G Bar is one the best spots in NY to get a feeling of the true Chelsea vibe. Although, lately has been getting more mixed, it still continues to have the Chelsea flair. Typicall, it's a good bar to start a weekend night, before going out dancing or whatever. Or just stay there, and enjoy the views. The majority of guys at this place is muscly aka meatheads, or boyishy aka bitchy attitude or older guys aka vomit. Of course, there are other boys there but there are the other 5% of the population at this bar.
The barteneders are definitely hot. Especially, the one who has tats, huge arms and scruffy facial hair. That's the only type of a guy who would allow to fuck me hard and deep. No one else. He is such a turn on. Main segment of going here is also cruising. It's a good spot for cute guys to find a night's lay. Just don't be one of those fags who walk around in a circle and seem awfully desperate. How embarassing.
One of the good nights there was meeting a hot Brazilian boy. He was staying in NY over the summer. The frist time I saw him, I was with my friends and I noticed him around. I definitely liked him and made as much eye contact as I can. Remember? I don't approach guys. Anyway... He finally approached me, but I wasn't going to leave my friends and be called a slut later, so I gave him the cold shoulder. This was absolutely risky because I had no idea if I would see him ever again and also he was hot!! I'm missing out on this stud, only because I want to act all good and mannered. He got the point and left my side. That was it for the first night. A week later, I go to G by myself cos I wanted to get a hot guy. And guess what. Yup, he was there. This guy approached me AGAIN...I guess he didn't mind or care or forgot or whatever the last week's cold shoulder. It was nice to hear that he remembered my name, what I did and all the stuff we talked about. And he was foreign!!! How many guys you meet remember all of this stuff. The chances are very slim. He bought me a drink, we talked and then we went to my place. Had lots of fun--he was very good on talking my whole dick in. I guess, a deep throat expert. We email each other once a while now cos he plans to move to NY for grad school. I really hope he comes again this summer. Wouldn't you if you were in my place??
Saturday, February 17, 2007
#2 fag type-the LTR guy
This is a guy who wants to be your friend after one or two dates. Pretty much, what I call it, an instant relationship.
Example..
Met one guy a while ago for a date at a Starbucks. And it went pretty well. After our talk of around 2 hours, we decided to go to G. We got drinks, started flirting and made out. This guy started holding my hand at G, petting it, and had that spark in his eyes. He said he loved the way I kiss, blah blah...He walks me home, kisses me goodnight. The next day, he wanted to hang out but I told him that I wouldn't be able to do so because I already made plans. Then, he says that we should stop "dating" each other because I wasn't too into him. WTF??? We were texting back and forth for like an hour, and I said do whatever you want. And it stopped. That's it. Oh, and don't get me started about how hot, cute, adorable, sexy he was...WHY?? Crazy ones, I tell you.
Example..
Met one guy a while ago for a date at a Starbucks. And it went pretty well. After our talk of around 2 hours, we decided to go to G. We got drinks, started flirting and made out. This guy started holding my hand at G, petting it, and had that spark in his eyes. He said he loved the way I kiss, blah blah...He walks me home, kisses me goodnight. The next day, he wanted to hang out but I told him that I wouldn't be able to do so because I already made plans. Then, he says that we should stop "dating" each other because I wasn't too into him. WTF??? We were texting back and forth for like an hour, and I said do whatever you want. And it stopped. That's it. Oh, and don't get me started about how hot, cute, adorable, sexy he was...WHY?? Crazy ones, I tell you.
#1 fag type-the show off guy
This is a guy who never shuts up about himself. He also loves showing people what he has, what he does, what he owns..bla bla
Example..
I met this guy thru manhunt one afternoon and he lived in Hell's Kitchen. It was a hook up, of course. Anyway, he was totally hot. A personal trainer, so you can imagine how hot his body was. He lived in a very big one bedroom apt that had an overview of Central Park. I wondered if personal trainers make that much money, but whatever. Soooo, he first started with giving a tour of his apt. Then, he started showing me his clothes!!! At this point, I am just trying to be polite and not say anything... He seriously starts talking about his jeans, and which kind he wears, where did he buy them, how much did he spend on them..Beyond, off the chart, this guy. Then, finally after 45 minutes of him talking and me listening, we started making out and stuff. After a while, he started asking me questions about which part I liked most of his body, and I said his chest. That made him really smile. He said many guys like his chest. I was getting bored by this time and started cuming so that I can leave and go home and take a break from this freak. Why all the hot ones are weird??? HELP!!!
Example..
