Sunday, March 05, 2006
wildgeek gay sex blog or mexican soap opera?
so yes, i've been seeing this guy, matt, and we seem to spend a lot of time together. never on saturday night though, something else always seems to come up for him. last weekend it was a friend with coke. when he called me on sunday afternoon he had just taken some e, in the afternoon, alone. so bla bla bla, a week passes where we spend all our available time together. thursday evening we had coked up sex as well.
saturday comes around and his friend from last weekend is in town. i write the evening off, knowing we won't get together. the roommate and i start drinking fairly early. have i mentioned the roommate got me to join a gym this week? i've been 4 times in 5 days, basically just doing cardio but yesterday did a bit of weight training. apparently you join a gym and they ask 'what are your fitness goals?', i answered "porn". back to the story at hand though. so roommate and i are drinking, his friend is coming over when my landlord calls and asks if "we" can come up. i ask who the we is and it's a chap i've met through him before. landlord doesn't have pot but brings beer, all of a sudden it's a party. we all head out, for more drinking.
i haven't been to a *disco* in ages. music sucked. SUCKED! i go out to a gay bar, i want to hear up to date tunes, not george michael from ten years ago mixed with black eyed peas from who cares. i'm surprised at just how many people i know there. bla bla bla. landlord's friend grabs my ass. he's cute, blonde, short but quite a tight body suggested. i think nothing of it. until later, when we're making out and he tells me how much he wants to fuck my ass. what? clearly i'm drunk. we continue to make out with him grabbing my ass and muttering about fucking me. so right, the landlord, matt is currently renting a room from him, so and the ass grabber, i'm quite certain the landlord wants a piece of that there. here i am, making out with what he wants and sure matt is my *boyfriend* but where is he? have i mentioned he won't touch my ass? does not touch my ass! sure, he's fucked it but touch it? now i've got this hot little number grabbing my ass and telling me how much he's wanted to fuck me. i run to the bathroom and in a drunken state call matt. he's somewhere with his friend and i hang up on him.
roommate and his mate pull me off to another bar. they don't let me in. we go for pizza. i wake up this morning still drunk. blog. worry about work this afternoon. what's matt going to say, i'm sure if nothing else he'll know i wasn't alone last night...
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