear me out, ok". Dre took a seat on the couch next to Dion.
"You scared me. You brought back a memory that I wasn't quite ready to relive again. I was molested by my nanny when I was 12 and the sad thing is my dad knew what happened because he gave her permission to do it because she wasn't my nanny, she was my dads other woman whom he was cheating on my mom with" Dre was disgusted by this news "...I woke up to this woman on me, riding me, I was scared, paralyzed and didn't know what to do and..." "Oh my god" Dre said softly "I had no idea, I'm so sorry" "Baby, it's not your fault. I should be the one apologizing for how I acted just now, I was scared and overreacted and risked hurting you in the process...why do you even like me? why do you love me? Dion looked at Dre. Dre got up and sat in Dions lap facing him "I know I like you, I knew that from the moment I first saw you, I don't know why I love you but I know that I should just because. I hope that maybe this day together will give me an idea of why I love you" Dre gently kissed Dion on the forehead. Something about that one kiss made a tear stream down Dions cheek. Dre got choked up seeing Dion crying "Anytime if you need me, I will be right by your side. You ain't gotta worry about anything" Dre continued.
Dre was everything that Carl wasn't. Dre is warm, Carl was cold. Dre is versatile, Carl is a Top. Deep down inside Dion knew he didn't deserve Dre because technically he stills has a boyfriend and has yet to figure out how to tell him.
"Listen, I need to get up and go home and change clothing, I got my drawls in my back pocket so I'm over here freeballin and shit" Dre said jokingly "Let's take my car and I'll show you my hood"
"Aight, cool" Dion said. Dre tapped Dion on the chin motioning a punch to his chin. Dion knew what Dre is feeling for him is almost mutual. This guy couldn't be any more perfect for him and much more what he needed in his life in a man. Sure Carl was his boyfriend but Carl wasn't the "it" dude to be with. Carl was the man that just happened to be there and appeared less messy than alot of the men that roamed Atlanta.
Dion was taken aback by the grey Nissan that was parked across the street, even though it was Dre's and he was walking towards it, it looked strikingly similar to Carls car. In all suspicion, Dion went around the front to look at the license plate and it wasn't Carls license plate. Relieved, Dion got on the passenger side and Dre started the car and began to drive down the street. "We're going to take 75 down and come back up to Lenox Mall, sounds good?" Dre said waiting for Dions approval "Sure, let's do this". Dion smiled as Dre locked his right hand with his left hand as the two new lovers are about to enjoy their first official date.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friends & Lovers (Part III: Spilled)
It was 7PM, the sun hid below the horizon yet the moon was hiding behind the clouds making it so dark outside. It began to rain heavily on the streets of Dion's Buckhead neighbourhood. Dion and Dre removed themselves from the bed they had just finished making wild love in. I guess it's fair to say they brought the rain. Dre had wiped the semen off his face that Dion ejected during their wild climax and rolled the condom off of his semi-hard yet not so soft dick walked into the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet. The bathroom that was connected to this room was huge. Dre was taken aback by the amount of space it had. The toilet was in a corner by itself and across from it was a large 2 person sink, a bath tub and a large shower with enough space between the shower and the bath tub for a hot tub. Dion began to run the shower water near hot. He looked over at Dre admiring the black marble on the sink, the mechanical toilet and the high ceiling and yelled from the shower "Are you getting in or am I going to have to wet my own back?" Dre looked at Dion smirked "Oh don't worry shawty, I can wet your back alright" "Oh I bet you can" Dion replied with a slight giggle. Dre stepped into the shower where Dion was already started getting cleaned up. Dre began looking at some of the products Dion had hanging on the wall storage in the shower. Aveda Scalp Benefits Shampoo & Conditioner and Korres Lemon & Basil Shower Cream Gel. "Try it" Dion said "It smells good". Dion was right, Dre responded well to the new products. In Dre's mind, he felt Dion may be a bit high maintainance and borderline bourgeois for his normal liking instead he inquired about some of the products to try and get to know about Dion a little better. "So you like high end stuff huh" Dre began to ask Dion. "High end? not at all. I'm just allergic to alot of stuff, Sometimes cheap products make me dry and itchy and you start seeing me get a red rash all over my body. I try to use all natural products as best as I can" "Cool" Dre said. This brought a bit of relief for this low maintenance kind of guy from Detroit.
Meanwhile Marlon at his apartment in his quite neighbourhood, Had a large pot of one of his personal specialty dishes Six Cheeses Lasagna. This was one of his expert dishes and a favourite of his lovers, Robert. It sat in the oven cooking well the cheeses were marinating and coming together so well packed with Mozzarella, Parmesan, Romano, Asiago, Provolone and Fontina. Presentation was everything and what would dinner be without Italian bread Robert brought from the supermarket and red wine on the kitchen counter. Robert had been busy pulling together a story on the huge mayoral races going on in the city and had been so wrapped up and distant. He had been in the office which is located next to the stairs and across from their living room all day and finally decided to come out of hiding. He quietly walked into the kitchen where Marlon was there sipping on a glass of red wine.
Robert was his usual 6'3 light skin, brown eyes but this time instead of short curly soft hair he began cutting his hair in a dark Caesar and his white teeth began stained by the coffee had been drinking to stay up late nights and his muscular physique had been worn down to a moderate toned figure from not working out as much. Robert followed in the footsteps of a man he admired, Keith Olbermann and went from being a sports announcer to a political correspondent for CNN. Robert has begun to look weathered but still very attractive and to Marlon, he was his world. Marlon reached into the cabinet over his head and pulled out a wine glass and poured some for his lover halfway. Robert looked at the glass and hesitated to drink it. He looked at Marlon and paused abruptly before speaking "If the glass is filled halfway, is it half full or is it half empty" He asked. Without hesitation Marlon replied "It doesn't matter, the glass will always be filled halfway! why whats up?". Robert took a short sip from his glass "It's Carl" "What about him?" Marlon asked now thinking about what him and Dion spoke about. "He told me to promise not to tell anyone but you're my lover and I can tell you anything. Carl lost his job last month" "WHAT?" Marlon put his glass down on the kitchen counter and folded his arms "So he's been away this whole time, having Dion think that he's away on work and this whole time he's been unemployed? what the fuck?" "Yeah it doesn't seem fair" Robert said in a low raspy tone taking another sip. "Robert, business is slowing down for Dion too and quite frankly the mortgage on that place is fuckin ridiculous, so what? do we tell Dion?" Marlon said with a slight of disgust "I think we should invite him over and break it down to him" Robert said with a nod of agreement from Marlon. "Let's eat, foods should ready" Marlon said.
1am back at Dion's house, The two lovers Dion and Dre had moved from the 3rd guest room to the master bedroom where Dion sleeps. The master bedroom was different from the guest rooms. Instead of being a queen size bed, Dion sleeps in a King Size Bed and the room is carpeted. The two men laid naked in the bed, Dion on his back and Dre to his right, sprawled out next to him on his stomach, his left palm covered Dion's left pec, Dre's left wrapped leg wrapped around Dion's right leg. Dre subtly Dion on his shoulder and neck. "I really enjoy spending time with you" Dre whispered into Dion's ear. "Me too. when are you off?" Dion said in a low voice
"Tomorrow, why?"
