Last Night? Began Like This...

For me chemistry ALWAYS begins with a good kiss. And a guy that smells like a guy smells. Good and deep. I'm sappy for boys kissing always...

I'm an Aristocrap!

Writing now from a 19th level deck of the Westin Diplomat Hotel in Hollywood Florida. Looking over the edge to the Atlantic Ocean. Just finished my third HorseFeather. I never want to leave Florida. I am 100% sympathetic now to all the people who live in dangerous areas like this. Hurricaines may come and go...but the weather here is worth the risk! I'm a bit naucious from all the sun these past 2 days...or perhaps its the remainders of my hangover from last night. The next drink should right that ship. Its terribly humid and thunderstorms are passing near us.

Sitting next to me on the balcony is Mark. We met last night in West Plam Beach. We drove to this hotel as his father works here for some sort of business consultant and therefore gets free rooms whenever he fancies them. Nothing made me as happy as smoking a fag with the windows down and the air rushing over us. Stereo blasting Radiohead's OK Computer!

Mark invited me to spend a day playing with Reason (a sound/beat producing program). We got here at 11am today. Made a few samples on his Powerbook - then started getting fried foods and whiskey delievered to the room. I may go down to the beach if the weather calms - or to the incredible pool that has a pool with a clear bottom that cascades down into the second tropical pool. Luxury!

Mark - for the record, as he wants me to write a bit about him - is 25, his parents are from Denmark, but have lived in Miami his whole life. He is very tall, sandy blond with green eyes, very handsome, and also quite gentle in temperment. (He just smiled at that) I think this instant chemistry will become a friendship that will link our travels again.

Island In The Sun - Having Fun Again

First, to my friends who have been worried – I'm sorry I went missing for the weekend! (And right now I'm finally in SUNNY WONDERFUL WARM Florida!) I'm safe - just tired. Coming to the American Southeast has been far more difficult than I imagined. Finding wireless internet is a struggle. There are no taxis, few local trains, and scary buses. South Carolina and Atlanta zapped me of energy. I’m afraid I spent most of the weekend on Greyhound buses...trying to sleep...but also keeping an eye open for thieves. Quite stressful. On a bus into Atlanta on Saturday I woke to find the woman in the seat next to me unzipping my backpack. Luckily nothing has been stolen.


Let me skip all the struggles – train to Charlotte took forever. Then nightmare bus to Atlanta. All day yesterday was a trial of getting to West Palm Beach.
as I did not meet anyone fun all weekend – till I arrived here in West Palm Beach Florida Late Last Night

Last night I stayed at Hotel Biba. Its modern fun colorful and comfortable. When I arrived I had 2 drinks at the wine bar, talked with the bartender who had lots of advice for my week in Florida. He also said I was lucky to have made it through "the South" backpacking.

West Palm Beach is the most beautiful beaches – tropical paradise – palm tress- I feel like I endured hell to get to heaven. The color of the sand, the water, the sun. And its HOT! I surely don’t care that I lost a glove in Philadelphia. and I saw on TV that NYC got another big snowstorm! I'm glad I got out of the Northeast and went south instead of up to Boston.

right now I'm at a coffeeshop, trying to find a place to store my belongings. Perhaps paying the hotel to keep my stuff safe while I get a tan at the beach! I also hear there is a huge enclave of gay men here and in other cities in Florida. Hooray!

The bartender last night was warning me about "Spring Break". It seems my arrival corresponds with "Spring Break". I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad coincidence yet. He said its like a MTV reality show...but I'm not sure what that means.
At this very moment I couldn't care less about anything. Time for a drink and some sun and my ipod on the beach!

Settling Bets!

I've come across a handful of daring videos on YouTube where bets are settled by embarassing a straight boy to go nude in public! This guy is great...running the streets in a jockstrap while his friends keep pace in their car - filming the humilation! And its cold - look at the snow!

When Hitting the Spot - You See This Face!

I'll admit when I finally got myself checked into this very nice hotel last night the first thing I did after showering was wank it. It had been 3 days! I went back to on of my favorite sites first, EnglishLads, as a friend of mine has modeled for them before and gave me a free password!

This shoot is so sexy as the boy's face being fucked conveys all the pleasures of being fucked the right way. Watch the Movie

Watching that had me so horned up...but I didn't spill my minerals until I went back to those gay orgy sex parties. So dirty you can't help youself. I'm jealous!
Boys Having Drunk Sex Party

International Relations

This isn't really sexy - its funny. International Machismo Contest...

