I'm Over 40
40 Gay and Dating / February 12, 2013

I’m over 40 When I turned 40, I knew that I was headed for a slow death. No more dating younger guys. No more going out with them for sex, that was it for me. I became focally dead to the world. So what do I do know? I am currently overweight, poor, an old man looking for love. Pathetic? No. I don’t think so. It comes with the territory. I feel that I need to make some better decisions about who I date and who my friends are.  It’s not easy being 40. Heck, it was easy 16, 20, or 30. However, 40 is a whole different world. I’m afraid of how it’s going to when I’m 50. I think that’d be a whole another story in a decade or so. For now, let’s focus on my misadventures of dating at 40. I think I had a better time dating when I was in my teens, and a more relaxed time in my twenties. I became a little harder on my thirties, and now I’m over forty. Let’s see where this yellow brick road takes me. As a reader, I hope you share your experiences with me and others…

2012 Mid Year's Resolution
40 Gay and Dating / January 15, 2013

June of 2012 I made myself a resolution. As you can see above I even drew it out. I know I will succeed with the plan. I am doing it in steps. However, I am not sure what steps to do first, so I’ll play it by ear. Above left to right. Meet the man of my dreams. I wish it was Gavin Dunn. I love the way he eats a York Peppermint. (Still looking) A new car. Adapted Consulting. Networking. Exercising. Losing weight. Money in my pocket. Money in the bank. Another professional pic of me. A loving partner. Change my wardrobe. An office. Give up bread and dairy. New set of friends. Lose the girth. Quite Smoking. (I succeeded by November 2012) Family. I don’t mean get pregnant and have a litter. i mean be close to the one I have. Sell my books, and have a hit on my website and blogs from around the world. Savings for my own house. Writer more. Books, and more books on sell. One of my books turned into a movie. That’s it, nothing more.  I am going to do it. With little of my friends. If I tell them, they’ll…

Welcome to 40GD
40 Gay and Dating / January 1, 2013

Welcome to 40GD (40, Gay and Dating) by Andres Fragoso, Jr. Let me introduce myself. My name is Andres Fragoso, Jr. and I am over 42, gay and trying to find that long lasting love in my life.  This blog will tell you about my adventures and miss adventures trying to find love at this age. I am a writer by passion, a poem by design, a family member by love and a man by nature. I have my faults. However, I do have my virtues. I hope that you can see that they are not always balanced, but they are sometimes more balanced under the naked eye. I live in Las Vegas, been here since I was 17. Before that I was in Oregon for a year. Spent most of my childhood in Culver City, Venice, Santa Monica, Visalia, Lemon Cove and a few other unremembered cities in California. I spent a few years as an adult in Los Angeles, CA, did my stint in the Army in Ft. Lewis and lived in Mexico too.  I have a bit of experience living in different cities and countries and love gets more difficult as I get older. Being over 40…

My Cowboy
Flash Fiction / November 18, 2012

A cowboy walks before me. Is that Jake? He looks like Jake. What kind of car is he driving? The same walk. Why do cowboys wear skin-tight jeans? His cowboy shirt lose not tight and stretched on his toned frame. He used to favor dark colors, now wearing a light blue shirt. His short, blond hair? Should it be gray by now? It seems like the last twenty years have not changed him. What kind of woman would put up with him? Does he beat her up, or does he respect her because she is a woman? I am not as thin as I used to be, I have gray hair and my belly sticks out. I have matured and grown old. I did not commit to anyone. How many relationships have I sabotaged when things were getting serious?   Read the rest at

Writer's Block
Fiction / August 8, 2012

Writer’s Block Nigel Seagull sat at his desk. His old typewriter sat silent underneath his trembling fingers. He had not typed a word in three weeks. Nigel a reliable writer, always finished his books before their deadline. Now he had writer’s block. He did not know how to start novel number ten in the series. Read more

The Regret
Fiction / August 4, 2012

The Regret Aroon sat up from the love nest of soft leaves. “Dugan, do you feel any regret over the changes we made?” He covered his shoulders with his hands, feeling a cold shiver shoot across his naked back. “I do feel regret.” Dugan closed the distance to warm Aroon with his own body. “We should have known better than to make these changes.” “Is it because we are men and are limited to what we can do?” “No, it’s not that. Even as a man, I still love you.” Read more

The Regret
Flash Fiction / April 4, 2012

Aroon sat up from the love nest of soft leaves. “Dugan, do you feel any regret over the changes we made?” He covered his shoulders with his hands, feeling a cold shiver shoot across his naked back. “I do feel regret.” Dugan closed the distance to warm Aroon with his own body. “We should have known better than to make these changes.” Read the rest at

Writer’s Block
Short Stories / August 31, 2010

Nigel Seagull sat at his desk. His old typewriter sat silent underneath his trembling fingers. He had not typed a word in three weeks. Nigel a reliable writer, always finished his books before their deadline. Now he had writer’s block. He did not know how to start novel number ten in the series. Read the rest at 

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