It has been a while since my last post. I feel that I should only post something when I have something to write. So here it is.
Last week is the first anniversary of my first gay sexual encounter. I went to the pool. Without getting disappointed, I saw Greg. But we didn’t do anything because his partner is around. As for his case I have long given up on him. I was there primarily to have a good swim and getting prepared for the Taranaki hike this week. So after shower I just went back and feeling sad? Yes.
So the next day I woke up early and went to a tramp at the Piha valley with the Club. It was great hike and I had great time seeing valleys and streams. My Gym workout has been really helpful. I have no idea whether it was an easy hike or my stamina has improved but I did not feel really tired doing the hike.
As the hike finished early, I managed to get back to city, attend mass and back to apartment by 6.30pm. The thought lingering in my head as I was considering should I attend the ‘Underware’ party at the bear bar Urge that night. The tickets are supposed to be sold out but my UniQ friend Seb managed to get me a free ticket. Putting my inhibition of wearing just underwear in a public place aside, I walked into the bar after removing and give up my clothes for safekeeping.
The lights are dimmed, techno music playing loudly in the small bar as men, mostly bears, walking around in briefs and boxers, dance, drink and have a chat. Of course the excitement of the night was to see people making out in the dance floor. Some were sucking each other, some kissing passionately. Some were rubbing their crotch and bum excitedly towards each other. That was one unique experience that I will never forget my entire life.
Coming to the place there were only 3 Asian boys I think, yet I still managed to end up being invisible once again, although I did get picked up by this guy. He looks a bit old but his body is hot. Nice cock too. Name’s Aldo and we had fun making out in dance floor. So in a way I was not left out amidst the fun that everybody seems to be having. But then he had to leave early and it doesn’t seem that I am going back to his place that night so I just gave him my number. Prospect? Not counting on it.
I stayed on for another hour before I decided that rather than just sitting there nursing my frustration and tiredness I should just call it a night. Seb who was there as well were busy getting it on with another two more guys somewhere in the corner. Good on him. So I get dressed and walked back.
On my way back I was checked out by a guy driving a Merc convertible. I decided to ignore him and walk further down K’rd. Then he decided to drove his car up and park near me again. I got curious, stopped and tried to look at him but I can only look at half his face. He opened up his car door. Not really given it a thought I just jumped into the car, praying to God for protection against psycho-killers.
I can’t look at his face clearly but he is on the mature side as well. Name’s Andre and he is half French. Despite him knowing only a bit of French I was talking to him in French, much to his annoyance. He sent me home but he overshot and he decided to stop at a dark corner and we made out.
We sucked each other and then we fucked each other briefly as well. Apparently he liked to be fucked by small cock ( weird?) and hope that we can get it on there in the car. Well I am not keen on the idea. We played for a while before he dropped me off and promised to see me the next day.
Well of course he can’t make it the next day. Just my luck I reckon. I did tell him we can see each other on weekend. So we’ll see how it goes after my Taranaki trip. I do hope for something but I just don’t seem to have the luck with guys.
Well it is still a good outing, I got half lucky. Thank god but I do hope for more.
Monday, September 1, 2008
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