Surfer Boys and BB

Surf's Up 

BB wasn't so sure about weekends at the hazy, lazy shore of Ocean Grove, NJ (though sinful Ass-bury Park is next door) but one long hot afternoon on the beach this past week has me a Grove addict. 

Not only is the shore crawling with surfer dudes-- utterly toned and delicious--you have not lived until you have witnessed a surfer's 'unwrapping'. They wear those skin tight wetsuits, and after surfing their muscled asses off, they stand at the lip of the ocean and slowly...unwrap. They literally have to very gently maneuver those second skin wet suits over one shoulder then the next, then slowly down the waist.

As you may have guessed, BB (call me Gidget) is starting surfing lessons this month at the Ocean Grove surf shop. 

I also discovered, during a beach chat with my summer housemates Miss Tasti Cakes and Twitterfly Mckie, a whole slew of new gay terms. There are beach bears (big, hairy in board shorts)....then wolves (lean with lots of hair and totally trimmed) and otters (slick lean boys who get into Bears). My head was swimming, as I tried to figure out if I'm a wolf, a soon to be surfer dude, or....an otter.

Over in Ass-bury: After being pursued by a few Bears, and invited to 'Steve's' porch for some sort of cub orgy, I grabbed my best girlfriend Chixa and had a tea dance twirl at The Empress hotel. We caused quite a stir. BB, in new Pistol Pete blue and white striped bikini, took a dip in that trashy little hotel's pool, only to be told by Bear security you can't swim during tea. No wonder the pool was empty, and all the Speedo clad boys just stood longingly at the side. I thought they were waiting for me to break a wave. Truth be told. So far, the boys are surly, shut down and not so hot, over at Ass-bury...though I chatted up a stunning couple, a big muscle blond biker boy and his squeeze, Miss Patio Furniture. 

And speaking of Drag Queens. Coming Up: BB has joined a troop of girls doing a show in Asbury Park July 19...called the Glam Bitches featuring Chixa and Dusty at Plan B Restaurant. We also pulled in dynamo guitarist Carl "Entertainer" Chesna. More to come. 

XoXo BB 

BB Hits Ass-bury Park

Scandal. BB is not on Fire Island this summer! Instead, he's testing what some say could be the new tres-gay hangout--Asbury Park NJ.

I'll keep you posted on that one, but my first weekend on the J-Shore was cute-ish. Per the name (Ass-Bury) I spotted the hands down hottest ass of the entire year (sorry sweet Jay R, you're out). I had to hold myself back from burying my head in this plump pair of twinkie buns. Brazilian, barely 18, barely speaking English, I spotted little Andres at The Empress Hotel's Memorial Day poolside tea dance. A touch over five foot five, the face of a naughty angel, a totally smooth ripped boy bod, Andres' ass curved up like a mini mountain from the bottom of his back to the top of his leg. Ammmmmazing. Later, on the boardwalk, chatting him up, I realized exchanging more than two words was major work with the lad so...he remains a sweet cheek vision.

The beach...well, truth be told a bit gray, but there were a handful of cuties, and the boardwalk shops are adorable. More will be revealed and of course, BB is already hooking up his drag star gal friends (chixa and dusty...both running for Ru Paul's Drag Race) to do a drag show in July at Plan B Restaurant. Yummy indeed.
XoXo BB

Nasty BBoy is Back

Bboy has been hard at work on the novel...and between pen flicks, has seen quite a lot of action.

The boys of Manhattan, from steam room bench to street corner hoochie, are filling my pages and filling my...pants? The summer will bring regular BB posts, and more and more stories about...the Madness of Manhunt! Briefly, between writing chapters of Bergdorf Boys, BB has relieved so much stress with....a big hot swimmer boy who gushed a nose bleed in the middle of it all...a sweet young thing who showed up with a bag of speedos and wanted to do a nudie style runway show before the first kiss...the greek boy who was wildly hot until he swung around and slapped me...and so much more!

Indeed more to come...from the beach, the clubs and of course, the floor of Bergdorf Goodman...fashion, sex and steamy stories. See you soon.
xoxo BB

Bergdorf Boy Laps it up in Miami

Scene In Miami: Some of the most deliciously throbbing schlongs this side of Cuba.

