Last day of my gay getaway, and it’s shaping up to be a dirty one. Hooray!
Not only am I going to the gay beach with a gay couple after brunch at a gay restaurant. Later this afternoon I’m also going to a gay pool party, then T-Dance at the big gay resort. Gay gay gay gay gay!!
The big gay cocktail party last night was so much fun that I couldn’t tear myself away from it. In fact, I snuck a half a Vicodin a couple of hours in so I could drink longer than usual. Unfortunately, I forgot to bring my hangover prevention pills with me, so today I’ve got a real banger. And the Hangover Hornies!
Short week this week. Big gay cocktail party tonight, then a race through the next few days before heading to St. Pete for the weekend.
I may have missed Pride there this year (270,000 people!), but I still plan on having a dirty, gay old time. I know a few guys in that area I haven’t seen in a while who are very excited I’ll be in town, and then there’s the gay resort…
OMG. There was an adorable little guy serving us at the restaurant last night. We all agreed he would be super-fun to toss around! But none of us got his number. What’s wrong with us??
Still, it’s given me a hankering for short men again. Like it ever left!
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been attending lots of skill-building exercise workshops or the fact that I’ve been spending so much time in the gym, but my fantasies really have been turning toward men in jockstraps and athletic socks lately.
I’m grateful that I respond to a much wider range of sexual stimuli as a full-grown man, but this video reminds me of simpler times, when jockstraps and underwear were almost the only thing that would get me off.