I haven’t posted much this week and I’m blaming the Breckenridge Distillery and their Burbon.
On Tuesday night Kip got a few bottles that someone owed him as a favour – I’m not sure how much we drank but it was wayyyyy too much. We both saw the sun rise before we went to bed and I woke up that afternoon feeling rotten. Kinda moped around the house that afternoon, didn’t sleep much on Wednesday night and I was still feeling it on Thursday. I’ve never done any hard drugs but I’ve had friends that tell me about ‘coming down’ and that is how I felt on Thursday. Like a depression I think.
No more booze for me for a few days I think.
Today is Friday and both Kip and I are up before 7am. I feel great and we are going to go on a little road trip for the day to get out of the house. I haven’t posted any scenery pictures since I’ve been in Colorado so I’ll make sure to take the camera.
I might have mentioned a few weeks ago that I’m working on a new site and I’ve been going through some old folders. The pics of this lifeguard were some of my very original speedo photos like 10 years ago. Since I dug them up I thought I should share them with you guys.
Moral of todays post….. don’t drink too much – hahaha.
Mid afternoon here guys and my head hurts, my butt hurts, my cock… yep that hurts (friction hurt – not burning hurt) and did I mention that my head hurts?
Last night was a great success though – waking up in my room with half a dozen pairs of speedos on the floor and 3 naked guys in my bed (2 were in the bed with me and one guy was on the floor) cannot be called anything BUT a success.
I better start helping Kip clean up the house. I’ll start describing what happened and post it tomorrow or later in the week. Anything I write I automatically post it on my site SwimmerBoyz.com if you get impatient – heheehe.
Was amazing to see soooooo many str8 boys in speedos and after a while everyone was comfortable with it.
A lazy Thursday afternoon turned into a 4am bender here at chez-Evans.
A friend of mine in town got engaged that morning and a few of the lads came around for a drink at my place. The groom-to-be didn’t stay until 4am (I can’t imagine that would be the best way to start off the marriage). A couple of the boys called in sick but 2 of them actually made it to work – I don’t know how that was even possible.
It is those impromptu sessions that are the most dangerous and Thursday evening proved that.
Good thing is – today is Saturday and I’m back to feeling like a human again. Some of my local crew here are heading out tonight but I am going to behave myself and have a quiet Saturday night at home (I might see if I can find someone to keep me company for an hour or so but we’ll see).
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