"Hmm, let's do something like a movie or something, go to the mall or whatever"
"Sure, I need to get up and change, we can take my car".
"Cool" Dion replied. He kissed Dre on the forehead and laid his head back down and went to sleep.
Meanwhile Marlon at his apartment in his quite neighbourhood, Had a large pot of one of his personal specialty dishes Six Cheeses Lasagna. This was one of his expert dishes and a favourite of his lovers, Robert. It sat in the oven cooking well the cheeses were marinating and coming together so well packed with Mozzarella, Parmesan, Romano, Asiago, Provolone and Fontina. Presentation was everything and what would dinner be without Italian bread Robert brought from the supermarket and red wine on the kitchen counter. Robert had been busy pulling together a story on the huge mayoral races going on in the city and had been so wrapped up and distant. He had been in the office which is located next to the stairs and across from their living room all day and finally decided to come out of hiding. He quietly walked into the kitchen where Marlon was there sipping on a glass of red wine.
Robert was his usual 6'3 light skin, brown eyes but this time instead of short curly soft hair he began cutting his hair in a dark Caesar and his white teeth began stained by the coffee had been drinking to stay up late nights and his muscular physique had been worn down to a moderate toned figure from not working out as much. Robert followed in the footsteps of a man he admired, Keith Olbermann and went from being a sports announcer to a political correspondent for CNN. Robert has begun to look weathered but still very attractive and to Marlon, he was his world. Marlon reached into the cabinet over his head and pulled out a wine glass and poured some for his lover halfway. Robert looked at the glass and hesitated to drink it. He looked at Marlon and paused abruptly before speaking "If the glass is filled halfway, is it half full or is it half empty" He asked. Without hesitation Marlon replied "It doesn't matter, the glass will always be filled halfway! why whats up?". Robert took a short sip from his glass "It's Carl" "What about him?" Marlon asked now thinking about what him and Dion spoke about. "He told me to promise not to tell anyone but you're my lover and I can tell you anything. Carl lost his job last month" "WHAT?" Marlon put his glass down on the kitchen counter and folded his arms "So he's been away this whole time, having Dion think that he's away on work and this whole time he's been unemployed? what the fuck?" "Yeah it doesn't seem fair" Robert said in a low raspy tone taking another sip. "Robert, business is slowing down for Dion too and quite frankly the mortgage on that place is fuckin ridiculous, so what? do we tell Dion?" Marlon said with a slight of disgust "I think we should invite him over and break it down to him" Robert said with a nod of agreement from Marlon. "Let's eat, foods should ready" Marlon said.
1am back at Dion's house, The two lovers Dion and Dre had moved from the 3rd guest room to the master bedroom where Dion sleeps. The master bedroom was different from the guest rooms. Instead of being a queen size bed, Dion sleeps in a King Size Bed and the room is carpeted. The two men laid naked in the bed, Dion on his back and Dre to his right, sprawled out next to him on his stomach, his left palm covered Dion's left pec, Dre's left wrapped leg wrapped around Dion's right leg. Dre subtly Dion on his shoulder and neck. "I really enjoy spending time with you" Dre whispered into Dion's ear. "Me too. when are you off?" Dion said in a low voice
"Tomorrow, why?"
"Hmm, let's do something like a movie or something, go to the mall or whatever"
"Sure, I need to get up and change, we can take my car".
"Cool" Dion replied. He kissed Dre on the forehead and laid his head back down and went to sleep.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Friends & Lovers (Part II: A Special Arrangement)
Dion although moved by the present he received from Carl, he had a hard time accepting it for what it was. He runs back up the stairs and grabs his iPhone from under his pillow and dials his friend Marlon. It took one ring for Marlon to pick up his phone.
"Hey you" Marlon answered in a higher perky voice, excited to hear from his friend
"Hey are you busy"
"No I been chillin actually, you know Robbie and I just moved to Smyrna from Alpharetta right?"
"Oh that's great, why didn't you tell me you were you moving, you're like 15 minutes away from me, if you got a minute you should come through"
"That's not a bad idea, we should crack a bottle"
"Marlon..."
"What?"
"It's 11:15am"
"Well shit, it's drink-thirty somewhere in the world"
"You're a mess"
"I'll be right over"
Marlon drives his bright yellow two door Mustang down the narrow road in Dion's neighbourhood of Buckhead. He gets out gently opens his door, steps out and closes his door. Marlon is 5'11 slim yet thick where necessary in which he contributes to being in a relationship, brown skin, brown eyes and dimples on his cheeks. He was dressed comfortably wearing a pink and blue striped polo from Lacoste , yellow khaki pants and a pair of white uptowns, dressed very Northerner. He walks away from the car and sees Dion walking out his door taking trash out.
"Look at you being all domestic" Marlon says with a big grin
"I know right, just go on ahead in and make yourself comfortable, I'll be in shortly"
Dion's classic Jack Russell Terrier walks up to Marlon and stands up against his leg. Dion walks in and shuts down the door behind him and notices Brown being friendly with Marlon.
"C'mon Marlon let's go in the kitchen"
"Yes because that's where the liquor is" Marlon said
Dion pulled two glasses off of his dry dishes rack and pulled a tall bottle of Disaronno out of the top cabinet. He then opened the refrigerator to drop two cubes of ice in each class and filled the glass half way with the brown liquor, swiftly turns around serves Marlon his glass who had been waiting at the island counter patiently like the lush that he can be.
"I've been a bad boy" Dion says in a low whisper
"What you mean you been a bad boy?" Marlon says with his left eyebrow raised to the heavens.
"I cheated on Carl this morning"
"Oh dear, bring that bottle of Disaronno here"
"Yeah" Dion said with a hard sigh
"What happened? Adam4adam?"
"No"
"BGC?"
"No"
"Men4now"
"No"
"Manhunt"
"Marlon who does manhunt these days"
"You're right...then HOW?"
"Fed-ex guy"
Marlon dropped his empty glass on the island counter, his eyes widened and his mouth dropped
"Right there at the doorway, shawty gave me some serious Becky"
"Oh my God, Dion"
The two paused and Dion began to pour himself more of the Disaronno in his glass and refilled Marlon as well
"Well Dion, If it makes you feel any better, eatin ain't cheatin"
This caused a giggle from Dion but the guilt he felt was still bothering him.
"Well there's more. I invited him to come over this evening"
"Wait do you even know his name?"