With the intent of lapping up a few waves and taking in sun, BB instead discovered that the Go Go guys at Miami's Twist Bar are more aggressive than a New York Cabbie on crack. BB had a very brief moment on the Ocean Drive strip -- (lets face it, South Beach is majorly over, crowded with drunken straight girls in cheap stilettos and hip hop enthusiasts rapping very, very poorly). We did glimpse Rosie O'Donnell and Kathy Griffin hopping into a red sports car. Rosie looked broad, Kathy cute though overly made up. Mostly, we luxuriated at The Hotel at South Beach, loving the rooftop ocean-view pool -- then we hit the bars.

Twist seemed harmless, though BB should have guessed that when my pal, frisky Lawyer-Greg bowed out, that the scene may be a bit...revealing. The place is big, so BB opted for the smaller, secluded area in back. Within minutes, and after noticing quite a few underwear clad beauties meandering about, BB had a gorgeous, smooth bodied, huge cocked Latino licking his cheek. A few minutes later, Latino muscle rump humping my crotch, he told me his fee, and without asking if things were a go...well...things went! It was such a delirious whirl, and the size of that thing! But buyer beware, after shoving a 20 in that uber-crotch, there was an identically hot fellow on BB's lap. I flew, realizing there was no stopping these nasty boys once they got started.

Up Next: A facial...with release? Only in gay NYC. And I'm not nickel and dime-ing you this time.

Bergdorf Boy Comes To Life!

Spotted: As you can see from the preview image at left, the sidewalk shoot on Sunday was a smash hit thanks to the dazzling talents of Michael, Scooter and Jason. A parade of passing onlookers shouting, "ooh honey you got hot buns" made for a perky morning. 

To take a tiny break from sex...after shooting out front, BB couldn't resist popping up to Bergdorf's third floor. Check out the Libertine tuxedo ruffle shirt with blue and white detail. Gorgeous. And BB asks, despite a sassy new ad in the latest issue of V Man, (V stands for very very gay) we haven't seen nearly enough naked Thom Browne inspired ankles. What's up NY, get with it. 

Spotted: A host of models on the Chelsea sports club gym floor, sporting hot pants (still fresh this season, particularly in deep blue by D&G) but the steam room...clogged with seniors. Watch your blood pressure fellas, it gets sizzling in there. 

Next up: The official Bergdorf Boy website. And a weekend in South Beach to answer that probing question: gay or ghetto. More to come...

Bergdorf Boy Spotted In Speedo

Spotted: Or should I say will be spotted. Sunday March 8 in front of Bergdorf Goodmans men's store...delicious model Jason will be speedo clad shooting the webpage cover of, you guessed it, Bergdorf Boys, my yummy upcoming novel. Fab photog Michael Deardorff will be snapping, while hottie stylist Scooter LaF will be dare I say...fluffing it all up.

And...in line with that, after oodles of requests for a sneak peak, below is the prologue for said novel, Bergdorf Boys. Enjoy.

It was the day the weather lost its mind. Late May temperatures shot into the upper 90s as a troop of boys dressed as Greek messengers scattered about the city. They each unrolled a hand-painted paper, read it aloud, then pricked a finger and dripped blood into the center of the parchment, all according to Andreas Palamos’ instructions. Some guests winced at the blood, others began phoning friends to see if they’d snared an invite, a few bold and drug-addled recipients asked the soft-skinned messengers what they would do for a wad of cash or a hit of coke. By the end of the day, the pulse of the city’s gay heart was aflutter with rumors, resentments and expectations. Competing parties were canceled, hair appointments were made, diamonds were dusted. The countdown began.
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Buns Galore

Spotted: Vogue editor Anna Wintour in a fab full length fur at the Jonathan Saunders fashion show Sunday...checking her watch. Well, the futuristic threads were a bit way way out there JS but BB adores you.

Spotted: Hotties at a swishy little event on V-Day. The Red Party packed in boys bun to bun. And speaking of buns, little Jay gets best buns in NYC handjob down, running around in a miniscule white bikini and cupid wings. BB is still trembling at the site of those cute little moons. Also, the dazzling drag diva Chixa seared with her belting rendition of Fever! Now if only they'd invest in a spotlight so we could see the lovely diva's face. DJ Gerard was stellar, especially that abrasive mix of Big Bs shut the fu**k up. BB feels ever so butch.

Spotted: Up and coming photog Michael D. shooting none other than BB on the Chelsea Piers this Sunday. Modeling is hard work, BB discovered, freezing said ass off trying to look alluring.
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