Laptop Battery Recharge

sorry - running out of reserve power - trying to find an outlet to be able to write more. On a shitty Amtrak train south right now. We seem to stop every 15 minutes. And there are crying babies everywhere. Ugh

Hello from Sunny Warm North Carolina!

The last 24 hours have been a crazy trip. I've almost been robbed on the streets from the train station to a hotel, I was given $100 for a back massage, I escaped a looney man at a hotel, and had a fantastic meal of BBQ Ribs!

The long story short, I ended up staying at the Clarion Hotel in a very vacant and scary downtown area 2 blocks from the state capitol. No record stores. No students. No taxis. At first plan I was meeting a man from CraigsList at the hotel...and I did...but I'm afraid my traveling luck went missing...and this man was not who he said he was in emails. For the record - I am not a prostitute. I DO have casual sex with hot men. I enjoy the company of strangers. I am openminded. I do accept meals and lodging from strangers. I do not negotiate a price for putting a penis in my ass without a condom. All told I gave a back massage for $100..then took that money to get my own room at the hotel.

A few hours ago I got an invitation/offer to write articles for a magazine back in New York City. I'm going to meet the editor when I return there next month. Very exciting!

Oh - to my friends in the North..its 72 degrees Farenheight here. Bollocks!

Hot Boy - Stripping Montage Video

I love that super-body-obsessed guys video themselves flexing EVERY day in front of their webcam! This guy may be my new favorite. Someone has made a montage video of his various performances...no cock shots I'm afraid. And the song is a little indie rock tune which seems to have nothing to do with the boy. Hooray for YouTube!

Clearing the Air - What I Wear

I've been getting an assortment of email from Leather Guys and Bondage Men asking me detailed questions about my fetish acts. I realize now that is due to this photo of me. Although wearing the leather jock is fun - this photo is from a friend's party a herd of my homo friends attended last year. It was a sexy party...not a sex party. And I had a boyfriend at that time - so the only person I got wood for was him...which is too bad in retrospect. I still have the gear in London at my flat...but I am not traveling with any accessories.

I'm lucky to fit the 7 pairs of underwear in my backpack!

Let's Roll!

Jeff and Karl showed me this one last night! You'll piss yourself...Rumsfeld juggles, draws an ass, makes origami, rolls a splif - all while answering the press!

Gooey Facials - for Young Men!

Here is a snip of pornography thats SPILL-IT hot! Watch these 2 younger guys: Caleb and Kevin (its not me!). It's obvious Kevin had some pent-up sexual energy - the way he starts to slow-grind his dick on Caleb's underwear clad ass. He devours Caleb, first kissing softly then going balls deep into Caleb's tight little hole. That's not all though, Kevin finishes Caleb off with a huge squirting cumshot to the face!

Bravo! You can see the free video here!

Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

I'm at a Starbucks on Wisconsin Ave at the moment. Not quite sure where I am...will have to grab a taxi back to the Union Station after I finish this coffee and brownie. I hope to catch an Amtrack to Raleigh NC later this afternoon. Its a 6 hour train ride...but I'll be making some serious progress south. I've been in the States 2 weeks now!

I forgot to mention - its WARM again. Thank Christ! And thanks to everyone who wrote yesterday to cheer me up! As I've been told, starting in Florida and working north as the winter thawed would have been easier. With the temp rising - my spirits rise with them.

As for last night - I stayed with a gay couple, Jeff & Karl, who were so hospitable and helpful. After an afternoon of wandering the Mall, I emailed with them on CraigsList - then met them at Blue Duck Tavern at 9pm. A fantastic and HEAVY meal...I had bratwurst with sauerkraut and mustard...and 4 or 5 Stella Artois. Incredible conversations about electronic music, sampler machines, the crackdown on online file-trading, copyright control, YouTube, - It was an awesome evening.

After dinner we got in their car and drove to their apartment - 2 blocks from here. We watched Reality cable TV, and I shared with them some music and porn from my MacBook. I slept on their sofa, but had to leave early as they had jobs to depart for at 8am!

All Things Must Pass

Odd to begin with this - but I've been talking about it since I woke at 8am this morning. Tony Blair announced that our troops will begin leaving Iraq in the next few weeks, and the UK has been assured all our soldiers will have vacated that country by next year: 2008. Yes - that really does make me happy - beyond the obvious reasons of lessening the armed chaos in the Middle East. My friend Jonathan was afraid his older brother was going to be assigned a second tour this spring. Now that seems unlikely. A relief...if it wasnt so early I'd have a drink to celebrate!

