The "Oso"
So I'm really gay for Hispanic and Latino bears. Like, REALLY gay. These are feelings I've never shared before, so this post is a little intimidating. Heck, I might not even share it. So if you're reading this...I mustered up the courage to make this public. At least, to a select few.
Anyways, I discovered this probably 2 years ago. As I was browsing through a photography site, I happened to come across a very handsome Argentinean man. At the time, I thought nothing of it...just another guy that aroused me. No big deal. The thing is, this would be the **beginning** of a very explicit trend, one that continues to this day. But, before I get to that, let's get back to the Argentine. So apparently, he turned out to be a DJ (funny enough, I didn't actually check out his music until sometime later, only to find out he was actually pretty good). In fact, I fell in love with his music, this "tribal house" that he made. It's percussion-driven sound naturally hit home with me, a drummer. However, at the end of the day, he was just a DJ who just so happened to be handsome and just so happened to be Latino. Nothing more, nothing less. Wrong!! Because next, it was a Spaniard.
This is where things got interesting. Again, just browsing through social media, this time, Instagram, and what do I know, I come across yet another gentleman. He was smiling for a selfie and appeared to be in his mid to late forties. The location tag said Seville, Spain, so I assumed him to be a Spaniard, which proved to be correct. This "Sevillano" was absolutely gorgeous. Never in my life had I seen someone so incredibly handsome, so perfectly beautiful. But, at this point, I still didn't consider myself "partial" to the Hispanic variety. But it only kept happening. Soon, I was stumbling upon attractive Mexicans, Chileans, Cubans, and everyone in between. I found them all to be so beautiful. Young Puerto Ricans, old Spaniards. I didn't understand it. Almost all bears, hence the title of this blog ("Oso" is Spanish for "bear"). And Osos did I love!! While I've almost always been more drawn to internationals, this was different. This was almost exclusively Hispanics! What's even more interesting is that I seem to be most drawn to the Argentineans and Spaniards. Yes, Argentina and Spain, the countries of the first two Hispanic men I discovered! Even now, it's the men of Madrid and Malaga that steal my heart, the Argentines of Buenos Aires who put me in a trance.
So why am I writing this? Why does any of this matter? Well, because I don't know where else to put these feelings. No one in my family to my knowledge is gay or supports the LGBT "lifestyle". Likewise, there are not many friends that I could confide in with matter. So here I am. Simply put, I don't know where else to go. Nonetheless, good has come out of this newfound attraction; I've learned more Spanish in half a year than I did in all my schooling. I now find myself choosing flamenco and tango over metal and pop-punk. Even my travel interests have changed. Now, it's Santiago and Guadalajara that I want to bring my camera, not San Francisco or London.
Someday, I want to call a Hispanic mine. Whether he's from Spain, Panama, or Florida. I don't care. Hispanic men were blessed with a natural beauty that is unparalleled, at least to me. So, maybe next time, I'll be writing from Madrid, with my lover, talking about how things have been amazing, and my strange feelings were not in vain. That I found "My Oso".