"Yes! his name is Andre but he goes by Dre"
"Dre..tall, dark skin, pretty teeth, nice toned body, tattoo on his chest of a Phoenix going all the way across"
"Yes, yes but I didn't see a tattoo on his chest, He was getting my dick in down his throat with his uniform"
"Well" Marlon said with a gasp clutching his chest "Find out if theres a tattoo there"
"Why do you think you had him"
"Absolutely not but I think he dances at Traxx"
"Ugh Traxx"
"Yeah he seems a bit young but he's nice, real cute. Robert and I saw him there when we first moved to Atlanta to explore the club scene here"
"I guess" Dion said as he took more sips of his drink
"Well you invited him over, if you're not feeling it then cancel"
"I can't, I don't have his number, I just told him to come over"
"This is just...This is just all types of messy" Marlon said in a voice of dissapointment "It's just sloppy"
"I know I know"
"I'm not going to judge you, If you only knew the pickles I've been through with Robert while I was in New York puh-lease, anyway I gotta run, I gotta do some food shopping. I'd invite you and this Dre person over but being that Robert is close with Carl all of the sudden, that would just cause mess and I don't plan on telling him about this"
"Thanks, I was going to tell you don't tell Robert"
"Don't worry about it, it's just Robert has a nose for messiness now"
Marlon gets up from the island counter and walks out down the hallways towards the front door and walks to his parked yellow two door Mustang. "Call me" he yelled as he gets to the driver side of his car. He drives off down the street out of sight in a matter of near seconds.
Later that night.
At exactly 6 on the dot. Dion had on a plain yellow v neck tee shirt and a pair of red skinny jeans sagging gently off of his ample butt and pair of Supra high tops dressed like a skater boy. There was a ring at Dion's door. He was busy straightening up in the living room and walked over to the door, opened the door. It was Dre, this time he looked different, He wore a striped shirt yellow, white and blue buttoned down over his dark denim white stitching Antik jeans and black prada sneakers. Dion stepped aside and nodded his head motioning Dre to come on in. Dre gave Dion a warm smile as he closed the door behind him and escorted Dre to his living room where the dog Brown was sleeping under the coffee table. They both sat on Dions plush couch in front which was situated perfectly in front of the 80 inch flat screen plasma television with a surround sound entertainment system hanging from every corner of the living room.
"You want something to drink" Dion asked in a noticeable nervous tone
"Nah, I'm good. I'm not thirsty, 'sup witchu tho"
"Shit, tryin to figure you out"
"What you wanna know"
"Tell me about you"
"OK, I moved here with my dad and my step mom from Detroit. My parents wanted to give me and my sister a better life. I moved out a few months ago working at Fed Ex and sometimes I dance at Traxx and The Cheetah on the weekend"
"You said you moved with your parents, so that mean you live with them?"
"No, I moved out after my dad found out I was dancing at Traxx actually..." Dre said with a slight studder "...he kicked me out"
"I'm so sorry to hear that, how did he find out anyway?"
"One of his faggot ass co-workers told him"
"Oh damn"
"And you know whats fucked up, it's not even like he had anything to benefit from it, he did it because I wasn't trying to do his old ass"
"What? well What your mom say?"
"What about her? She lives in L.A. with some rich white dude and their 4 kids. I only hear from her once, maybe twice a year...my birthday and Christmas"
"That's fucked up Dre"
"Nah its cool. tell me about yourself, what you do to live in this amazing house"
"Amazing?"
"Yeah" Dre said with a small chuckle
"Umm you haven't been to any of the other areas have you. This is okay at best. I flip homes, I buy them, renovate and upgrade them and then I sell them for way more than their value but right now because of the economy, I haven't been able to sell this one and quite frankly this is the one that's given me the most trouble to sell, so I decided to make this one home for a while."
"Cool" Dre said with a nod of approval
"Ya know what let me show you what makes this house so nice"
The two got up, and walk out the living room and walked to the left of the living room and head in the direction of the kitchen. "So this is the kitchen". Dre nodded his head at the site of all the brand new appliances. They then take a walk up the stairs and where there are 3 large bedrooms. 2 right next to each other and one in the corner. Dion decided to show Dre what the guest room in the corner looked like which appeared as something out of a home and crafts magazine with fresh linen and sheets and smelled brand spanking new with hard wood floors and furniture from West Elm.
"So what do you think?" Dion turned around and asked Dre
Dre walked up to Dion with seductive eyes and went straight to kiss the inside of Dions neck on his left side with his hands pressed on Dions waist while Dions arms laid at ease. Dion let out a sigh of relief and desire and then Dre stopped and looked into Dions eyes and began to kiss him hard and strong. Dion wrapped his arms around Dre's neck causing the kiss to become more intense. The both of them at this point are able to feel each others hard dicks pressed against each other. Dre then reached into Dions white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and began to massage his round ass so gently. Dion began to get more aggressive by diving into Dres chocolate neck causing Dre to reciprocate by gently playing with Dions wanting and hairless crack until he reached his tight hole.
Within moments notice, Dre picked Dion up causing Dion to wrap his legs around his waist and moved to the bed in which Dre fell on top of Dion yet continue to kiss each other. Dre begins to move down Dions body, unbuckles his black belt and pulls down his boxer briefs and pants down at the same time and began to gently kiss his dick from top to bottom, however the tables have turned. Dre rolls Dion on to his stomach and began to dive into the cracks of Dions perfectly plump butt and began not eating, licking and sucking on Dion perfectly clean hole causing Dion to lose control of all emotion. Dion took his left hand to push Dres face further in as he could right his right hand began to tightly grip the sheets. Dre presented yet another skill by sucking Dions long 8 inch dick which was pressed against the sheets behind him instead of in front of him and making his way back up to eat and back down the dick. Dre had eaten Dion so good that he had to wipe to saliva and booty juice from his lips and chin to continue eating the Dions now wet, juicy and ready ass.
Dre slips Dions sneakers off, slides pants and boxers down his legs and they begin to fall on the floor. He takes his owns off without untying them and drops his pants and boxers down to the floor. He goes into his jeans to pull out a Trojan Magnum to fit the girth of his 8.5 inch cut dick and immediately cuts the package open with his teeth, spitting out the corner and rolls the condom down his dick all the way to the base. Dre got on top and began to slow grind while spooning his arms cupping behind Dions shoulders, he continue to gently kiss Dions neck and upper back. Dre reached down to position the head of his dick to penetrate Dion, but he had a better idea. Dion pushes Dre on his back gets on top to ride on top. This change in plans surprises Dre as it shows in the widening of his eyes. Dion situated himself on Dres dick and began to gently ride motioning and winding his ass up and down and even around in circles causing a slight degree of pain and pleasure at the same time yet sending Dre into ripples of ecstasy. Dion pressed his hands on Dres tattoo'ed chest while Dre pinched and played with Dions nipples causing him to ride even harder and deeper until Dre hits that spot that not too many men have the pleasure of hitting and the ones that do know about it revel in its joy.
Both guys are now drenched in sweat, both are heavily breathing, Dions hole is now wet and slightly loosened and Dres balls are soaked from all the juices. Dion finally busts. He shoots his load all over Dre's chest, neck, chin, lips and a few spurts catches Dre near his eyes, but Dre doesn't care he gets his nutt and is laid paralyzed, the nutt was so good Dion was able to count all of Dres ribs through his tight abs. Dion mounts off of Dre and lays at his side exhausted, worn and sweaty.
Dre looks down at the condom covered dick, the head is filled with semen and was even more amazed at how spotless over the condom is. He wiped the nutt from off his eyes with the knuckles of his thumbs.