But I guess there have been other papers reporting that Prince Harry is set to begin a tour of Iraq. And that the small group he leads refers to him as a "Bullet Magnet". What a frightening scenario that is for all involved! Poor Harry - it seems he was advised against going to Iraq - and had the option of reassignment - but a pride to serve with the men he has trained keeps him from backing down. I admire that "I'll be like the common people" resolve, but its true that if a prince is known to be in an area, any man, woman or child within a mile is in more danger. Its putting an easy symbolic target - and potentially tragic death for our country into an already boiling-over pot.

Warming Up

The weather is beginning to improve - so I'm headed out for a final walking tour of the city..and departinh the Holiday Inn by noon. An expensive treat that was, but I think I needed it. Must be stricter with my budget though.

I'm going to see the black wall of Vietman, circle the mall, and hopefully avoid the rougher areas of DC that I've been warned about by friends from CraigsList. Depending on whether I meet any friends today - this may be my last day in this city. I'm having trouble getting a footing here as I did so well in NYC and Philly. But always optimistic that good people and good times are just a "hello" away.

Arm Wrestling

It seems anyone with a video camera will film themselves watching paint dry nowadays. But also cute dim shirtless athletes will capture moments of interest to you and me. I wonder if they imagined gay men gawking them!

Twinks in Tents

I spent last night alone at the Holiday Inn. Which was actually nice. I needed some time to write emails, make phone calls (so expensive!), and clean myself up! I called my friends Linda and Trevor in London. They were doing so well. Both gave me advice on jumping ahead to Florida to the summer climate and beaches. Indeed! We also talked about how I may best go from Florida to California...which could take a few weeks if I want to see all the cities in my list. Big aspirations.

After seeing the Air/Space Museum I had a few pints and got a meatball sandwich at a fastfood chain. Around 10pm I got back here. So I surfed for something new to splooge myself to sleep last night. And I found these movies..which I highly tout as worth your wanking time...



This is a movie that'll make you still your minerals all over the floor. A shaggy haired dirty blond and his lean mate are inside a tent - making out, sucking, then fucking each other hard. Evidentally they are students at some boarding school. Or so the website claims.

Then I found a young blond couple going at in a tent as well. THe skinny twink is blasting his friends ass with a huge dildo - and the friend is breaking up over how incredible it feels. You have to Watch His Face while he gets his shoot pounded. And it ends with cum all over the place.

Sick of the Cold!

A bit sad today. All the traveling, running for trains, all with not enough rest has me down. I also lost a glove back in Philadelphia...so my left hand is a rather numb. On the bright side, I met a nice straight bloke Jared, a student at GeorgeTown University heading back after a long-weekend break to his dorm from his girlfriend's in Philly. We met on the train, both having MacBooks!, and he gave me a map and info about the landmarks to see here. So i followed his advice and got a hotel about 8 blocks from the White House.

Its a room at the Holiday Inn Central in downtown. It was a 20 minute walk from the Union train station. A long cold windy walk. Sorry, I'll stop complaining now. I have learned from many guys that actually the Smithsonian IS open today, as is everything else tourist related...its just government offices that are closed. Excellent news! After i warm up in here a bit I'm walking to the White House, then to the Smithsonian. Then on to the Capitol dome and Lincoln statue buildings. I do wish I could be here when its warmer...and see the famed Cherry Trees in blossom.

The chinese food i had at Union Station isn't sitting well...I must go take care of that!

"Presidents Day"

I think its hilariously funny that I'm headed to Washington DC on a holiday called Presidents Day. I hope i see that bastard George Bush so I can show him my arse! I hate that guy.

Seriously though, I hear that the Smithsonain is a fantastic museum - which is high on my list of places to go - but also closed on Monday. So I may just drink my way through tomorrow to pass the time. Any buddies?

This is too dirty: Double Penetration!

Guys have been writing me asking what I'm like in the sack. I have to keep answering that I'm not a hustler...but rather I'm a guy who appreciates good pornography. As we all should!

I am often a bottom. I enjoy being messy with cum. I ALWAYS have safe penetration! I prefer guys my age. I love Indian boys, blond boys, guys with hairy chests, football jocks, and intelligent guys with large cocks! lol


Perhaps one of the dirtiest - and therefore my favorite porn videos. Its all about male slut superstar NICKO! First he works one dildo into his cute puckered ass...with a huge smile on his face. He talks to the camera the entire time. He then takes the cameraman's dick into his streched hole - who is also forcing in a fat dildo! Fuck that's a tight fuck! It ends with Nicko's face covered in the cameraman's cum...dripping off his lips and into his mouth! Watch the Free Movie

Another Journey

I'll have to write a catch-up note when I wake tomorrow. Lots happened at the 12th Air Command on Saturday night. I won't kiss and tell...but I heard from countless guys how sext a "english accent" is! LOL. I had to retort i found their American accent sexy too!

