Not last night but the night before…. we had a BBQ around at my place and I was setup with this chick (we’ll call her Natasha – not sure she is quite ready to know all of my secrets just yet). Things went as expected and she spent the night in my bed.
It was great, she was great, she is cute but she also has a boyfriend (which I knew before hand).
I’m not sure if this bothers me or not – I suppose it doesn’t bother me that much because otherwise I wouldn’t have let her suck my cock.
Perhaps I’m not bothered because I’ve never felt as though I’ve posessed someone (a little too stong a word but you get what I mean). I really like Will and I could be in a long term relationship with him but I don’t feel as though his/my monogamy has anything to do with it at this stage and I know full well that he will sleep with other people and since he reads this blog, he is well aware of what I get up to.
A friend of mine who lives in San Francisco has a saying that he uses a lot – “There are no rules“
He isn’t an anarchist or anything like that. But his outlook on life is that if it works for you, that is OK. I like the phrase.
These guys pictured below (Aden and Jordan) have been together for a few years and are now working in the porn industry as actors. Obviously, they are working with other actors and not just each other. However, in this DNA article they talk about how they are committed as a couple – they also talk about how they involve other people in their private sex life.
There are no rules…..
I’ve never really seen myself as having a proper ‘boyfriend’ but this weekend with Will has changed my mind, I think.
Will and I have the same hobbies, he is awesome on a snowboard, we fuck like rabbits, he likes girls, he is str8 acting and he is hot. He is very shy about his gay tendencies and outside of his time with me and all the fun we’ve gotten up to he hasn’t experimented with other guys.
Since Will got back to Aussie after his winter in Canada he hasn’t been able to get the kind of job that he wants and with the current economic conditions he doesn’t expect that to change anytime soon. So I asked him to move in with me – I’m sure I can give him enuf work (maybe some photography work – fingers crossed – would never get him to do a face shot shot).
He did get on the plane this morning but I’m hoping that I’ve planted a seed for him to think about.
He did say that if he didn’t have a proper job by November he would consider going back to North America for the winter. I was really hoping to move to the Central Coast north of Sydney and have a summer on the beach and in my speedos but I think I’d give that up if Will wanted me to head over with him.
Interesting times…..
I heard this saying for the first time the other day and I thought it was kinda funny.
Blue Balls – the excrutiating pain a man receives when his balls swell to the size of coconuts because of lack of sex, unfinished bjs, and just not cummin when he knows he should.
Cure: JUST WACK IT MAN!! or get your woman to help you out and do the job right. It’s that simple to make the horrible pain go away.
note to all women,NEVER NEVER NEVER give your man blue balls…its the worse pain he will ever feel in his life and he never deserves it…well, almost never…
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