These are stories of my travels – or stories of while I am travelling.
I’m just about to head out into the city for a walk – rough plan is to walk through Golden Gate park out to the coast. Maybe have some oysters for lunch at the Cliff House then walk back. Isn’t quite warm enough here to go for a swim at the beach but will be nice to get some sand between my toes.
Then when I get home I’ll have to make up the time and work until the wee hours of the morning I’m guessing.
The couple that I hooked up with over New Years are keen for some fun this weekend which will probably happen on Friday night. I’ll confirm the details and let you guys know what the plan is.
Since I’m going to be enjoying the sights today I thought I’d post some speedo sights for you guys today.
Last Friday night I had my first big night out in a while.
Any of you old readers know that I have some friends in San Francisco, I was staying with them before I did my road trip to Breckenridge to see Kip. I did have a naughty experience with them a few years ago but the wife just had a kid so we are all just friends now.
Since I’m back in San Francisco they are pretty much the only ‘normal’ people I know (she is a kiwi and I met them in New Zealand through some mutual snowboarding friends years ago).
So we went out on the town. With the baby being born both of them have been behaving of course and last night was the first time the missus had a drink of alcohol (it has been 3 months since the baby and she only had 2 glasses of champagne). Unfortuntely, or perhaps fortunately, the husband and I were in good form. My new pad in only a couple of blocks from their house on Deluce Park and husband and I had a BIG ONE.
To put it bluntly – we were both munted!!!
Wife went home pretty early to relieve the baby sitter but us boys kept partying on.
I didn’t pick up and it was probably a good thing since I’m pretty sure I wouldbn’t have put in much of a performance.
Anyway – today I met husband, wife and baby for a late lunch and a bit of a debrief. Husband and I were a little seedy – quite frankly I could have just lied in bed all day.
During lunch husband asks me if I remember a tall blonde girl with a pearl necklace. I remember talking to the girl, I can’t remember her name (even now), but she was a pretty girl. I even remember when I first started our conversation – we were both at the bar and I told her that pretty girls aren’t allowed to buy drinks and I bought her a drink.
Turns out – after talking to this girl for a while I introduced husband into the conversation and then after a few minutes I went to grab another round of drinks.
That was when ‘Pearl Necklace’ told Husband that my pickup line was “I’m rich, and I’d like to lick your pussy”
I cannot remember saying that then or ever before. For starters I’m not rich at all but I would have licked her pussy. Maybe I meant to say – one of the next 2 things I say is true and one is false. Hahahaha.
Turns out Pearl Necklace thought that I was charming and thought that I was sweet despite my obviously intoxicated state.
However, on my way to get another round of drinks I was distracted like an ADHD kid on red cordial and was seen on the dance floor with 4 ladies in their 60’s.
Not surprisingly – I did not get laid that night. Probably a good thing since I’m pretty sure apart from my pussy licking skills I wouldn’t have put on much of a performance.
What is the funniest thing you’ve said under the influence that you would never in a million years say if you were sober?
I’ve been meaning to tell you guys about our big weekend. The guys from Denver came up Saturday evening – we all went out for dinner then to a couple of bars but things were pretty quiet. As usual it ended up debaucherously in the hottub back at Kips. Then Sunday morning we got up early for last day of the season at A-Basin.
The Denver boys had some friends that were all excited about the ‘beach’ party and they had a great spot.
The beach is pretty much where the carpark blends into the ski/snowboard slope. I’ve only been there once or twice before and normally it is fun with dogs and kids running around, people BBQ’ing and maybe a beer or two. But because this season has been so bad it wasn’t like that at all – there was a creek running between the carpark and the slope and it just wasn’t what I was hoping for.
I got a couple of runs in, we BBQ’d lunch and then the wind came up and the clouds rolled it so we decided to head back for an afternoon hottub/fuck session.
It was fun though and everyone that was there was happy and having a good time. I think I’ll have to come back and do the ‘Beach Party’ better.
The weekend with the Denver boys was fun. Four guys who love speedos, love sex and are comfortable with each other can only be described as orgasmic.
It is always fun to see how the dynamnic works. Sometimes all four of us play together. Some times we end up spoiling one person at a time with the other three giving him attention and sometimes we split up a bit. The Denver boys, I’ll call them T & A. On Saturday evening I ended up nearly exclusively with A and then on Sunday afternoon I ended up nearly exclusively with T. I’ve got a feeling that these guys (who have lived together for a few years and only play together) actually plan it before the get here. I’m not complaining at all though.
I probably won’t get a chance to see them again before I head off to the west coast but it has been a fun time – and I met them 100% through this blog which is pretty kewl.
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