Thursday, September 16, 2004
i drank red wine last night at bridge last night. a sentence which seems so wrong in a gay sex blog and unless i'm really an old lady masquerading as homosexual sex addict. after bridge i considered going out for a cocktail, though decided to head home. on the way i checked my messages (who knew cell phones would be so fun, yesterday i was out walking and discovering i have amazing reception) and there was one from the friend taking me to peurto vallarta, he was having computer problems. i thought i'd check with him when i got home. then i realized, i'm mobile baby. turned around in his direction and gave him a call.
was able to fix the problem in a jiff. watched some bootleg videos of the madonna reinvention tour. got the 20 questions on steven. listened to his latest escapades with a man. drank scotch on the rocks. made my way to the theater.
really i was just going to soak up the atmosphere. i thought as i was leaving i could go to a bar for a drink but i was already pretty much there booze wise. booze wise lol. there was no hot water in the apartment yesterday so i wasn't going to let anyone suck on my cock. that would limit it to me sucking some cock. sucking cock would fall under the soaking up of atmospere i think.
it was actually quite busy for a wednesday night. two guys were walking around naked and one was in his underwear. unusual. a shorter, older, kinda cute in a 'dorky way' guy approached me. i must admit he had caught my eye. i would have sucked him off but his approach was all wrong. hands all over the place and conversation. i couldn't understand what his first question was and asked him what he had said, then he asked me how my night was, what had i been doing and i realized i was in the middle of a conversation. yikes. removed his hands and got right out of there.
a guy i ususally see at the bathhouses was there. i find him attractive but don't understand him. over the years i've played with him countless times but never for more then a minute. he would come in the room i was in, do a touchy feely and leave. there was a point when i would stop him but then he would just come again later, it was just easier to let him do his thing and move on. i'm not the only one who has noticed his behaviour, i've talked about it with two other people.
he came at me first last night in a busy area. i walked away from him. afterwards i thought to myself he comes up to me again i'm just going to be aggresive and do what i want to him. he did approach me again, he did get me hard and he did leave. i went home.
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