"This shit with nutt getting in my eyes...is this going to happen every time we mess around?" Dre looked over and asked Dion. Looking back, Dion laughed and smiled "I warn you, I'm a big shooter, all the time, anytime". As a gesture to make it up to Dre, Dion licks the nutt that had landed on Dres chin and kisses him with it. "Damn, who's nasty now shawty" Dre whispers "Come on, lets gets in the shower, this room has its own shower". Dion proposed "Help me up, I'm mad tired yo" The two laughed at each other and how they both wore each other out. Dion helps Dre up and they both go to the shower, only just because they both bust crazy ass nutts doesn't mean it's quite over.
"Hey you" Marlon answered in a higher perky voice, excited to hear from his friend
"Hey are you busy"
"No I been chillin actually, you know Robbie and I just moved to Smyrna from Alpharetta right?"
"Oh that's great, why didn't you tell me you were you moving, you're like 15 minutes away from me, if you got a minute you should come through"
"That's not a bad idea, we should crack a bottle"
"Marlon..."
"What?"
"It's 11:15am"
"Well shit, it's drink-thirty somewhere in the world"
"You're a mess"
"I'll be right over"
Marlon drives his bright yellow two door Mustang down the narrow road in Dion's neighbourhood of Buckhead. He gets out gently opens his door, steps out and closes his door. Marlon is 5'11 slim yet thick where necessary in which he contributes to being in a relationship, brown skin, brown eyes and dimples on his cheeks. He was dressed comfortably wearing a pink and blue striped polo from Lacoste , yellow khaki pants and a pair of white uptowns, dressed very Northerner. He walks away from the car and sees Dion walking out his door taking trash out.
"Look at you being all domestic" Marlon says with a big grin
"I know right, just go on ahead in and make yourself comfortable, I'll be in shortly"
Dion's classic Jack Russell Terrier walks up to Marlon and stands up against his leg. Dion walks in and shuts down the door behind him and notices Brown being friendly with Marlon.
"C'mon Marlon let's go in the kitchen"
"Yes because that's where the liquor is" Marlon said
Dion pulled two glasses off of his dry dishes rack and pulled a tall bottle of Disaronno out of the top cabinet. He then opened the refrigerator to drop two cubes of ice in each class and filled the glass half way with the brown liquor, swiftly turns around serves Marlon his glass who had been waiting at the island counter patiently like the lush that he can be.
"I've been a bad boy" Dion says in a low whisper
"What you mean you been a bad boy?" Marlon says with his left eyebrow raised to the heavens.
"I cheated on Carl this morning"
"Oh dear, bring that bottle of Disaronno here"
"Yeah" Dion said with a hard sigh
"What happened? Adam4adam?"
"No"
"BGC?"
"No"
"Men4now"
"No"
"Manhunt"
"Marlon who does manhunt these days"
"You're right...then HOW?"
"Fed-ex guy"
Marlon dropped his empty glass on the island counter, his eyes widened and his mouth dropped
"Right there at the doorway, shawty gave me some serious Becky"
"Oh my God, Dion"
The two paused and Dion began to pour himself more of the Disaronno in his glass and refilled Marlon as well
"Well Dion, If it makes you feel any better, eatin ain't cheatin"
This caused a giggle from Dion but the guilt he felt was still bothering him.
"Well there's more. I invited him to come over this evening"
"Wait do you even know his name?"
"Yes! his name is Andre but he goes by Dre"
"Dre..tall, dark skin, pretty teeth, nice toned body, tattoo on his chest of a Phoenix going all the way across"
"Yes, yes but I didn't see a tattoo on his chest, He was getting my dick in down his throat with his uniform"
"Well" Marlon said with a gasp clutching his chest "Find out if theres a tattoo there"
"Why do you think you had him"
"Absolutely not but I think he dances at Traxx"
"Ugh Traxx"
"Yeah he seems a bit young but he's nice, real cute. Robert and I saw him there when we first moved to Atlanta to explore the club scene here"
"I guess" Dion said as he took more sips of his drink
"Well you invited him over, if you're not feeling it then cancel"
"I can't, I don't have his number, I just told him to come over"
"This is just...This is just all types of messy" Marlon said in a voice of dissapointment "It's just sloppy"
"I know I know"
"I'm not going to judge you, If you only knew the pickles I've been through with Robert while I was in New York puh-lease, anyway I gotta run, I gotta do some food shopping. I'd invite you and this Dre person over but being that Robert is close with Carl all of the sudden, that would just cause mess and I don't plan on telling him about this"
"Thanks, I was going to tell you don't tell Robert"
"Don't worry about it, it's just Robert has a nose for messiness now"
Marlon gets up from the island counter and walks out down the hallways towards the front door and walks to his parked yellow two door Mustang. "Call me" he yelled as he gets to the driver side of his car. He drives off down the street out of sight in a matter of near seconds.
Later that night.
At exactly 6 on the dot. Dion had on a plain yellow v neck tee shirt and a pair of red skinny jeans sagging gently off of his ample butt and pair of Supra high tops dressed like a skater boy. There was a ring at Dion's door. He was busy straightening up in the living room and walked over to the door, opened the door. It was Dre, this time he looked different, He wore a striped shirt yellow, white and blue buttoned down over his dark denim white stitching Antik jeans and black prada sneakers. Dion stepped aside and nodded his head motioning Dre to come on in. Dre gave Dion a warm smile as he closed the door behind him and escorted Dre to his living room where the dog Brown was sleeping under the coffee table. They both sat on Dions plush couch in front which was situated perfectly in front of the 80 inch flat screen plasma television with a surround sound entertainment system hanging from every corner of the living room.
"You want something to drink" Dion asked in a noticeable nervous tone
"Nah, I'm good. I'm not thirsty, 'sup witchu tho"
"Shit, tryin to figure you out"
"What you wanna know"
"Tell me about you"
"OK, I moved here with my dad and my step mom from Detroit. My parents wanted to give me and my sister a better life. I moved out a few months ago working at Fed Ex and sometimes I dance at Traxx and The Cheetah on the weekend"
"You said you moved with your parents, so that mean you live with them?"
"No, I moved out after my dad found out I was dancing at Traxx actually..." Dre said with a slight studder "...he kicked me out"
"I'm so sorry to hear that, how did he find out anyway?"
"One of his faggot ass co-workers told him"
"Oh damn"
"And you know whats fucked up, it's not even like he had anything to benefit from it, he did it because I wasn't trying to do his old ass"
"What? well What your mom say?"
"What about her? She lives in L.A. with some rich white dude and their 4 kids. I only hear from her once, maybe twice a year...my birthday and Christmas"
"That's fucked up Dre"
"Nah its cool. tell me about yourself, what you do to live in this amazing house"
"Amazing?"
"Yeah" Dre said with a small chuckle
"Umm you haven't been to any of the other areas have you. This is okay at best. I flip homes, I buy them, renovate and upgrade them and then I sell them for way more than their value but right now because of the economy, I haven't been able to sell this one and quite frankly this is the one that's given me the most trouble to sell, so I decided to make this one home for a while."
