God has a great sense of humor!
Recently, a dear friend of mine was upset about some things and started feeling sorry for herself. She was in the kitchen getting ready to cook, thinking all these sad thoughts, and moving around in the kitchen, when the frying pan flipped up and smacked her in the forehead--right on her third eye. She said she realized how funny it was that it hit he in the third eye and started laughing, getting the message, "Don't look for grief or feel sorry for oneself."
She and I laugh about the frying pan smacking you in the third eye frequently now.
Tonight, the frying pan, metaphorically speaking, smacked me in the third eye.
I'll start at the beginning of my day (that's where the sex stuff is), then tell y'all about the 'frying pan' incident.
I had to run to one of my credit card banks to pay my monthly balance, it just happens to be in the neighborhood of my favorite glory hole Adult Video Store. So, I went in and checked things out. It kind of sucked because they had 'out of order' signs on all the booths except for the very first booth and the very last booth--no way to have sex. Although, when the man wasn't looking, I slipped into one of the 'out of order' booths to see if I could get some. Unfortunately for me, the guy caught me. He made me get out of the booth. I did ask him why they had all the booth shut down. he claimed they really were out of order and that they were loosing lots of money. He was as anxious to have them working as all of us guys standing around looking at the booths. We wanted our dicks sucked he wanted our money. He suggested I come back an hour later, after the boss has fixed the machines and the booth would be opened.
So, I went to another place in my neighborhood. it is a newer place and instead of holes it has an open slot-about 5 inches tall and the length of the booth; so, you can watch/play with the person in the other booth.
When I got there one of the booths was already occupied so i slipped into the next booth, paid my money, and started stroking my dick. The guy pulls out his dick and starts stroking, stands up and walks over to the slot, but doesn't do anything except stand there and stroke himself. *shrug* Okay, not too exciting. He leaves.
The next guy comes into the booth and pays his money and pulls his dick out. He was really cute, kind of italian looking. He immediately shoves his cock thru the slot, still soft. I love sucking a cock to hardness. Something about feeling it growing and getting harder that really turns me on. Anyway, he got into fucking my mouth and there was enough space in the slot for him to reach his hands thru and pull my head forward. Mmmmmmm, I enjoy a little rough play, sometimes and this was one of those times. I was going to town on his cock, really enjoying swirling my tongue around the head as I pulled back then swallowing his entire cock down to the balls. he was enjoying it too, as he quickly pulled out and tried to stop himself from cumming. He wasn't very successful, lol. God, he was cute. So, he left.
I start to leave the 'viewing area', when this attractive black guy cruises me. So, I follow him back into the 'viewing area' and select a booth away from the entrance. Unfortunately, it tunrs out to be one of the straight booths. Oh well...I pay my money, pull it out, and start stroking it. He gesture for me to put it thru the slot., which I do. He proceeds to stroke me and suck me until I was about to cum. Then, he stopped, got dressed and left. lol, Ummm, okay. *shrug*
So, I exit my booth and see a businessman looking guy looking around for some attention. I walk over to his area, go into a booth, pay my money and (yep) pull it out and start stroking. Two seconds later, he enter the booth next to mine and does the same. I indicate for him to slid his dick thru the slot. He does. He had recently showered because his dick smelled fresh and soapy. I kind of enjoy that--a clean smelling dick. So I enjoyed sucking his cock. I sucked him for several minutes, while stroking myself almost to orgasm several times. Then he pulls his cock back and stands there barely touching his dick, fingering it and lightly stroking it while his dick gets throbbingly hard. I reach thru and start gently caressing then tugging on his balls. He is really getting into this, i enjoy seeing a man getting so hot and bothered, so we continue for a few minutes. I almost shot my load several times; but decided not to. When my machine ran out of time, I buttoned up my jeans and left.
i went home and watched a little porn while pleasuring myself to an huge orgasm. Mmmmmmm.
Anyway, tonight I had rehearsal for the NYC Gay Men's Chorus. I had missed to two previous rehearsals because of work and I had taken a leave of absence from the last concert. So, I was kind of nervous about coming back. After all, you may remember I left shortly after the whole Marc/Jeff triangle and Marc confronting me over things that Jeff had misled him on. Anyway, I had been pretty upset about the whole situation and wasn't looking forward to seeing any of these people again. On the other hand, this is our "out on Broadway" concert that Terence McNalley has written for us, so how could I not attend.
Before rehearsal, I usually meet up with a group of guys from the chorus for dinner, then we all walk over to the rehearsal space. I show up to the diner and am enjoying talking with everyone, when Jeff walks in and joins us. Yes, Jeff--the asshole who misinterpreted things I had said to him and then told Marc I had said things that I actually had not said. That Jeff! He comes in and joins us for dinner. I started laughing. I was worried about interacting with Marc and his friend John; but I hadn't worried about Jeff because he doesn't sing with the regular chorus. he has never been to our rehearsals. D'OH!!! Smack in the head with the frying pan, the universe was determined I would deal with the old bullshit upfront and now! I just laughed. I knew he was no longer with Marc--big surprise, and he was trying to be all friendly with me--good luck. Anyway, I just kept laughing at the absurdity of the whole situation. I mean what are the odds?
