In The Beginning...

We often get ask the obvious question…”Why Halloween?” People always want to know why we chose Halloween as the day to exchange vows and declare our love for each other. The truth is, we didn’t choose it, it chose us. Three years ago on Halloween night, stars fell out of the sky, the moon turned fire red, and two unsuspecting, hot ,sexy, fabulously nasty( in a Ms. Jackson way), individuals collided. Well… maybe it wasn’t that intense, but you get the picture. The real story is I, Belmo, was standing just outside the now burned to the ground Five Spot nightclub cruising the boys with some friends. I was all done-up in a devil's costume having attended the Henri David Ball earlier. Curtis and one of his friends were driving around in his car also cruising the boys. Long story short, Curtis vowed that night that if I were the devil he would gladly sell his soul. Since then we’ve been corrupting each other every chance we get.
Now that you know the story, be warned…this blog is not for the prude; life’s too damn short for that. Curtis and I live our lives very much outside the box. When it comes to doing the unexpected, we don’t waste time asking why. We simply shrug our shoulders and ask why the fuck not. In the future entries of the blog, we will share the details of our adventures past, present, and future. We will introduce you to some of our friends, and family. We will pose questions that examine the black gay male relationship as we try to make this one work.

These photos were taking in Central Park on 10/13/07. Belmo took me to New York to celebrate my 30th birthday. "A great time was had by both!"