"Cool" Dre said with a nod of approval
"Ya know what let me show you what makes this house so nice"
The two got up, and walk out the living room and walked to the left of the living room and head in the direction of the kitchen. "So this is the kitchen". Dre nodded his head at the site of all the brand new appliances. They then take a walk up the stairs and where there are 3 large bedrooms. 2 right next to each other and one in the corner. Dion decided to show Dre what the guest room in the corner looked like which appeared as something out of a home and crafts magazine with fresh linen and sheets and smelled brand spanking new with hard wood floors and furniture from West Elm.
"So what do you think?" Dion turned around and asked Dre
Dre walked up to Dion with seductive eyes and went straight to kiss the inside of Dions neck on his left side with his hands pressed on Dions waist while Dions arms laid at ease. Dion let out a sigh of relief and desire and then Dre stopped and looked into Dions eyes and began to kiss him hard and strong. Dion wrapped his arms around Dre's neck causing the kiss to become more intense. The both of them at this point are able to feel each others hard dicks pressed against each other. Dre then reached into Dions white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and began to massage his round ass so gently. Dion began to get more aggressive by diving into Dres chocolate neck causing Dre to reciprocate by gently playing with Dions wanting and hairless crack until he reached his tight hole.
Within moments notice, Dre picked Dion up causing Dion to wrap his legs around his waist and moved to the bed in which Dre fell on top of Dion yet continue to kiss each other. Dre begins to move down Dions body, unbuckles his black belt and pulls down his boxer briefs and pants down at the same time and began to gently kiss his dick from top to bottom, however the tables have turned. Dre rolls Dion on to his stomach and began to dive into the cracks of Dions perfectly plump butt and began not eating, licking and sucking on Dion perfectly clean hole causing Dion to lose control of all emotion. Dion took his left hand to push Dres face further in as he could right his right hand began to tightly grip the sheets. Dre presented yet another skill by sucking Dions long 8 inch dick which was pressed against the sheets behind him instead of in front of him and making his way back up to eat and back down the dick. Dre had eaten Dion so good that he had to wipe to saliva and booty juice from his lips and chin to continue eating the Dions now wet, juicy and ready ass.
Dre slips Dions sneakers off, slides pants and boxers down his legs and they begin to fall on the floor. He takes his owns off without untying them and drops his pants and boxers down to the floor. He goes into his jeans to pull out a Trojan Magnum to fit the girth of his 8.5 inch cut dick and immediately cuts the package open with his teeth, spitting out the corner and rolls the condom down his dick all the way to the base. Dre got on top and began to slow grind while spooning his arms cupping behind Dions shoulders, he continue to gently kiss Dions neck and upper back. Dre reached down to position the head of his dick to penetrate Dion, but he had a better idea. Dion pushes Dre on his back gets on top to ride on top. This change in plans surprises Dre as it shows in the widening of his eyes. Dion situated himself on Dres dick and began to gently ride motioning and winding his ass up and down and even around in circles causing a slight degree of pain and pleasure at the same time yet sending Dre into ripples of ecstasy. Dion pressed his hands on Dres tattoo'ed chest while Dre pinched and played with Dions nipples causing him to ride even harder and deeper until Dre hits that spot that not too many men have the pleasure of hitting and the ones that do know about it revel in its joy.
Both guys are now drenched in sweat, both are heavily breathing, Dions hole is now wet and slightly loosened and Dres balls are soaked from all the juices. Dion finally busts. He shoots his load all over Dre's chest, neck, chin, lips and a few spurts catches Dre near his eyes, but Dre doesn't care he gets his nutt and is laid paralyzed, the nutt was so good Dion was able to count all of Dres ribs through his tight abs. Dion mounts off of Dre and lays at his side exhausted, worn and sweaty.
Dre looks down at the condom covered dick, the head is filled with semen and was even more amazed at how spotless over the condom is. He wiped the nutt from off his eyes with the knuckles of his thumbs.
"This shit with nutt getting in my eyes...is this going to happen every time we mess around?" Dre looked over and asked Dion. Looking back, Dion laughed and smiled "I warn you, I'm a big shooter, all the time, anytime". As a gesture to make it up to Dre, Dion licks the nutt that had landed on Dres chin and kisses him with it. "Damn, who's nasty now shawty" Dre whispers "Come on, lets gets in the shower, this room has its own shower". Dion proposed "Help me up, I'm mad tired yo" The two laughed at each other and how they both wore each other out. Dion helps Dre up and they both go to the shower, only just because they both bust crazy ass nutts doesn't mean it's quite over.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Meet In Tha Middle - Timabland featuring Bran'nu Brandy
I can't stop gushing about this track. Brandy as her rap alter-ego Bran'Nu really slang her p**** juice all over this track like it was deli meat and said here now eat it! If you remember a few years ago Monica dibbled and dabbled into rap and while her flow was more of a sexy sultry feminine deliverance that was oh so missing in Hip-Hop altogether, Brandy gives you classic street flow reminiscent of 90's Lil Kim and Foxy Brown with awwhh yeah ah-ha and the unnecessary grunting. So without further ado here is the link for "Meet In Tha Middle" from Timbaland Presents...Shock Value: Volume II
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Saturday, November 21, 2009
Download: Beyoncé | I Am... Yours: An Intimate Performance at Wynn Las Vegas HERE!
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ßeyoncé - I Am... Yours: An Intimate Performance At Wynn Las Vegas
(in stores November 23rd)
Tracklisting
Disc 1
1. Hello
2. Halo
3. Irreplaceable
4. Sweet Dreams Medley; Sweet Dreams\ Dangerously In Love\ Sweet Love
5. If I Were A Boy; If I Were A Boy\ California Love\ You Oughta Know
6. Scared Of Lonely
7. That's Why You're Beautiful Medley; That's Why You're Beautiful\ Beautiful Ones
8. Satellites
9. Resentment
10. Deja Vu Jazz Medley; It Don't Mean a Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing)\ Ornithology
11. Deja Vu
Disc 2
1. I Wanna Be Where You Are; I Wanna Be Where You Are\ Welcome To Hollywood
2. Destiny's Child Medley; No, No, No Part 1\ No, No, No Part 2 (featuring Wyclef Jean)\ Bug A Boo (H-town Screwed Mix)\ Bills, Bills, Bills\ Say My Name\ Jumpin', Jumpin'\ Independent Women Part I\ Bootylicious\ Survivor
3. Work It Out; Work It Out Sax Intro\ Work It Out
4. '03 Bonnie & Clyde
5. Crazy In Love
6. Naughty Girl
7. Get Me Bodied
8. Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) Medley; Electric Feel\ Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)\ Hey Hey Heys
9. Finale
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ßeyoncé - I Am... Yours: An Intimate Performance At Wynn Las Vegas
(in stores November 23rd)
Tracklisting
Disc 1
1. Hello
2. Halo
3. Irreplaceable
4. Sweet Dreams Medley; Sweet Dreams\ Dangerously In Love\ Sweet Love
5. If I Were A Boy; If I Were A Boy\ California Love\ You Oughta Know
6. Scared Of Lonely
7. That's Why You're Beautiful Medley; That's Why You're Beautiful\ Beautiful Ones
8. Satellites
9. Resentment
10. Deja Vu Jazz Medley; It Don't Mean a Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing)\ Ornithology
11. Deja Vu
Disc 2
1. I Wanna Be Where You Are; I Wanna Be Where You Are\ Welcome To Hollywood
2. Destiny's Child Medley; No, No, No Part 1\ No, No, No Part 2 (featuring Wyclef Jean)\ Bug A Boo (H-town Screwed Mix)\ Bills, Bills, Bills\ Say My Name\ Jumpin', Jumpin'\ Independent Women Part I\ Bootylicious\ Survivor
3. Work It Out; Work It Out Sax Intro\ Work It Out
4. '03 Bonnie & Clyde
5. Crazy In Love
6. Naughty Girl
7. Get Me Bodied
8. Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) Medley; Electric Feel\ Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)\ Hey Hey Heys
9. Finale
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
Friends & Lovers: Part I - What's Yo' Fantasy
Dion had it all. At 23 he lived a pretty mainstream easy going life in his townhouse in the Atlanta suburb of Buckhead. He drives a black Audi A4 convertible with tricked out spinning wheels and a sound system that will make the hairs of your cat stand up. He has a great job as a person who hustles homes in the Atlanta area. Dion has made a living of buying, fixing up and selling many Atlanta homes for more than the amount that he bought them for and therefore has a made a comfortable life for himself. He even has the boyfriend and a boy jack russell terrier named Brown. The boyfriend, Carl work who is a financial advisor for several Internatioanl trading companies tend to be away most of the time leaving Dion in Atlanta. Dion is 5'10 brown skin, very nice toned athletic build with the butt to go with it, high and perky, nice short wavy hair, he is everything pretty even down to his crest smile and everything you wouldn't want to leave at home.
