by Enrique Cruz

This weekend, Saturday March 22nd 6pm-midnight we are filming (on a INDIE budget) the afterhours scene of the short film: afterpartybabies.com 

think — “upscale” after hours nite spot that mixes a touch of the “freaky” (sexy, R rated stuff) that goes down in a real nitelife and a touch of “high fashion”…. fashionistas, artist, next to people trying to get their freak on…at least that’s the way it should look on film.  This is the R rated portion of the show….sexy, drugs and house music….dress to impress, or dress optional…..or something close to  that….

Loft Shoot location:

225 East 134th St.

5th floor(near the 3rd Avenue Bridge that goest to Manhattan)

New York, NY 10451
If you fit the bill go ahead and e-mail pics / names / contact info: HenryCruzCasting@gmail.com
check more info: afterpartybabies.com

here’s a behind the scenes video:

EC is now advertising for models. Gee, I wish I was young enough to play that game. By that game, I mean the wild sex with hot Latinos.

But, EC - I adore you.

-Jack X

****** Looking for Sexy / Interesting looking Females & Males *******

Are you a Club Kid with an interesting look? A party animal that can close down a club? A fashionista? A Diva? Beauty Queen? Or an Artist ”D” List Celeb with the right outfit you want to show off to the world? 

********* Be a Featured “Extra” ************  in the short festival film that showcases the sexy side of the nitelife: Afterparty babies!

Upcoming Shoot Dates:

- March 8-9th @ 225 West 134th Street (Number 6 train to 138th Street, one stop from Manhattan to Bronx’s trendy artist area: Sobro area) for the upscale after hours party scene (trendy definitely dress to impress atmosphere).

- March 10th @ Club Shelter (http://www.clubshelter.com) for the big trendy club party scenes (make sure you have your niteclub outfits ready) with DJ Quentin Harris (http://www.myspace.com/quentinharris )  rocking the turn tables.

You must R.S.V.P  by sending photos / contact info @ HenryCruzCasting@gmail.com

http://www.Afterpartybabies.com

** Pass the word to the fly boyz and girlz that know how to get a party started…!!

I’m really happy that bald men have come to be admired. It’s taken some time. My current favorite? Rami, from ‘Project Runway’. I think he shaves but I don’t care. He is amazing as a man. He is gorgeous, the excessive draping aside.

But I also think that we tend to substitute. In other words, when a guy has lost his hair on his head, we search for it elsewhere, knowing it’s there. We also think that the loss on top means a greater gain below. Bald is just fine. Be a hairy, ballsy dude below and you’re finer.

- Jack X

I may have written about this before. The odds are that I have. But I love men who display.

It could be on a beach or in a park. It could be on a sidewalk, when you notice the guy is flaunting his package. The best place for me was always the supermarket. That’s where the exhibitions really come out. They stroll the aisles and drop a hand to their bulges. They’re not buying - they’re selling. In fact, they’re not really selling. They’re simply parading their male goods.

The worst case was when a dude was cruising the fuck out of me in a Florida Publix. He followed me aisle to aisle, and he was hot, too. I was interested. But I was caught outside by a friend of a friend. My stud stood there as I made small talk with this doctor. I think he thought I was hooking up with the old bastard. He was wrong.

- Jack X

Quite some time ago, long before Rudolph attacked Eighth Avenue, I visited a male move house. It wasn’t the Adonis. In fact, I forget the name. It was just a sleazy man club, I had a few drinks on 42nd street beforehand, so I wasn’t well geared to deal with hustlers.

Well, then. I was watching a porn flick when a very good-looking young man approached. My dick was raging, to be sure. He led me into the basement of the theatre and then he sucked me off like nobody’s business. I was aware at the time that my wallet was in jeopardy. But, when you’re getting head like the head of your dreams, you kind of blank out.

I shot my load into his mouth. Then I realized my wallet was gone and I freaked. There I was, in that dingy, disgusting cellar, with that cocksucker. Then I remembered what what my best friend told me: tenacity. I didn’t give up. even as the vile hustler was telling me that I must’ve lost it it the theatre. But I persisted. I searched. He got pissed off as I kept looking. Then I saw truth - he had flipped my wallet out of my pants while he was sucking me off.

The best part? He pretended to be happy when I found it. The better part? When I told him I had $300 bucks in it. Let me tell you - I bought drinks for everybody at La Rousse that night.

- Jack X