So I'm waking early tomorrow to return to the train station to journey south. I NEED warmer climate! I did manage to wash all my clothes today! And I smell nice too!

I hear tomorrow is a government holiday so places will be closed...so I may spend a day along the way to DC stopping in a smaller city to have a look-see.

Gay Beer Commercials

Two very funny guys - one alarmingly sexy - make fake beer commercials for gay men! My favorite is a party boy crashing his vespa. But they also made commercials about getting drunk to be reared by a Unicorn!

See How We Roll Down The River!

This is video of an all day dance cruise on the Thames River in London. No joke - this is a crew that has style...

Rolling with a crew

At this very second i'm sitting in a loft at Arch St. in the Chinatown area of Philadelphia. My feet are killing me from walking around in new boots. Its a fucking long story how i got here. I'm in the home of Brent, Craig, Shane, and Shane's girlfriend Rona. They have a huge brick/wooden beam loft. Windows around the entire space. And they've divided it into various rooms. They have a small pub recreation in one corner with shelves of bottles, stools and 2 couches. I've been given this couch as a place to stay until I go to DC on monday. These guys and gal are so great. I'm so grateful. I helped clean-up the bar today. So I feel like they really dont mind me for 3 nights.

I met Brent from CraigsList last night. Ended up being invited to a "long weekend" party in the offices of a small gay-operated design studio. Brent works there - and assured me it was actually a party composed of a bunch of gay professional strangers and that no one else would really know each other, so it wasnt like trespassing on anybody's moment.

I got offered a job by this tall japanese guy working as an assistant in his book publishing company. It was nice...but I'm on a vacation to work on myself right now. Actually taking a break from doing what everyone else I know wants me to do.

From tipping a few (4?) beers at that party we met with VERY hot Craig and his younger brother Luke at some very bright and loud and abrasive bar. From there the night goes blurry - we took a taxi to their pad - met Shane and Rona...who must have thought i was a disgusting site. We passed a rod and spoke of minerals...but i dont recall anything from that.

Today Shane and I went to records stores, got a coffee, got a big fried sandwich, drank some keystone, and after we couldnt stand the walking anymore we just got back here.

Tonight we're going to a gay nightclub called 12th Air Command. But Tomorrow I got to museums and find this "Liberty Bell". Its rather odd that we were all the same country once. And that some of the largest American landmarks are to honor its secession from England. So yes, tomorrow will be a serious and SOBER day. I must promise myself that.

Fortunate Friday

I didn’t arrive in Philly until 11pm last night. The train hopping situation was hell. but I’ll refrain from flapping on about it. Packing into a train with suits going home to the suburban areas of New Jersey was an experience I wish I had avoided. Moving right along!


I arrived late. Patrick wasn’t at the Market station. but I got wireless signal on my MacBook – checked my email – and he had luckily sent me an email with directions to his hotel! A hero! The Westin Hotel wasn’t more than a 10 minute walk...and he was at the Hotel bar! Very handsome guy with intense eyes and a funny smirk. As I was worn out from trainhopping he bought me a fantastic dinner and we had 2 bottles or warming red wine. I’m afraid I was still a nit slow from NYC so nodded a bit while we were finishing our last glass.

Patrick – a gentleman – had a room with 2 beds and set me up on my own. So charming! This morning he had to wake early for a meeting – but first he had breakfast brought to the room...I had a "western omlet". Try one! After we ate and drank coffee he ordered up a softcore gay flick (some muscle guy Falcon film) on the hotel cable...and we wanked it from our respective beds. It was actually quite sexy! He threw me a towel and i wiped off my hands and stomach. Felt dirty and liberating to share that moment. We traded information – and Patrick will always be welcome to drop in on my flat if he travels to the UK.

I'm in a Starbucks now writing friends at home.

Going South..but slowly. LOL

Yes - i bought a 40-dollar pair of boots last night at K-Mart at Astor Square...so I'm prepared to travel. No - I had not considered winter when I made my original travel plans. I'm sorry. For those who write me worried about my traveling on the luck of weather and the generosity of strangers - I am being careful. I email my friend in London, Linda, before I go out to meet any strangers. Like I am tonight...

I'm meeting Patrick, a post-university student in psychology at a centralMarket Street train station around 10pm...he is going to take me to dinner nearby - and then I'm going to stay with him at a hotel where he made a reservation. BUT - if dinner makes it seem like we dont mesh as friends - i'll be on my own for the night.

So this weekend in Philadelphia...then to DC...then? I need to check out what the cool record stores are in Phila. And meet some friends to give my ipod a shock of new tracks!

