Rent Boy for Hire?

Rent Boy for Hire?

I always wanted to be a prostitute. Yes, I have glamorized that life. The thing is I am not the type that can have sex with anyone. Now I am an Equal Opportunity Employer but I do discriminate against two things: manners and hygiene. The latter is really the one that will shut some shit down and cause the sphincter muscles to tighten. Bad breath, unwashed groin, dick cheese, and ass butter are not the things that turn me on. But you can fix a lot of what I just mentioned with some water and various types of cleansers. 

Bad manners however are a no-no. I recently kicked someone out of my bed (ok wasn't my bed but you get the point) because I knew he was only seeing me as a piece of meat to be used. I am not a FLESHLIGHT!

What got me on this topic is I realize a lot of us young fags turn to prostitution to pay for many things when we are younger and broke. I never hooked, but I did 'date' for things. (Blow jobs mostly) Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to turn tricks but I am older and like things like washed cocks and nice manners. Oh Well.

Here is a video by Willam Belli about hooking.
Enjoy.

Moonlight Movie Review: I am enough

Moonlight or

Why I am enough

I saw Moonlight after hesitating to see it each time it was released in Atlanta. Moonlight had a longer run in its initial drop in the Atlanta market. Living in this wonderful racially and sexually diverse city where your Lyft driver talks about how much she loves her son but knows he struggles as a young, gay, black man in such an open, honest way, keeps you in a bubble. I live in a bubble. With the election of Trump and the more I distance myself from my white, southern, rural roots, I feel safely enclosed in this bubble so much that I have the luxury of forgetting I was/am other in a way that is so wrong to so many.

I think that is why I resisted seeing Moonlight. I vaguely knew it was about a bullied, black kid growing up in harsh circumstances but is helped by a drug dealer and his kind girlfriend (Janelle Monae is a dream, truly). But I resisted seeing it because Little, the name of the main character as a child, looked familiar. I was Little. Other than not having the African-American culture as a backdrop to my childhood (I grew up in a trailer park in the south with a mix of races and ethnicities) and having parents who weren't addicts, I lived in the abject poverty Little did. I knew what it was like to have bad clothes, to boil water for your daily bath, to have roaches everywhere and anywhere. I knew what it was like to run into scary, dangerous buildings to hide from monstrous boys chasing after you like a creature from a classic horror film. I knew all these things because I lived all these things, so I didn't want to see the movie. What I didn't expect was to understand Little (now called Black) as an adult.

I posted something earlier about learning this year that I am enough. Rarely in my young and teen-aged life did I feel like enough. So instead I became similar to the ones who were telling me I wasn't enough. I didn't have the skills to slip into a hard external shell like Black did but I did slip into the next best thing, a mean gay. I hurt others because I needed to get there first. I still have the Chris who knows how to say the right thing to take someone down the way Black did in the scene where he gets revenge, but I keep him at bay, slowly telling him he is enough. Hoping one day he believes it. I thank Moonlight for showing me an ending where I can breathe, where Little can breathe. Even if it's air in a bubble.

Kelis: Flesh Tone

I knew who Kelis was before Flesh Tone. To me she was the milkshake girl, not as nasty as the neck, crack girl but equally ratchet before ratchet was a word in the vernacular. It wasn't until much later that I rediscovered her through her much underrated album Flesh Tone. Flesh Tone was produced by David Guetta but it has Kelis' much sensual stamp on the whole production. Sensuality is more than just about sex. It is why we now call things Food Porn or Word Porn. It invokes all senses. And Sensuality is not always about Sexuality because sometimes fucking is just fucking. Kelis brings more to her musicianship by using sensuality with the beats and lyrics and pauses. Listening to Flesh Tone has always given me a sense of aural euphoria. (I know how that comes across but it is how I feel each time I listen to it.)

It isn't a perfect album and has some missteps in the tracks that bridge the main songs but I do like the overall composition. And when I say missteps, I am really splitting hairs. Acapella was the main hit of the album but the song that always gets me in the mood for dancing is 22nd Century. Emancipate is a bit of a throwaway but still hits just right on the dance floor or in your living room after a couple of glasses of wine. I put a link to the album on YouTube, but Buy the Album. Support the artist.
https://youtu.be/QD91D-fFNRc