I met this guy thru manhunt one afternoon and he lived in Hell's Kitchen. It was a hook up, of course. Anyway, he was totally hot. A personal trainer, so you can imagine how hot his body was. He lived in a very big one bedroom apt that had an overview of Central Park. I wondered if personal trainers make that much money, but whatever. Soooo, he first started with giving a tour of his apt. Then, he started showing me his clothes!!! At this point, I am just trying to be polite and not say anything... He seriously starts talking about his jeans, and which kind he wears, where did he buy them, how much did he spend on them..Beyond, off the chart, this guy. Then, finally after 45 minutes of him talking and me listening, we started making out and stuff. After a while, he started asking me questions about which part I liked most of his body, and I said his chest. That made him really smile. He said many guys like his chest. I was getting bored by this time and started cuming so that I can leave and go home and take a break from this freak. Why all the hot ones are weird??? HELP!!!
Thursday, February 15, 2007
when you're online
I don't understand how can someone who is large built call himself muscular built. I just talked to this guy online and his profile said that he was muscular, and then I look at his upclose pics and I'm like you're fat. End of story. Just cos you've been to the gym this past month and added 1% of muscle, does not make you muscular. Guys, and especially gay ones, always hype up their body. They are worse than girls who say they have hot bobs, hot that..and you always keep the thought to yourself until you start bursting with laughter.
I also hate those who post their cock pics and ass holes online. Ok, great. You have a dick and it's pretty but I'm gonna be looking at your head first, so please give me head shot. Fags are the most complicated.
Then there are the ones who say they are straight acting. HAHAHA. Straight acting my ass. What is so straight acting when you suck cock and get fucked in the ass?? Masc, yes, but please don't say straight acting. I really don't like those guys. Usually they are the ones who wear Abercrombie past the age of 26, say dude all the time and wear their hats backward. Hate it.
Then you have the ones who know they are not your type..like the illegal twinks who post their anorexic bodies and say they have a six pack. Well, yea, congrats...Ribs and a six pack--what a turn on!!! Please work out, start shaving, get some chest hair and then call me. Phew.
The worst is the ones who want to call you and once they do, they don't fucking shut up. Wake up call, guys. We are hooking up, not going to spend life together. Some of them are those guys who say they are not looking for a hook up, but they want a relationship or dates. It gets better. Then, they post their dick, ass photos and say these things!!! Who the fuck is gonna take you seriously when you do this?? Manhunt is not match.com. Move on.
Then you have the ones who can never host or the ones who live in fucking Jersey City. Good luck to you fellas.
So many types, so little time. YOU tell me some of other types I didn't cover.
I also hate those who post their cock pics and ass holes online. Ok, great. You have a dick and it's pretty but I'm gonna be looking at your head first, so please give me head shot. Fags are the most complicated.
Then there are the ones who say they are straight acting. HAHAHA. Straight acting my ass. What is so straight acting when you suck cock and get fucked in the ass?? Masc, yes, but please don't say straight acting. I really don't like those guys. Usually they are the ones who wear Abercrombie past the age of 26, say dude all the time and wear their hats backward. Hate it.
Then you have the ones who know they are not your type..like the illegal twinks who post their anorexic bodies and say they have a six pack. Well, yea, congrats...Ribs and a six pack--what a turn on!!! Please work out, start shaving, get some chest hair and then call me. Phew.
The worst is the ones who want to call you and once they do, they don't fucking shut up. Wake up call, guys. We are hooking up, not going to spend life together. Some of them are those guys who say they are not looking for a hook up, but they want a relationship or dates. It gets better. Then, they post their dick, ass photos and say these things!!! Who the fuck is gonna take you seriously when you do this?? Manhunt is not match.com. Move on.
Then you have the ones who can never host or the ones who live in fucking Jersey City. Good luck to you fellas.
So many types, so little time. YOU tell me some of other types I didn't cover.
gayhood
Chelsea is quite the neighborhood for American fags. I mean, people sacrifice living in closet spaces for $1000 per month, when they can move to Brooklyn or even UWS and get a much bigger room for those prices. But they don't. I really don't need to ask why since we all know the answer to that question. If you are gay and want to be seen, heard, then it's no brainer that Chelsea is your hood.
