POLAROID

GAMES AT THE SAN CRISTOBAL .

El San Cristobal was a gay bar in the old part of San Juan, Puerto Rico, in front of the castle with the same name.

by Alfredo Villanueva-Collado

A crowded gay bar in Old San Juan.  An middle aged man in a coat and a rumpled tie approaches, sits down, asks me whether I am a faggot like all the other males around us. A baby  faggot; I am 17 but look 15.  He likes me. He has a wife, kids, he does not really like faggots at all but he likes me, he wants me to suck his big Puertorrican cock real hard, his wife does not do disgusting things like sucking cock, and whores are dangerous. I do not look dangerous like a whore. He pays for my drinks. He asks for me to grab his prink under the table.  I squeeze it mercilessly. He winces with pain and pleasure; he needs to go to take a piss.  I must wait for him, not move from the table, he will take me in his big Puertorrican car to some beach down by Piñones where I can suck his big Puertorrican cock. As proof of his trust, he adds as he gets up swaying wildly, he will leave his wallet with me, so I can order one final round.

            I check the wallet, take about one hundred bucks, leave the wallet with the bartender who winks at me and says: “He always does the same.  He gets his kicks out of pretending to be robbed.  Right now he must be jerking off  in the john.”  I smile, give him a generous tip, take a cab, go home.