It was around 9AM and it was another morning in which Dion woke up alone. He longed for the nights and mornings where he would wake up and Carl would be there in his arms but it was another business trip to Beijing, and the week before it was a trip to Tokyo and the week before that it was a trip to South Africa. The list of places seemed to be endless and so were the amount of mornings Dion woke up with an erection. Dion couldn't deny his man is sexy and just the thought of him turned him on so bad. With the sun bursting streams of yellow and white through his ceiling to floor windows, Dion woke up to look down at his 8 inch thick cut dick standing straight up under his sheets, he smiled and winked "Good Morning". He reached down with his right hand and began stroking his dick from his soft pubic hair from the based all the way to the head, rubbing his thumb across the head when it would get towards the tip while his left hand would gently caress his hard brown hairless nipples. It has been quite some time since Dion has pleasured himself and his body began to get hot from the long strokes of his thick black manhood as he began to take deeper breathes and then there was the ring of the doorbell...
[Ding Dong]
[Ding Dong]
The bell is so loud and it was hard for Dion to ignore it and this only infuriated him. He then put on the first thing he could find which were a pair of Spongebob pajama pants. He storms out of his bedroom and swings around the banister down the stairs
[Ding Dong]
"I'm coming damn chill" Dion yelled
Dion angrily opens the door and it's a male Fed-ex man. The Fed-Ex man was tall with soft spinning waves, brown skin with a dark ceasar cut and a killer line up, nice body, beautiful white smile and sexy baritone voice. There was a slight pause then a "What!" from Dion.
"Yeah this is a delivery for Mr. Dion Tate" The Fed-ex man says
"Yeah thats me" Dion replies
"I have a package for you here"
The Fed-Ex man hands Dion a rectangular brown box. He also hands
"Don't you guys use an electronic signature thing or whatever" Dion says trying to write with a pen that was just out of ink.
"Yeah it's the truck broken"
The Fed-Ex man eyes cruised over Dion's tight shirtless body and his eyes reacted to still erect dick in his spongebob pajama pants.
"Did I interrupt something?" The Fed ex man asked Dion as he struggled to sign his name on an inkless pen.
"Nah you didn't" Dion frowned slightly at the Fed ex man
"Looks like I did to me" The Fed ex man said licking his lips
"Are you kidding me are you working or you cruising?"
"Nah I'm a professional, I'm a working man, I just provide good friendly services thats all"
"Oh really?"
"Yeah let me in and I'll show you"
Throughout this entire exchange Dion's dick swelled even more in his pajama pants, you saw his dick beat to the same rhythm of his heavy beating heart. Dion decided to ask the Fed-ex man in.
"So what's good" Dion softly said
The Fed ex man kissed Dion's already aroused nipples one by one and proceeded to lick him down the middle of his tights abs down to his belly button and began to lick around it causing Dion to jump a little out of reaction to being ticklish. The fun began when Dion was able to close his eyes and feel the wet of dudes mouth massaging his dick. At first he was being shy about the head. Dion was still tense because this was everything that he expected to be in some low budget porn but coming to life however, this was reality, this was more than he ever could imagine because Fed ex man decided to deepthroat his dick, his head feeling the warmth and the tightness of dudes throat. After a few minutes of this Dion's dick is not only wet but the noises of Fed ex dudes lips smacking and swallowing Dion's entire dick literally were too much of a turn on. This is blowing both of their minds but not before...
"Oh shit I'm about to nutt"
Fed ex man Quickly stops but couldnt avoid the streams of nutt which flies all over his face just missing his right eye, "Oh shit" he says getting it all over the middle of his face down to his full lips and chin, some managed to hit the wall behind him but managed not to get it on the shirt of his Fed ex uniform.
"Damn" Dion said softly barely standing he holds on the wall behind Fed ex man in which he used to balanced himself.
"Hold on, let me get you real quick"
"Yeah thanks"
Dion pulls up his Spongebob pajama pants up and over his still hard and now swinging dick, runs to the kitchen and wets a brand new kitchen cloth for him. He comes back and places the cloth in Fed ex mans right hand "Here you go"
"Thanks" Fed ex man says
He wipes his face all around paying specific attention to the corner of his eye in which some of the cum had found its way.
"You aight, I didn't mean to get it in your eye like that..."
"Nah its cool, it doesn't burn too bad"
"Yeah it's not often that I get head delivered to my door"
"Ain't you glad I showed up" Fed ex man said licking the little bit of nutt off of his lips
"illl shawty you nasty, how you gon lick up my nutt like that"
"It taste good tho"
Dion bursted out in laughter and sat on the floor in front of dude.
"So what your name is" Dion asked in a low voice staring in dudes eyes
"Andre but I go by Dre"
"Aight Dre" Dion said with emphasis on his name "that was hot"
"Hell yeah" Dre says
Dre gets up and cracks his neck and picks up his clipboard and pen and begin to head back to out finish working.
"Aye Dre, take this and put it in the garbage outside. I don't need any evidence laying around"
"Oh you buggin"
"What?"
"Aight"
"By the way, what time you get off?"
"6PM"
"Won't you come through"
"I can do that"
"Cool"
Dion opens the door to let Dre out, he takes his belongings and walks out the door to his Fed-ex trucks and begins to drive off down the block. He closes the door and can't even believe that his Jack Russell Terrier has been so quiet and well behaved this whole time. Dion then rips the package open and it's from his barely existing boyfriend. He pulls out a glass award that reads
...to Dion,
You are my lover
You are my friend
You are my everything
Thank you for standing by me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for being my joy
You make me the happiest man on earth
You are the best man anyone could ask for
Carl & Dion forever.
(...TO BE CONTINUED
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Some Unholy War.