Now let's start with the walk, or as some of my friends say the gay runway. It all starts on 23rd and all the way to 14th. Now, that David Barton and the meatheads have overpopulated 23rd, many say that's the official start of the gayhood. In the past, when DB gym wasn't there I considered the Big Cup as the start of Chelsea, but since it's gone it's hard to tell. So, you pass the Venus diner where hot guys can be seen pigging on greasy cheeseburgers and fries or pile high pancakes at 4 or 5 in the morning. Then, Murray Bagels which is your early faggot spot for those who don't watch their carbs and still wear speedos at Jones Beach when you can see their gut and fat ass. And that's fat, not muscular/hard--there's a big difference. On 22nd is your good, no attitude bar Barracuda where you can see more of the laid-back guys or some lost soul from the East Village. On 21 is, as their plate says "the oldest gay bar in NY", which in my opinion should be titles "ugliest people gay bar in NY". No, really. Who goes to that hole and bad music, Jersey truckers and people who wear jeans from the 80's...Hmm, I guess to each its own..But, yea, don't go there if you are hot or cute. We'll talk more about the difference between those terms later. Between 21 and 20 you get the porn store area..nothing really exciting unless you are into standing in front of the store and cruise--soooooooooo '89. Also, on the same block from the west side is "The Dish", the gay diner or whatever they call it. Bad food, but hot waiters, so who cares. Next to it, it's "Spice"--love that place. 19th is where it gets really gay..French bistro, then "Better Burger"..If you are willing to spend $10 on a burger and air-fucked up fries, that's your place. Oh, and it's a good daytime or after workout spot for good eye candy. Then going east on 19th, it's "G Bar". More on G later. Then, btw 19 and 18 is the Sport Bar where fags pretend to be watching sports and not checking out other guys. Please. Give me a break. Those fags know shit about football and only go there to make their beer guts even bigger. Moving on. "Viceroy" is only good for summer days when they have the tables out and you can check out the guys are they walk by. Other than that, it sucks. And the guys are not that cute either. Then, you approach "Food Bar", which is blah, overpriced and trying to be the gay "Cafeteria". Some cute waiters, but that's about it. Just go to the original place, it's only an avenue away. "Nooch" is a rice queen paradise with all the waiters being Asian, but who am I to judge? Btw 17 and 16 you have NYSC, the gayest store EVER, "Unversal Gear", GNC to get your protein shake and then a Starbucks where on an occasion you can see one or two porn dudes reading books and acting all smart. Then, "Pad Thai', clothing store and you get to "Metro" or the former Diner 24. That place has a HOT HOT bartender in the afternoons--I should by after work for some cocktails sometime. After that, it's get boring. Btw 14 and 15 all you see is some fags walking to the trains or walking up from the village. Also, don't forget "Balducci's" for pretentious food lovers and "Nickel", the men's spa that I need to try soon. That's it. Welcome.
Now let's start with the walk, or as some of my friends say the gay runway. It all starts on 23rd and all the way to 14th. Now, that David Barton and the meatheads have overpopulated 23rd, many say that's the official start of the gayhood. In the past, when DB gym wasn't there I considered the Big Cup as the start of Chelsea, but since it's gone it's hard to tell. So, you pass the Venus diner where hot guys can be seen pigging on greasy cheeseburgers and fries or pile high pancakes at 4 or 5 in the morning. Then, Murray Bagels which is your early faggot spot for those who don't watch their carbs and still wear speedos at Jones Beach when you can see their gut and fat ass. And that's fat, not muscular/hard--there's a big difference. On 22nd is your good, no attitude bar Barracuda where you can see more of the laid-back guys or some lost soul from the East Village. On 21 is, as their plate says "the oldest gay bar in NY", which in my opinion should be titles "ugliest people gay bar in NY". No, really. Who goes to that hole and bad music, Jersey truckers and people who wear jeans from the 80's...Hmm, I guess to each its own..But, yea, don't go there if you are hot or cute. We'll talk more about the difference between those terms later. Between 21 and 20 you get the porn store area..nothing really exciting unless you are into standing in front of the store and cruise--soooooooooo '89. Also, on the same block from the west side is "The Dish", the gay diner or whatever they call it. Bad food, but hot waiters, so who cares. Next to it, it's "Spice"--love that place. 19th is where it gets really gay..French bistro, then "Better Burger"..If you are willing to spend $10 on a burger and air-fucked up fries, that's your place. Oh, and it's a good daytime or after workout spot for good eye candy. Then going east on 19th, it's "G Bar". More on G later. Then, btw 19 and 18 is the Sport Bar where fags pretend to be watching sports and not checking out other guys. Please. Give me a break. Those fags know shit about football and only go there to make their beer guts even bigger. Moving on. "Viceroy" is only good for summer days when they have the tables out and you can check out the guys are they walk by. Other than that, it sucks. And the guys are not that cute either. Then, you approach "Food Bar", which is blah, overpriced and trying to be the gay "Cafeteria". Some cute waiters, but that's about it. Just go to the original place, it's only an avenue away. "Nooch" is a rice queen paradise with all the waiters being Asian, but who am I to judge? Btw 17 and 16 you have NYSC, the gayest store EVER, "Unversal Gear", GNC to get your protein shake and then a Starbucks where on an occasion you can see one or two porn dudes reading books and acting all smart. Then, "Pad Thai', clothing store and you get to "Metro" or the former Diner 24. That place has a HOT HOT bartender in the afternoons--I should by after work for some cocktails sometime. After that, it's get boring. Btw 14 and 15 all you see is some fags walking to the trains or walking up from the village. Also, don't forget "Balducci's" for pretentious food lovers and "Nickel", the men's spa that I need to try soon. That's it. Welcome.
