sated

And it’s been a long time since I’ve used that word. So I did what every other gay man considers doing when he’s taken the day off or has a holiday. I hooked up on AOL. I drove over there, he had a LOVELY house, really it was great, then yadda yadda yadda, I drove home. Shawn might say I skipped the best part, however I did mention the house. In any case, why is good sex like stereotypical Chinese food? 15mins to an hour later I want more. I was about to explode again before I even got back home. But at least the drought is over for now.

I talked to this man, Thomas, online today I hadn’t talked to for months. He last wanted to get together, but he was trying to date someone else. A fact which I had to *extract* from him by my usual conversational means, and I told him I wasn’t interested and that he should pursue whatever he was trying to at that time. Well he’s been single for months now. He’s the one who gave me his phone number and wanted me to be the first to use it. Which I’d better do pretty soon. Anyway, he asked me over to his place tomorrow evening. This should be interesting, though he works nights and weekends so not sure how this could work. But I’m not one to ditch something over scheduling issues.

Hmm, cider and chicken for dinner. I’ll be in bed soon for certain!