Wank of the Day!

So i wanked it to another movie from that website I joined yesterday. The blokes in this movie are drunker and get sluttier. An older man in Brooklyn invited me to a party like these that he has in his loft this weekend...but I'll already be gone! I think I may have gone if i was pissed enought. Tasty! You can see the preview of the scenario I watched here if you want: Watch Film

Last Night...After the Storm Cleared

First and foremost - thank you Erik! A prince of hospitality! He let me come back to his pad to spend one last unexpected night on his sofa. I emailed with a bunch of guys in Philadelphia and Washington DC last night...and I'm headed that way via a NJ transit train from Penn station in 3 hours. Sorry to my new friends in Boston...but i'll be back your way in little over a month.

As for last night...I got a bit drunk again...but not by myself! It seems that either all the "Valentines" were shagging or when it snows in nyc that everybody goes hiding
inside and doesn't come out. i went out around midnight and wandered around the empty streets, it was biting cold but had stopped snowing. i ended up at this place on 14th street - along a large apartment complex- called blarney stone or blarney cove or something, a narrow hole in the wall dive with a real-life witch with spiderwebs tattooed around her eye working behind the bar. she was sweet. although the place sounds irish...it most certainly was not!

sitting alone at the counter i met this guy named Jack, he's lived in the city all his life (which i would guess means about 50 years) and by lived i mean Lived It. Lived The Life. he's a drummer and has played with everybody --lou reed, yoko ono, peter gabriel, glenn branca -- and hung with even more people: bowie, allen ginsberg, bill burroughs. he was pissed and having a blast reliving his glory days with an attentive bloke such as myself, all the while spilling his whiskey-on-rocks all over the bar as he tried to steady his shaky hands. he'd ask me if i knew about famous british figures. it was odd. we walked out together around 4...i stumbled blocks to Erik's pad. and i just woke up!

Your Girlfriend Needs To Stop Staring At Me

A group of teenage guys play homo and put together a dance routine thats quite sweet and funny. I had to share this one - even though i don't like the Shakira song.

Birds Fly South

So I think I have to consider traveling in the other direction. The storm is getting worse here and making the path to Boston difficult. I guess i should find ways to head south to warmer places first.

I had hoped to go north to Boston - then Montreal - then Chicago - then Seattle - California - Las Vegas - Texas - Florida - and back to New York for mid-April. All the while finding other smaller places to stay in between. Great guys have been writing me and saying this is unrealistic. Is it? Should I go straight to Florida now to avoid the storms?

I don't fucking know - and I need a drink. Fuck the winter.

Any Parties Like This Happening?

Earlier today I got trapped into another moment of weakness where i used my debit card to see some new porn. Perhaps I have a problem. LOL

I keep seeing all these gay porn websites that are huge blowout parties of a group of guys fucking. Some of them quite messy with cream and champagne. I really want to go to an event like these...but I'm also a bit scared of it. I think I'd need more than a few drinks before I could get a big dick from a stranger in front of a crowd. You know! But i hate fear keeping me from trying things. Thats part of why I'm trying to do this 2 month trip alone. To prove I can handle things I can't control.

So I joined this one website and this was my favorite scene:


There was a free preview movie. How great is it that you can find anything you fancy - from piss to ponies - on the web.

Last Night Action

So last night didn't go as planned at all. I was supposed to meet up with a young guy i met over CraigsList at "Motor City", but he never showed up. Part of my problems in traveling this week have been my lack of communication. I don't have my mobile phone...and it's a hard thing to be without when you've grown accustomed to it.

Motor City wasn't much fun - unless you're into car parts hung all over the walls. After having a beer or 3 waiting around, I walked a few blocks. There were a bunch of cute guys sharing a MJ smoke in a doorway. I stopped and asked for directions. (I got a pass of the smoke too)

Turns out these 3 guys were playing music at the club nextdoor called CakeShop, and they were due to play in 20 minutes, which is why they were smoking they told me. So I came inside and watched Clarity play at CakeShop. The guitarist, Joe, was very handsome - little guy with bright blue eyes and shaggy hair. I had my eye trained on him most the performance. They didn't have vocals - it was waves of distorted and somber sounds. I liked it enough. If you live in NYC you should see them if you like Daydream Nation era Sonic Youth.

After they played I bought them all drinks...helped pack up the gear into their car. Talked shop with the bassist - as we both have Fender Jazzmaster bass guitars. And VERY DRUNK i somehow made it back to Hotel 17 around 2am. I think i made too hard a pass at Joe, as i thought he was digging me back...but when I mumbled about needing a place to stay he wandered away without an answer. Oh well.