big cup
The ultimate gay coffee shop is gone. Where will the boys cruise was the question of the day when this place closed two years. Well, I don't know. I kinda liked that placed, but the waiters needed to get an attitude lesson: you work at a coffee shop, you pour coffee and stand around all day, so don't give me that look. Oh and they always thought they were hot. Beeeep. NOT. One was hot and he was a go go boy at the time when Park was still functioning as a Sunday spot. I met some solid guys at Big Cup, but the best one was this guy from Colombia.
Well, of course that I forgot his name. And, I'm not really a slut but let's be honest here. Do YOU remember the names of the guys you've slept with?? Didn't think so. But, i'm not defneding myself. I really don't care. This is my blog and you are reading it, so if you don't agree with me or are going to leave some hating comment, just x it and don't come back. Back to my story. I'll call him Col, as in short for Columbian so I don't have type that long word. Col and I were eyefucking for the longest time. Maybe about 2 hours. Then, he had the courage to come up to me and started talking in broken English. I never go up to guys. I know, how typical of some many New York fags. He was very charming. Although, I did not understand all of what he was saying, we drank coffee and giggled. He has a stud face, nice arms and a hot chest. And military buzzed hair. Hot. We decided to go out and started walking north and came up to the Gristede's on 26/8... then we started walking towards 9th and got ourselves behind the store. We started making out and then I had an idea of jumping off the wall in order to get to the playground that's right next to the store. It was well after midnight and very quiet. We sat on a bench and he started sucking my cock. Right there, when people if they were walking by could totally see us. We really didn't care. I was horned up, he wanted to suck me, so I had no problem with it. Then, I started fingering him and can clearly remember him gasping and moaning. I pulled hid pants down and started fucking him. He said something like papi, easy or whatever but I really wanted to fuck this Columbian guy that I probably will never see again. Or so I thought. I came on the floor, then he did... We wiped ourselves with cardboards that were left by the trash. That's all I remember.
Other guys have been just talking there, and me pretending to be nice. Some were cute of course but I wasn't ever interested. I hated going to the bathroom in there because it was dirty, and the lock was never working. And you can imagine what people did in there. Nasty.
Well, of course that I forgot his name. And, I'm not really a slut but let's be honest here. Do YOU remember the names of the guys you've slept with?? Didn't think so. But, i'm not defneding myself. I really don't care. This is my blog and you are reading it, so if you don't agree with me or are going to leave some hating comment, just x it and don't come back. Back to my story. I'll call him Col, as in short for Columbian so I don't have type that long word. Col and I were eyefucking for the longest time. Maybe about 2 hours. Then, he had the courage to come up to me and started talking in broken English. I never go up to guys. I know, how typical of some many New York fags. He was very charming. Although, I did not understand all of what he was saying, we drank coffee and giggled. He has a stud face, nice arms and a hot chest. And military buzzed hair. Hot. We decided to go out and started walking north and came up to the Gristede's on 26/8... then we started walking towards 9th and got ourselves behind the store. We started making out and then I had an idea of jumping off the wall in order to get to the playground that's right next to the store. It was well after midnight and very quiet. We sat on a bench and he started sucking my cock. Right there, when people if they were walking by could totally see us. We really didn't care. I was horned up, he wanted to suck me, so I had no problem with it. Then, I started fingering him and can clearly remember him gasping and moaning. I pulled hid pants down and started fucking him. He said something like papi, easy or whatever but I really wanted to fuck this Columbian guy that I probably will never see again. Or so I thought. I came on the floor, then he did... We wiped ourselves with cardboards that were left by the trash. That's all I remember.
Other guys have been just talking there, and me pretending to be nice. Some were cute of course but I wasn't ever interested. I hated going to the bathroom in there because it was dirty, and the lock was never working. And you can imagine what people did in there. Nasty.
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