Sunday, January 22, 2012
Has Anyone Seen Michael....
...because I haven't. Yep. Since before my last Tuesday. Which was 5 days ago. Which should have been the day I blogged. Sorry guys.
In reality, it's not a long time. It seems like longer because we didn't really talk much, just went to see Sherlock Holmes. My first choice was MI:4, which I still haven't seen, but some things that bothered me about that night.
1. He was late. About 15 minutes late. Of course I stalled and went to a couple stores in the mall until he got there, but nonetheless, he was late.
2. The movie theater's showing of MI:4 was the IMAX version. Michael didn't look up this detail, and we both didn't want to spend the extra 8 bucks to see it in IMAX.
3. He asked me multiple questions about the movie, during the movie. To be fair, this last one was the result of the first two. I think anything he did could make me mad after being late though.
Not optimistic about how this is going to play out. Me and relationships...blah.
In reality, it's not a long time. It seems like longer because we didn't really talk much, just went to see Sherlock Holmes. My first choice was MI:4, which I still haven't seen, but some things that bothered me about that night.
1. He was late. About 15 minutes late. Of course I stalled and went to a couple stores in the mall until he got there, but nonetheless, he was late.
2. The movie theater's showing of MI:4 was the IMAX version. Michael didn't look up this detail, and we both didn't want to spend the extra 8 bucks to see it in IMAX.
3. He asked me multiple questions about the movie, during the movie. To be fair, this last one was the result of the first two. I think anything he did could make me mad after being late though.
Not optimistic about how this is going to play out. Me and relationships...blah.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
100% Wrong: Part II
For any of you who took the 33.33% of me seeing Caleb again one more time then that'd be it.. then you were right. Why only the one time? Let me explain.
I'm on Grindr just seeing who's new to the area (no one by the way) and Caleb appears online. Being the friendly guy that I am, I decided to say hey. We began talking.. I began sweet talking (I don't really mean too, it just comes naturally I guess.) and next thing you know were making dinner plans for that evening. So its decided. 5:30 at a local burger joint I've been wanting to try. Yeah, I really like burgers. So we get there. I began asking how he's been, what's going on in his life.. you know, the typical catch up questions. He's got nothing. Absolutely nothing. Seriously. We talk about his niece for maybe 5 minutes then back to nothingness. Worse date I've ever been on. It's crazy because the first one went so well. Thank God I can handle these types of situations and did so to the best of my ability. But as soon as I signed the receipt (separate checks, of course.) I had to end it. In a nice way of course. We hugged, he held on a little longer than he should have, and we said our goodbyes. I got in my car and literally laughed out loud. It was just so funny to me how date one and sorta date two was completely different. I pull up to my place and I get this text:
"I'm like in a state of blissful shock from how awesome that burger was. It was great to see you again. Thanks for meeting up tonight! :)"
I wanted to say:
"I wished the date was as great as the burger. Have a good one!"
But I was really nice, almost too nice and said:
"Baha! That's an awesome state to be in. Hey, no problem! Great seeing you too."
Got the absolute closure needed for this guy. It really does take going through the valleys to see the peaks. In this case it takes going on a crappy date to see how awesome Michael is. I need to see him, but we're texting as we speak, so I'm doing fine.
I'm on Grindr just seeing who's new to the area (no one by the way) and Caleb appears online. Being the friendly guy that I am, I decided to say hey. We began talking.. I began sweet talking (I don't really mean too, it just comes naturally I guess.) and next thing you know were making dinner plans for that evening. So its decided. 5:30 at a local burger joint I've been wanting to try. Yeah, I really like burgers. So we get there. I began asking how he's been, what's going on in his life.. you know, the typical catch up questions. He's got nothing. Absolutely nothing. Seriously. We talk about his niece for maybe 5 minutes then back to nothingness. Worse date I've ever been on. It's crazy because the first one went so well. Thank God I can handle these types of situations and did so to the best of my ability. But as soon as I signed the receipt (separate checks, of course.) I had to end it. In a nice way of course. We hugged, he held on a little longer than he should have, and we said our goodbyes. I got in my car and literally laughed out loud. It was just so funny to me how date one and sorta date two was completely different. I pull up to my place and I get this text:
"I'm like in a state of blissful shock from how awesome that burger was. It was great to see you again. Thanks for meeting up tonight! :)"
I wanted to say:
"I wished the date was as great as the burger. Have a good one!"