Stop it!

This is for the dickhole "JhnzAss71" who keeps emailing me nasty things! Please stop it:

Happy Valentines

Despite my best intentions to get on a bus to Boston today, the shitstorm got in my way. I'm trying again tomorrow. I've come back to Erik's pad, as my shoes got so wet earlier i need some time to have everything dry out.

As for all the fools running around the icy wet streets gobbling up flowers for their bird at home. This is how i feel about the "holiday":



I'll talk about last night after i get some pizza.

getting ready to say goodbye...for now

So i'm heading north to Boston tomorrow morning. The weather is brutal...and I read its a snowstorm everywhere on the East. Fuck!

I'm keeping a promise to myself and seeing bands play tonight. I’m going to see SPARROW HOUSE (Feat. Jared Van Fleet of Voxtrot) at Mercury Lounge. I may see if I can find someone to have drinks with beforehand...or who wants to join me at the concert.

All my friends said there are ‘speakeasy’ bars that allow the grass...but i didnt find any of those establishments


I read that Sonic Youth is playing tomorrow night here in NYC! hometown crowd! damn! sold out!
But they are also playing in Providence on the 17th...perhaps i'll leave Boston to see that concert.

Hotel 17

Last night i spent a lot of time online researching bus lines. Its very odd that each major American city has a rail and subway system...yet none of these systems touch. As far as I can determine, there is 1 NYC train that ends at a station in New Jersey - and at that 1 station you can switch to a Philadelphia train system. what? Between Boston and NYC...those local lines never touch! And Amtrack is $100 one way travel!

So I found chinatown buses between Boston and NYC. Cheap too!


As I feared before the trip - I have arrived in the middle of the active winter. Snow is here..for a few days. I don't mind trudging through snow or rain...but my MacBook does. I guess i should wrap it in a better plastic case before stowing it in my sack.

I found this hot guy in a only a jockstrap holding a gun...about to kill. Quite hot!

Awesome Everything

i saw everything today. i ate a sausage from a cartman at Central Park. columbus circle mall (place made no sense). walked through Times Square and was overwhelmed yet underwhelmed that a place that is suppose to be a center of all civilzation is a huge theatre of ads trying to drown out each other in the grand canyon. Like the Circus.

Times Square in NYC is the Grand Canyon with advertisments. And lost explorers captured up with photos of advertisement. I hate large crowds milling about.

I've also never understood why japanese tourists all pose for photographs standing with a fountain in the background. Are office-tour lobby fountains art?

The Flat Iron building. union square. stores. shoes shoes jeans haircut

and it flew by. my feet are in pain

ended at Erik's place. packed up my bag. said many thanks to him. and i'm on my own...walked to a hotel on 17th street called ...

Hotel 17. Its a guesthouse. But cheap and perfect for a last day in the city. Tomorrow I meet a friend off craigslist who is giving me "chinatown bus" information and a guidebook he and his boyfriend had used moving from Los Angeles. Also lending me info about places to stay and things to see when I make it out to California in late March. I think I'll love the warm tropics then.

Wireless in this place is weak. Can't get any porn videos to load! Fuck - what good is a hotel room if you cant jack off on the bedspread. I'll find something like this from my downloaded vids to do the job:

It looks like Prince William is a top!
WATCH

Straight Guys Kissing...Because Football Is Hot

I love when actors are willing to go for it for a part...



Watch the sketch...

Taking Chances

On saturday night I met a man over the internet who wanted to take me out for a nice dinner. His email was wonderful. He said he was 24, working as a booking agent for a bunch of bands that tour the USA, UK, and Europe. Educated from Harvard. And his pic was rather handsome. He said he could sympathize with my journey in the States as he had toured with bands he has worked with, in a van...and he know a good travel day can be hard to find when you're trying to make memories out of chaos.

Lets call him Jason...(and "Jason" - if youre reading this - thanks again! it was a fantastic time!) Jason lived in Brooklyn in an area called Park Slope. I guess its named so because its a large walk uphill. I took a subway, got off at an outside station, and met him at a gay bar called Excelsior a short walk away.. I recognized him instantly from his pic, we had a round of whiskeys, and he seemed to know everyone at the bar. I felt a bit the celebrity myself being introduced around the room.

We walked a few streets to Blue Ribbon, a meat and fish fare. He had luckily made reservations as it was packed inside. A bottle of pinot noir, an excellent meal, and converations about everything from childhood vacations to gay bar urinal etiquette.

After the meal we wanted a night cap, but Excelsior was a bit too rough after such a civilized dinner. I seemed to have gotten further plastered than i intended. Jason offered his couch. And that all I'm telling you.

