Cuban Vacation (Straight Guys #8)

Cuba was the forbidden land ninety miles away. I decided to go on a short trip from Miami to clear my head after my breakup with my girlfriend. I had no itinerary planned, no immediate purpose, other than taking in the foreign and unknown. Cuba was a separate world, where I could live a life completely seperate from my regular life. I could do whatever, explore whatever, but what?

Yuniel gave me a purpose. He was the son of the owners of the bed and breakfast ("casa particular") where I stayed, a handsome and well spoken twenty-four-year-old physician, working as a tour guide to earn a better living than slaving without pay in a state-owned hospital.

I didn't know anyone else in Cuba, and Yuniel was my guide, my arranger, everything, in this completely foreign place. He and I shared some laughs, some beers, some joints. He mentioned to me that he's gay. I didn't think much of it; my native Miami certainly had no shortage of gay men.

I liked the groove of Cuba more and more, and after a very erotic experience with Yuni at the Playas del Este beach, I also liked Yuni's groove more and more. We started spending not just days but also nights together. We knew we were right together, and I worked up the courage to pop the question.

This is a sweet, sweet travel romance, about two men finding themselves and finding each other in Havana, Cuba. It includes explicit all-male romantic intimacy, as well as rum, ropa vieja, and a discussion of 20th century Cuban culture and history that answers the question of "What kind of name is 'Yuniel' anyway?"