But I was really nice, almost too nice and said:
"Baha! That's an awesome state to be in. Hey, no problem! Great seeing you too."
Got the absolute closure needed for this guy. It really does take going through the valleys to see the peaks. In this case it takes going on a crappy date to see how awesome Michael is. I need to see him, but we're texting as we speak, so I'm doing fine.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Incapable of Loving
Here we are, a couple days later (not really, just for timeline purposes) and Michael and I want to see each other badly. We both work during the day and exhausted afterward and especially difficult when neither one of us lives alone. So we decide we'll go to dinner. I meet him halfway and we travel the rest of the way in my car. We got to his old stomping grounds in our city. I've been wanting to try out this local burger joint so we try that. He buys (since I bought coffee, which I don't think is a comparison since 1: it was coffee and 2: I used a gift card) but he insists. We of course have awesome conversation which always turns sexual for some reason and we head out for you guessed it, an empty parking lot. After driving in neighborhoods for what seemed like forever, we found a good dark spot to park and get after it. And get after it we did. Way more touching and grabbing. More dirty talk. If I we both didn't have such small vehicles, I'm sure a lot more would have happened than us blowing each other. Unlike last time, we both came. Felt awesome to watch him cum all over himself, which sent me over the edge again and I blew all over me. Luckily I had an undershirt on and we cleaned ourselves off and drove off. I took him to his car and I watched the sexy ass walk away. He has one of the greatest backsides I've ever seen. But more to what the post title suggests... I'm incapable of loving.
Alright, loving is a strong word for this point, but I'm capable of liking someone so I needed something stronger, plus its what I was feeling.
The next day at work I'm just thinking of Michael and where this is leading to. All these thoughts fill my head. Do I like this guy? Will he want a relationship? Do I want a relationship? Should I think about the future or just live in the moment? How will we be able to continuously sneak around like this? Could I possibly love this guy in the future? If I didn't see him ever again from this point forward, would it bother me? Then I stopped myself on that last one because the answer frustrated the hell out of me. My answer was "no, it wouldn't bother me."
I couldn't believe it. But I was honest with myself. Hopefully this will change the more I see him, but at the present time, that's my answer. I have no idea why, Michael seems perfect. Then I began to think, could I even be in a long term relationship? And I definitely haven't in the past. Nothing more than 6 months, if that. I tend to grow old of people. That sounds really shallow, but I do. I look for flaws and make them bigger than what they are and it scares the shit out of me because it will eventually make me incapable of loving someone. Too many emotions. Maybe this was due to the amount of caffeine I had that day. Not sure. Hopefully I don't feel that way for long. Then I was reminded of a song by John Mayer. Damn him for having a song for every emotion I feel at any given moment.
The Next Day.
Its not really the next day, but lets just pretend it's the day after the last post.
Man, I have to see Mike again. We've texted non-stop since or great conversation and I have an awesome feeling about this. The night before, I told J (read this post if you don't know who he is) how much I like this guy and I think he's starting to get jealous. Just a hunch. He hasn't had much luck on Grindr lately and the ex is sort of in the picture again, no matter how many times his roommate and I tell him not to let him back in. How he's an EX for a reason and even though he was in J's life for a year, that's still 1/26th of his life. A very small amount I think.
Michael lives with his cousins and with me not living alone, it makes it difficult to meet up. At this point I didn't care, I had to see him. We text and we try to figure out a place to meet. I told him I didn't care where and that I was driving in his general direction. We meet up in a parking lot, I told him how hungry I was, so I told him to follow me to grab something to eat. So after I pick up something quickly, we just sit in the parking lot of the establishment and talk. Our talking turned into kissing. Kissing into touching. Touching into pants down. Pants down into stroking. Stroking into sucking. So there we are. In the parking lot me looking out of my window with a head bobbing up and down in my lap. Best blow job I've received. I had to return the favor. And I had to make sure I did it in a damn good fashion too. I had to bring my "A game." And based on him speaking another language while I was blowing him, I'm sure I brought it. That just turned me on more. I kept at it. Up and down, licked his balls, deep throat. I wanted his cum. There were multiple times he pulled me off of him for a bit because he was about to shoot.