I woke up in the morning...Jason asked to take some photos of me to remember the date. I obliged...although I looked like hell. (and those photos are his - so don't ask me to see them) Jason will hopefully visit me at home this summer. I took the subway back to Manhattan - Erik was at home when i arrived - and we went out to brunch at Life Cafe. I had a disgusting Bloody Mary, then passed out on the sofa when we got back to the pad. Erik watched some music awards show nonsense on television, and I read TimeOut NY looking for a show to see before i leave NYC.

speaking of...Erik and I agreed last night that today is my last staying with him...so that my cue to get my plan in order and buy rail tickets! There is a cheap hotel on 19th street i might linger in for a night or two...or i may try my luck in craigs list again.

Coming back to life

feeling a tad better now. no joke i drank myself stupid last night. I met 2 girls who brought me into a japanese karaoke bar and made me sing that first Coldplay song with them. Hilarity! They were a few older than me, and claimed to do something with justice for immigrants in Washington, DC. They also bought me 2 rounds of some tequila after we got our chance to sing at the bar. So many bad BAD BAD girls all screaming bad BAD BAD songs out of key. I even heard Spice Girls. Ugh! I said I had to go home and ditched them...going to a bar/party someone wrote me about from CraigsList.

But after walking lost for 20 minutes, I barely remember going to a MeatPacking Zone bar...its fashion week and fucking beautiful boys...and some girls...EVERYWHERE. I think the only reason i got in the door is the accent. Last thing i can clearly recall is walking out of the bathroom through a wall of guys. Pushing heat and sweat and perfect faces. perfect clothes falling open. Shirts unbuttoned. There was a bright light in my face - then a beautiful latino boy is right there glaring into my eyes. He leaned to me and tugged my bottom lip with his lips. Then we made out. I think he spilled his drink all over my shoes. And i can remember being cold and lost and out of money to pay for a cab. Then coming out onto Broadway from the Union Square park - in the fucking cold and thinking that everyone else on the streets was swerveing drunk too. And the cabs and horns and buses and garbage trucks and piles of garbage and dirty ice and smells.

Painful

I got so fucking drunk last night. holy fuck i need to go back to sleep.

Studio 54?

Does anyone know where Studio 54 is? Is there still a club?

I keep finding shirtless photos of Ryan Phillippe (hot!) - but i can't find any hard information except that the movie "54" exists. Great movie...but I'd rather see the actual place with my own eyes.

Seeing lots of student looking types wandering the sidewalks now. I think its my time to go outside and meet some friends! I want to have a non-sober weekend adventure in the city before getting on a train someplace new. Although this weather is making me wish I'd chosen to start in Los Angeles!

Confession...I Paid For It...But It Was Worth It

New York is harder than I imagined to feel a part of. I went on a pub march by myself from the East Village - to Chelsea - to the West Village last night. I met a few really great guys...but too many men in their 40's trying to WOW me with their job or money. Seriously, I don't care what your business card says! I care about what you find interesting. And more than telling me I have beautiful eyes! I'd love to go back to a cute boy's little poor apartment if we have shit to shoot all night. Or a fun movie to watch. Or something in common! After we have something in common I'm going to want to kiss you! Oh well!

The long story short - I got quite drunk - I got a few business cards of Finance Men - and i took a sad, cold, slow Taxi back to Erik's pad. I fell asleep on his sofa. Woke up this morning a but bruised in the head. I also slept with my socks on..so my feet are sore.

I'm feeling like i'm wasting all my potential. I'm 22 gay, and single in New York City...but i can't find a decent guy that wants to talk tracks or cinema or politics or sexual politics. I must be coming at it wrong.

So now for my confession. I was feeling down an hour ago so I bought a Instant Access to a jackoff site. In case you care, I wanked it to this:

It was really hot...straight Brit boys fucking around. You can see it too here: Matt M & Sammy. Sammy is gorgeous!

So I hope to have an encounter with a real boy this weekend. I told Erik I'd find another place to stay by Monday night...so that puts some pressure!

Who You Gonna Call!

I came across this today, its the car from GhostBusters for sale!

This is weird because I saw a building on 6th street in the East Village last night that reminded me of the GhostBusters headquarters. The man I was with said it wasn't the same building. He told me the old firehouse that the movie used is down next to Ground Zero. I don't want to go there.

All this reminded me of films that take place here. I think the bridge from the 1st Spiderman is in the business district north.

Hot Boys Dancing...In Bottoms

This is a hot homemade video...my favorite type. Better than some porn - as its real, ya know? I love porn, and my laptop has a huge collection of videos from websites I've downloaded. But free video from boys catching each other getting sexy is my new favorite! Ok...off for a drink! Someplace warm with guys who are younger than 30 I hope!

