Wednesday, May 04, 2005
dreamy gay sex.
so ya, i went and got my haircut today (going to a wedding on the weekend). on the way home i picked up poppers and porn. tossed one off before going into work. after work i started up again. then i thought to myself why don't i just slip off to the bathhouse, it's tuesday after all. tuesday being the new weekend and all. you just remember you heard it here first!
fairly busy at the tubs. an interesting muscular short guy, interesting in that he had a pseudo mohawk, not sticking up pulled back into a pony tail, bla bla bla. looked like he might rob me after he fucked me. anywho, he caught my eye, i caught his. nothing came of it. instead a freaky muscular guy came into my room. really over developed chest. instantly went to sucking my cock, in a most unusual postion. i'm half sitting up, he lays down on his back, my arse hole rests on his shoulder while he sucks me and jerks himself off. unfortunately, the most exciting bit was my ass on his shoulder. considering it was me getting sucked off he was quite vocal with grunts and groans. i barely got hard. he asked me at one point if he should stop, i said yes and he was clearly disappointed. hey man, don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answers too.
shower and hang out in the lounge a bit. i'm finding it more and more interesting to get cosy with the staff. today's interesting little tidbit was a customer in the process of being kicked out. unfortunatley before they could kick him out he (lord how do you type Geed out?) overdosed on his g. oddly enough, though i had g i was not partaking this evening. an ambulance had been called and i thought it best to clear out. staff told me in these situations an ambulance comes but so do the police.
back in my room, a familliar chap walks by room in his clothes. as i'm trying to place he walks back and comes right in. it's a customer from the bar, i haven't actually seen him at the bar in ages. last summer he had a dancer tell me that he thought i looked like tom ford. yes we have similar hair lines but i do not look like tom ford. and yes i have masturbated about being missus tom ford on more then one occasion. point out that homo that hasn't. at the time i pumped the dancer for all the information on him that i could, very little. i found him terribly attractive. unfortunately we were both quite shy. well, on my part i wasn't necessarily shy, it's just hard for me to operate when i'm not in a towel.
well tonight he came in my room. made some small talk, fully clothed and i didn't kick him out! he said 'let me get rid of my jacket' and i expected him to come back undressed. he came back sans sport jacket.
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