This was then cut short by a cop circling the parking lot next to us. Definitely a big cock block if you will. I was still hard and couldn't get it back in my pants. I had to drive a bit with my pants down, which is somehow really funny to me. I get home to finish what Michael started and he did the same. I told him that I wanted to see that ass soon, which I meant in person. But then he sends me some pics of it which drove me over the edge. I had to cum again. Can't wait to see him again.
Oh, if you're wondering what he looks like: Here's a young Shemar Moore. Michael's body is almost spot on with this pic.
Man, I have to see Mike again. We've texted non-stop since or great conversation and I have an awesome feeling about this. The night before, I told J (read this post if you don't know who he is) how much I like this guy and I think he's starting to get jealous. Just a hunch. He hasn't had much luck on Grindr lately and the ex is sort of in the picture again, no matter how many times his roommate and I tell him not to let him back in. How he's an EX for a reason and even though he was in J's life for a year, that's still 1/26th of his life. A very small amount I think.
Michael lives with his cousins and with me not living alone, it makes it difficult to meet up. At this point I didn't care, I had to see him. We text and we try to figure out a place to meet. I told him I didn't care where and that I was driving in his general direction. We meet up in a parking lot, I told him how hungry I was, so I told him to follow me to grab something to eat. So after I pick up something quickly, we just sit in the parking lot of the establishment and talk. Our talking turned into kissing. Kissing into touching. Touching into pants down. Pants down into stroking. Stroking into sucking. So there we are. In the parking lot me looking out of my window with a head bobbing up and down in my lap. Best blow job I've received. I had to return the favor. And I had to make sure I did it in a damn good fashion too. I had to bring my "A game." And based on him speaking another language while I was blowing him, I'm sure I brought it. That just turned me on more. I kept at it. Up and down, licked his balls, deep throat. I wanted his cum. There were multiple times he pulled me off of him for a bit because he was about to shoot.
This was then cut short by a cop circling the parking lot next to us. Definitely a big cock block if you will. I was still hard and couldn't get it back in my pants. I had to drive a bit with my pants down, which is somehow really funny to me. I get home to finish what Michael started and he did the same. I told him that I wanted to see that ass soon, which I meant in person. But then he sends me some pics of it which drove me over the edge. I had to cum again. Can't wait to see him again.
Oh, if you're wondering what he looks like: Here's a young Shemar Moore. Michael's body is almost spot on with this pic.
100% Wrong
Hey all, and Happy New Years! I'll see if I can play catch up a bit from my lack of posting.
If you read the previous post, you'll remember Caleb. If not, I'll give you an abridged version. Cute guy, went on a date. After that, 66.67% of me thought I'd see him again. 33.33% sure we'd see each other another time then that'd be the end. Looks like I'm 100% wrong. Didn't talk, text, whatever. Then, I was bummed. He seemed to be a pretty decent guy with a little quirkiness I look for. Well, I think he is a pretty decent guy still with that same quirkiness I look for, but I'm fine with not talking to him ever again. But also fine with talking too. I'm not mad at all, it sucks. But it happens.
I think the reason why I'm so fine with it all is because I've moved on to the next. Happened rather quickly too. We've talked off and on for about 4 months now (I seem to chat off and on with a lot of people. What can I say... I'm a friendly guy) and we met up last Saturday at Starbucks. I usually would brew my own or pick a local spot but I got gift cards for Christmas. Thank you Mom and Dad. Back to the guy. We'll call him Michael. Mike is about 6 foot, about 170, good skin tone, very athletic. He's what we'd call Blatino. Best feature besides his handsome masculine face? Butt. Great muscular ass. He's the first non-white guy I've been attracted to besides celebrities. We have great conversation. Nothing but laughter. We're nothing but smiles the entire time. There were times the conversation turned sexual in which I have to make sure others didn't hear, but a certain part of me didn't care. That's how comfortable I was with him. He's very cultured, spent time out of the United States for school and you can tell a little in his cute accent. Cares a lot about his family, which is the reason he's back in the States. He's not out and doesn't plan to be for a while, same as I. After we parted ways, I just had to sit in my car for a bit and take it all in. Great evening, and even better evening after watching my team win their football game.
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