almost laid...

i just had dinner and was strolling along lincoln, killing time for the next activity - cocktails at versace mansion, ocean drive (ooooh. i just HAD to put that. that f**kng address is so exclusive here!) after being used to just enjoying rubbernecking and not expecting anything, POW. nice caucasian guy looks at me, too, as we walk past each other. and in classic gay mating behavior, the 3-second look back... and another... we both slow down our pace. oh shit. finally happening to me. he makes a u-turn and walks towards me.

alvaro is from cuba, visiting a friend in miami. nice blue eyes he didnt look latino at all because he was very fair and blond! but yes, he had that thick latino accent. so my groin starts like imagining things. more small talk - turns out his friend is in las vegas. and he just check out of his hotel. and he's got a backpack.

he's just walking around. man, he looks like woody harrelson, improved version! body's not buff but just fine. he's about my height. and with the way he was looking at me, and sort of brushing against my arm... the guy's putting on the latin moves... natutunaw ang tuhod ko.

but i got scared. like i suddenly think of a hundred bad scenarios - serial killer out to chop me to pieces, petty crook about to steal stuff in my hotel room, clinger who won't go home after sex... so told a lie. got a roommate. so he bade goodbye. told me he will just be walking around. and off he went.


ten minutes later. i am trying to look for alvaro. part of me, the horny part, regretting letting go of an opportunity. but i never found him.

but the nice part is the affirmation. hey, i aint invisible anymore. at least here in miami!