Rachel Maddow was joined by The Huffington Post’s Frank Schaeffer Tuesday to assess the latest anti-Obama rhetoric from the right, including praying for his early death. Video courtesy of MSNBC "The Rachel Maddow Show"
My grandmother used to always say "Read you bible so that way no one can tell you what's in it" Unfortunately, what do you do when what's written in black and white is exactly what it says to do. Psalm 109 is a clear and present call Old Testament style to kill your leaders whether they be religious or political. I may not agree with all of President Obama's policies however, I don't agree with assassination either. I don't agree with this Third World coup d'etat mentality. Writing this right now gives me chills, I am cold and numb. Us as Democrats need to stop sniping our President for not moving fast enough and let him be a leader. President Bush did too much and meanwhile Republicans sat back and scratched their balls for 8 years. White Christian Evangelical Conservative Americans are rearing their ugly heads and hididng behind black bibles in the process. I ask that if you are a good person you pray for the safety and well being of this man. If anything happens to him, it'll be more or less a symbolism of not only hate for his presidency or him as a person but him as a dark faced being which will trickle down, mark my words. This isn't just about policy.
My grandmother used to always say "Read you bible so that way no one can tell you what's in it" Unfortunately, what do you do when what's written in black and white is exactly what it says to do. Psalm 109 is a clear and present call Old Testament style to kill your leaders whether they be religious or political. I may not agree with all of President Obama's policies however, I don't agree with assassination either. I don't agree with this Third World coup d'etat mentality. Writing this right now gives me chills, I am cold and numb. Us as Democrats need to stop sniping our President for not moving fast enough and let him be a leader. President Bush did too much and meanwhile Republicans sat back and scratched their balls for 8 years. White Christian Evangelical Conservative Americans are rearing their ugly heads and hididng behind black bibles in the process. I ask that if you are a good person you pray for the safety and well being of this man. If anything happens to him, it'll be more or less a symbolism of not only hate for his presidency or him as a person but him as a dark faced being which will trickle down, mark my words. This isn't just about policy.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
The Gaga Experience
It's difficult to escape the phenomenon that is Gaga. I promise that I won't gush over this album being Lady Gaga has been the first artist to get me excited in a very long time however, it's kinda hard to not to notice how good this album is lyrically and you can hear loads of musical influences that helped shape who she is as an artist. On parts of this album you hear a bit of her signature sound, you hear the darkness of Grace Jones, the energy of ABBA, the lightness of Kylie Minogue and the cleverness of Janet Jackson.
"The Fame Monster" was expected to be an extension of her internationally successful "The Fame". Lady Gaga has continuously claimed that "The Fame Monster" will not repeat the theme of "The Fame" but instead will explore different emotions that potentially can get out of hand also known as "monsters" in life such as Fear, Love, Heartbreak, Lust, Anger etc.
The album starts out with her signature sound with producer Red One on "Bad Romance" with a fashion inspired video directed and designed by the great Alexander McQueen with dark pitched lyrics and a full throated hook and damn near operatic ohh's and ahh's throughout the song.
Right away, the album takes a new direction in "Alejandro" which sounds like a throwback to mid 80's Madonna with beefier vocals
The third track on the track "Monster" picks up the speed slightly. I hear Paula Abdul and Kylie Minogue all over this track. You will hear the breakdown of house music looping over the background during each of the verses which makes the song way more interesting to listen to. It's an overall fun track
The fourth track "Speechless" is the stand alone ballad on the album. It is not only a ballad but it's a power ballad with an original piano composition, heavy on live drum percussions and a cool guitar riff that appears throughout the track. This song is notable for being a letter to her dad who recently had open heart surgery.
Anyone who is old enough to recall the 70's/80's mega group ABBA will absolutely appreciate "Dance In The Dark". This on first listen was originally my favourite track. This song is what happens when Pop music in it's classic form is done correctly. The hook you can't get out of her head, again full throated and the breaks in between the song throughout to let you re gather yourself between vocals is absolutely pleasant.
"Telephone" is the second time Lady Gaga collaborates with Beyonce and finds them working with producer Rodney "Darkchild" Jerkins. You might want to pause on this one, Rodney Jerkins? Give him a try. Rodney Jerkins stepped out of his R&B/crossover comfort zone to accomodate Lady Gaga and even added an additional thump for Beyonce's verse to give the track some edge. The song is a very familiar situation that many couples experience: The girl that doesn't want to be bothered at the club so she picks up to argue the first couple of times and then decides not to pick up. As it's been said by many friends and associates of mine "If I didn't pick up or text you back the first couple of times what makes you think I will the next 18times?" What makes this song flawed is the song is kinda left flailing along with an operate recorded message spoken "We're sorry the number you have reached is not in service at this moment, please hang up and try your call again later". Rodney Jerkins also decides to let us know towards the end of the song that he produced it. Thanks Diddy *cough* I mean Rodney, congrats on the weight loss *rolls eyes and sighs* you look more and more like Diddy every time I see you.
So this song on first listen has already made it to my exclusive list of favourite songs ever. This is another example of pop music when done right can really get in your bones. What makes this song my favourite over "Dance in the Dark" is the lyrics really can make you a believer in love and romance without the lust even if you're in the worst of places emotionally. The production of this song is absolutely perfect! I tell everyone I can if you are happily in love or have been in a place where you experienced love in the past, this song is truly for you and I hope this becomes a single.
"Teeth" is produced by (take a seat) Teddy Riley of BLACKstreet. I think I'm going to end this here. This song is so Teddy Riley but Lady Gaga holds her own on this obvious R&B track. This song is about the importance it is to make a woman melt with your melt and god help you if you're teeth look a fool.
Overall this is the closest definition of a perfect album. It exceeds expectations of "The Fame" taking you through a tour of her "Fame Monster" concept. The album has texture and weight to it and is a perfect alternative to Rihanna's "Rated R" album which is also heavily inspired by Grace Jones' early 80's darkness.
Over all this album gets a flat A. Go get it! like now, no not now but like RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. :)
* Note: This album improved on my grade for "The Fame" in which I gave it a B- for accumulating too many filler tracks.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sympathy for the Sideline Ho?
I never thought I'd find myself writing about this but, I figured I'd give it a shot since everyone knows me purely as the person who is vocal against men and women who cheat and their accomplices. Over the past few months, I have been getting into people's and even my own unconventional thoughts on love and relationships. I began to ask myself over the weekend, what if the sideline ho is not really this classic figure that we see in movies and soap operas that come in and try to swoop in on the good man? what if she wasn't the figure that comes in with the hot red lipstick and the 5 inch heels and the body painted outfit on trying to seduce the man? What if in fact, she like any other single person in this world is looking for a good man.