SCORE!

so i found a great record store, i think it was on St.Marks Place? Funny little row there...like Camden market. Anyways, I bought the new Bloc Party record, and listening to it now...great...missing home a bit. Also reminded I need to find some rock to see while I'm here. I missed this show in London before I left because I was saving loot. I heard you can see Lou Reed wandering around the Village. Would love to stop him and ask why no more reunions of VU. Fuck they were hot.

Otherwise its FUCKING COLD outside, which is bumming me out. Feeling like a nuisance coming back to Erik's pad to warmup so many times a day. A bunch more guys have wrote me back from my CraigsList plea for help. Maybe I'll chat some guys there now.

Liam

Liam, besides for buying me a few pints of McSoreleys, offered to load my ipod with new tracks from his computer. Including the Diplo AEIOU2 mixtape, which i've been dying for! He isn't free again till Friday afternoon...so I'm going to walk around the brutal cold looking for record stores today. Not sure what his score is either. But the sweetest smiling guy. (This is a pic I found on the internet that looks like Liam - but its not him!)

Was thinking about trying my hand at the rail lines here for the weekend. Read an article about MetroNorth and LIRR. Perhaps heading to Long Island beaches or the mountains of Hudson Valley. Guys wrote me and said it may not be the best season for all that. I'll wait till next week and see if the weather improves some. Also need friends to stay with first. And my next city may be Boston...but not until I get a facefull of NYC!

I'm getting horny...I was hoping for something to work out for last night. Liam was VERY hot...but he was just helping me out, not looking to do any makeout or more. Maybe after I wander for the afternoon I'll find a fun guy at a record store to bring me home! Wish me luck! I guess there are gay areas of manhattan and i need to get my ass to a bar in one of them...which ones?

Many Thanks!

Yesterday while Erik was at work I put an add on CraigsList asking guys for help in figuring out what to do while I'm in the States. Shit! So many great guys and great ideas...and a few really hot pics of shagable bodies too! I guess I have a few things to answer...

1. I don't have a camera or mobile with me on this trip. I decided that if I was going to carry around my MacBook, that was all the devices I had the heart to lose. And only having a backpack...not much free space. My MacBook has wireless and this city seems to give free signal everywhere. It's not like that at home. Freedom! lol

2. Erik is not my boyfriend. He is a friend of my mothers from when she went to school at NYU - YEARS AGO. Erik is 42, and so sweet for offering his couch for a few nights. I'm looking to meet people my own age. He invited me to go to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens. YUCK! unless they grow my favorite plant there. Odd he lives in manhattan but offers to go to brooklyn.

3. SO I DID MEET SOMEONE LAST NIGHT - for a drink. Thanks Liam for meeting me at Blue & Gold Bar. The place was a bit bright...and arromatic...but talking to a fellow Londonerin NYC made me so excited for all the adventures I'm going to have. I owe you one Liam!

4. I am not a hustler, yet. :) So I hope no one offers me 50 USD to take it in the arse from him. I look for connections first before my pants drop.

IT HAS BEGUN! i love New York

The flight from Heathrow to JFk was easy. I had 5 pints on my way to catch the flight..man all the security and guards everywhere make you feel like a motherfucker when you stumble through the gate. Once we took off I fell asleep through the entire flight.

Arrived 11am, took a cab to Erik's place in the East Village. His flat is the first floor of a rather dingy building, and its 3 rooms (i get the sofabed). Erik had to let me in then run out to his job. So here I am by myself. Going to hit the streets and see whats happening...hopefully a rippin show is happening tonight. Anybody know whats happening in Manhattan this week?

Fag Faking Starbucks Banter

This is just stupid funny. This kid who sounds like he's from Manchester faking a conversation with himself - like a fag ordering from an American Jock at a Starbucks. But what's funnier are all the comments people have left for this this guy "Axel". So he responds:

"Yes i do have a lot of spots and yes i do have buck teeth live with it im still a person"

what a drag

so this is pretty messed up. Brian decided that we should breakup because I'm going on this trip. He said he was going to mess around with any fratboy shirtless college jock that would spill a drink on me at a club. AS IF! SO fuck him anyways. I AM going to go to the US and do whatever the fuck i want to do. And i think he'll still waiting when i return.

Another Reason I Can't Wait For America!

A FARTING PRIEST ON TELEVISION...hah hah

self portrait 2/5/07 -

I forgot - i took a some new photos of me before i leave!

this is my favorite...its like a fashion shot.