Get In Awe @ Drink-N-Draw

Most of the events that I promote being a part of are in Manhattan. Well, here's a change since this one is in my New York City home borough of Brooklyn.

Tuesday, February 5th, I'll be the model for that night at the weekly artist event, "Drink-N-Draw" at the bar, This n'That. You don't even have to be a professional artist. Just have a desire to draw and maybe better your skill. Photographers are allowed, as long as you're respectful and don't use flash. So no creepy pretend artists or paparazzi stopping in just to get their jollies are allowed.

I will have a few different looks for you to draw. Some you have seen, some you haven't. One you haven't seen will include my new purchases from JocksByRJ.com. So I won't be naked. But what I will be wearing won't leave much to the imagination. ;-)

NOTE: There is a 1 drink minimum.

Hence the name of the event.

Drink-N-Draw

@This n' That (TNT)

108 N 6th Street (between Berry & Wythe)

Brooklyn, NY

So get your art supplies ready, and I'll see you there.

Love Thy Neighbor, Fuck Thy Neighbor

Just like my poem and video Red Light, this poem is also me telling a very true story. And the title says it all. For this time, it's of me hooking up with a neighbor.

Since moving back to Brooklyn, I've hooked up with about 6 guys who live within 6 or less blocks from my place. But the one in this poem lived even closer than one block away. He lived just one floor up right over my head, with the photo to your right being that of our apartment doors and the staircase connecting us. Notice my "L" crest on the bottom door?

So when I said "neighbor", in this case, I really meant "neighbor".

And don't judge me. For I'm sure a good number of you have either laid some pipe, or had some pipe laid in you from a neighbor who lives just as close by. So I'm sure you will have no problem relating. Enjoy. ;-)

Love Thy Neighbor, Fuck Thy Neighbor

Neighbor invites me up to smoke haze and chat

A.k.a. pre-interview

For once I heard him ask my cock size

Only a fool could miss that as a clue

Fast forward to my approaching birthday

There I was being coy

As he offered his cakes to rub light on my candle

To get cream-filled by this birthday boy

I turned him down, but then told my friends

Doing this my body knew “doth protest too much”

He was wearing me down, and in a matter of time

Our dicks and asses would be in deep touch

One night he finally wore me down

For there he stood

One floor down to my apartment door

To experience a fucking so good

To see if all the skills I profess to have

Were all truth, or a bunch of lies

We’d been dancing around this for months

Now we were going to make each other wise

Like how the freeness of my porn past

Hid how I was actually a shy guy instead

Or his unlocking pics of a semi-soft dick online

Revealed an erect monster as he laid on my bed

After I sucked it, he whispered, “Take it”

As I straddled him taking every last inch in

Then while still in my tight hole, I was put on my back

For him to thrust, then gush his man-milk within

He often called at an hour so late

My cock was good for jerking off at best

But one night I got hard just enough

To feel the warmth and nice grip of his flesh

Then he asked if he could take my ass

I obliged, he gushed, and we were wet

You know quick intense sex has happened

When it even makes your ears sweat

Its intensity was Fate saying goodbye

For soon after came moving day

The end to lust laden lays

Just one flight of stairs away

The good book says to love thy neighbor

It never said to fuck thy neighbor

I found myself in a prudish moment

Thinking it inappropriate behavior

If it was, then we gave in to the sin

Of mutual lust from mutual consent

And with other sinful neighbors nearby

No sense being sad

Or dare repent

3 Flows of Man-Milk River/Neapolitan

This past Friday, as I said I would, I went to the erotica open mic event, "Titillating Tongues" and debuted 2 new poems entitled, "3 Flows of Man-Milk River" and "Neapolitan".

Especially with "3 Flows of Man-Milk River", I didn't have my intros too well-planned out, hence the stammering. My goal that night first and foremost was getting the poetry and sentiments behind them out. More so with "Neapolitan" whose importance of combating sexual racism was told in the backstory I posted a month ago.

In regards to the video's somewhat poor quality, I recorded it with my last cell phone. But again, the importance was the messages of eroticism and romanticism. So please enjoy.

Titillating on January 18th

I'm starting to use the erotica open mic event, "Titillating Tongues" as an event to debut my new works. And this go-around is no different.

The 1st debut will be a poem about ways one takes a male's jizz. It's entitled "3 Flows of Man-Milk River".

Followed by another debut that I mentioned before giving the backstory to....

The last time I went to "Titillating Tongues", there was enough time left that some people who already used the initially allotted 6-minutes to perform were able to take to the stage again. I wasn't able to take advantage of that because I had nothing prepared. I brought only the works I knew I would need. This time however, if such time is available, I will be prepared. Hence why I plan on bringing part of a scorching tale from the rough draft of my work-in-progress autobiography. So there! More reason for you to come by and see me.

So if you're in NYC, I hope you'll come by and support me, as well as the other erotica performers who will be showing their bravery by putting their artistic prowess on display.

Again, the event name is....

I hope to see you there. ;-)