Upon talking to some friends, We all began to ask ourselves where are all the good men? We came to the conclusion that, well all the good men are either dead (R.I.P.) or they are in fact taken in relationships. Let's be clear, you can not take a bad boy and turn him into a good man, that doesn't happen. Just like you can't take a hoe and turn her into a housewife. It's the same principle. In one situation, I have heard women find themselves in the situation where they meet a man who is at the end of his rope with a waning relationship (Alicia Keys knows this situation very well) yet he is still with that person, he comes upon a breath of fresh air and excitement. He is still technically still with their significant other however, he is devoting his time to the newbie or the sideline ho. A bad boy would try to string both of them along for the excitement. A good man will be straight up front with the newbie before anything sexual even goes down and explain to the side-dish that they are involved, it's not working out and there is a huge chance that they might get back together. In this scenario in many situations, the side-dish will stick around hoping that the relationship fails so he can be with them for a long time. I can't necessarily blame her and while I can put my own spin and thoughts on the situation, that is not what this is about.
Anyone who is single wants a good man or woman in their life to be with even if its short lived. The ability to be wanted, needed and loved is a feeling that is inevitable with being the imperfect human and to get it any which way you can comes with the territory. Let's be clear here, I am not in any which way condoning cheating and I am not telling people it's okay to scout out married men/women to seek thrills and side relationships with. I do however, understand why sideline hoe's, side-dishes or whatever name you want to call them exist.
Being single is today's "dating market" has become increasingly difficult by the year. It has almost become like survival of the fittest and only the few will see the prize of a long lasting relationship. We have become as a society predisposed to being judgemental towards "the other woman" because it's easy to put fault and blame on them because she is part of the reason but she is only a small part of the reason. The problems that would even allow a sideline ho to even exist, is one that needs to be dealt with inside the relationship and quickly. A thief can't steal your purse if it's secured around your body, we're always taught this in signs and TV promotional ads preventing to muggings and same applies to relationships.
I thought I'd never find myself justifying a sideline hoe's reason to "steal" a man away from someone else. I consider myself a good man and can honestly say that even I came very close to laying in the arms of temptation and for me, it occurred right when I was at my most emotionally vulnerable and sexually frustrated. The only thing that stopped me from going through with it is that I confided in a friend who talked me out of it altogether. So it shows that even a person with good logic can fall prey to temptation. There is so easy way to conclude this so I'm going to go ahead and ask What are your thoughts
(Leave me your comments, you know I love those)
Upon talking to some friends, We all began to ask ourselves where are all the good men? We came to the conclusion that, well all the good men are either dead (R.I.P.) or they are in fact taken in relationships. Let's be clear, you can not take a bad boy and turn him into a good man, that doesn't happen. Just like you can't take a hoe and turn her into a housewife. It's the same principle. In one situation, I have heard women find themselves in the situation where they meet a man who is at the end of his rope with a waning relationship (Alicia Keys knows this situation very well) yet he is still with that person, he comes upon a breath of fresh air and excitement. He is still technically still with their significant other however, he is devoting his time to the newbie or the sideline ho. A bad boy would try to string both of them along for the excitement. A good man will be straight up front with the newbie before anything sexual even goes down and explain to the side-dish that they are involved, it's not working out and there is a huge chance that they might get back together. In this scenario in many situations, the side-dish will stick around hoping that the relationship fails so he can be with them for a long time. I can't necessarily blame her and while I can put my own spin and thoughts on the situation, that is not what this is about.
Anyone who is single wants a good man or woman in their life to be with even if its short lived. The ability to be wanted, needed and loved is a feeling that is inevitable with being the imperfect human and to get it any which way you can comes with the territory. Let's be clear here, I am not in any which way condoning cheating and I am not telling people it's okay to scout out married men/women to seek thrills and side relationships with. I do however, understand why sideline hoe's, side-dishes or whatever name you want to call them exist.
Being single is today's "dating market" has become increasingly difficult by the year. It has almost become like survival of the fittest and only the few will see the prize of a long lasting relationship. We have become as a society predisposed to being judgemental towards "the other woman" because it's easy to put fault and blame on them because she is part of the reason but she is only a small part of the reason. The problems that would even allow a sideline ho to even exist, is one that needs to be dealt with inside the relationship and quickly. A thief can't steal your purse if it's secured around your body, we're always taught this in signs and TV promotional ads preventing to muggings and same applies to relationships.
I thought I'd never find myself justifying a sideline hoe's reason to "steal" a man away from someone else. I consider myself a good man and can honestly say that even I came very close to laying in the arms of temptation and for me, it occurred right when I was at my most emotionally vulnerable and sexually frustrated. The only thing that stopped me from going through with it is that I confided in a friend who talked me out of it altogether. So it shows that even a person with good logic can fall prey to temptation. There is so easy way to conclude this so I'm going to go ahead and ask What are your thoughts
(Leave me your comments, you know I love those)
Thursday, November 5, 2009
A Precious Award?
Obese, illiterate teenager Clareece "Precious" Jones lives in Harlem with her dysfunctional family, she has been impregnated twice by her father and is in a destructive relationship with her mother. Precious is invited to an alternative school where she hopes that her life can change direction. Now, while this all sounds like something that you'd see on Maury Povich or for better ratings, Oprah Winfrey, this is the plot to the movie "Precious" based on the popular novel "Push". Clareece is played by Gabourey Sidibe with Monique playing her abusive mother. The film also stars Lenny Kravitz, Paula Patton and Mariah Carey as Ms. Weiss.
I look at this movie as another big break for Black directors, actors/actresses to really kick down the doors of Hollywood that has been closed or merely cracked. While a small percentage of people who will view the film see the stereotype of Blacks being perceived as always struggling and hurting. Let us not forget ignore that many Black films in comparison to films of an all white cast tend to express morals and values consistent with Middle America. This isn't a blaxploitation and the stories are about as real as if the plot occurred in a white family, a latino family or a European family with subtitles at the bottom. The movie is gritty but promises to move audiences of all colors, race, ages and genders.
With Academy Award wins by African-American actors being limited to an exclusive club of Hattie McDaniel, Sidney Poitier, Harry Belafonte, Halle Berry, Denzel Washington (twice), Jaime Foxx and most recently Forest Whitaker, Morgan Freeman and Jennifer Hudson, one would question does this movie in all of it's high prise in an "Obama-era" (taking all politics out though) bring home the golden bacon in Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress categories along with possibly Best Screenplay.
Mo'nique by many critics may have a late night talk show on BET that loses ratings every time she shows her arms, but she shows that she has the acting chops to star in a dramatic film. Mo'Nique plays the abusive mother of Precious played by Gabourey Sidibe and has earned her front runner spot for Best Supporting Actress, the same position Jennifer Hudson found herself in when playing Effie White in "Dreamgirls". I ask also can Gabourey Sidibe bring a Best Actress in a Lead Role nomination for her turn as the troubled teen. Can Mariah Carey land a nomination for being completely made under as the no nonsense Ms. Weiss who was originally to be played by Academy Award winner Helen Mirren.
The winners club for African-American actors are limited with a larger balloon of those who did not win including Dorothy Dandridge, Cicely Tyson, Diahann Caroll, James Earl Jones, Danny Glover, Angela Bassett and that's just to name a few. I do look for big things in the future from Will Smith, Nia Long, Viola Davis, Taraji P. Henson, Nate Parker (?), Kimberly Elise and another win for Jennifer Hudson. While I don't have amazingly huge expectations, I am tremendously optimistic about African-American actors and actresses.
(Leave me your comments you know I love those)
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