Anyway, We finish dinner and head over to the rehearsal space. I sit with some of the guys from dinner. When, John, Marc's friend, sits in front of me and puts his arm around a new guy who i had seen at an earlier rehearsal.
Okay, so stick with me on this-- I had attended a rehearsal before I took my leave of absence, the rehearsal that Marc had yelled at me and been an asshole toward me. At that rehearsal, I had met this really cute guy who was a Chiropractor. we were talking and seemingly interested in each other when Marc's ex Richard walks over and starts talking with the guy. They appear to be interested in each other/know each other--richard is very attractive. At that point, I said to myself, if this guy is friends with or likes Richard or ANYONE associated with Marc, I am not interested at all!!! Stay away!!!
Now after a couple of months away, I come back to discover Jeff joining my dinner group and John, who had been involved with someone else, all hot and heavy with this new Chiropractor guy. LOL. I asked a friend, "Is John involved with the new guy?"
"Oh no," Says my friend, "The new guy is still fucking around with Richard. "
I started laughing and laughing. "Look at John and the new guy, they are all over each other. They are involved"
I turned to my friend and tell him, "I felt so uncomfortable coming back to chorus because of the whole Marc/Jeff fiasco. I felt such judgment from these people and felt such crap from them, now I feel free.
He looks at me and say, "Honey, you should never feel judged by any of these guys. They are all just a bunch of whores!"
Everytime I looked over at John and the new guy, I started laughing. I felt like Oprah in that movie The Color Purple--and how many time does one feel like Oprah?!?. The scene where she has come home from jail and is so depressed and silent, until there is a big confrontation at the dinner table. All of a sudden, she breaks thru and comes back to being herself. "Oprah's back! So pass me some peas. That's right, Oprah's back!"
That is what I felt like. I felt like I had a break thru. I started laughing and laughing, I felt like I was back to being me and enjoying the chorus. I no longer felt victimized. Fuuuuck, who are these whores to try to pass judgement on me?!! They ain't nothing but a bunch of sorry assed whores fucking anyone and everyone. *Shudder* Seeing what they were really like--it felt soooo incestuous. I am going to think long and hard about dating anyone in the chorus--and absolutely no chorus fuck buddies!
Anyway, I can't stop laughing about Jeff and John and the New Guy. Marc wasn't even there. God really had a good time bringing all the various elements together for my rehearsal tonight--Jeff, john, new Guy, Richard...LOL. Now I know that Marc is nothing too.
I AM FREE!!! FREE OF MARC AND JEFF AND THAT WHOLE FIASCO!!!
I can't stop laughing
She and I laugh about the frying pan smacking you in the third eye frequently now.
Tonight, the frying pan, metaphorically speaking, smacked me in the third eye.
I'll start at the beginning of my day (that's where the sex stuff is), then tell y'all about the 'frying pan' incident.
I had to run to one of my credit card banks to pay my monthly balance, it just happens to be in the neighborhood of my favorite glory hole Adult Video Store. So, I went in and checked things out. It kind of sucked because they had 'out of order' signs on all the booths except for the very first booth and the very last booth--no way to have sex. Although, when the man wasn't looking, I slipped into one of the 'out of order' booths to see if I could get some. Unfortunately for me, the guy caught me. He made me get out of the booth. I did ask him why they had all the booth shut down. he claimed they really were out of order and that they were loosing lots of money. He was as anxious to have them working as all of us guys standing around looking at the booths. We wanted our dicks sucked he wanted our money. He suggested I come back an hour later, after the boss has fixed the machines and the booth would be opened.
So, I went to another place in my neighborhood. it is a newer place and instead of holes it has an open slot-about 5 inches tall and the length of the booth; so, you can watch/play with the person in the other booth.
When I got there one of the booths was already occupied so i slipped into the next booth, paid my money, and started stroking my dick. The guy pulls out his dick and starts stroking, stands up and walks over to the slot, but doesn't do anything except stand there and stroke himself. *shrug* Okay, not too exciting. He leaves.
The next guy comes into the booth and pays his money and pulls his dick out. He was really cute, kind of italian looking. He immediately shoves his cock thru the slot, still soft. I love sucking a cock to hardness. Something about feeling it growing and getting harder that really turns me on. Anyway, he got into fucking my mouth and there was enough space in the slot for him to reach his hands thru and pull my head forward. Mmmmmmm, I enjoy a little rough play, sometimes and this was one of those times. I was going to town on his cock, really enjoying swirling my tongue around the head as I pulled back then swallowing his entire cock down to the balls. he was enjoying it too, as he quickly pulled out and tried to stop himself from cumming. He wasn't very successful, lol. God, he was cute. So, he left.
I start to leave the 'viewing area', when this attractive black guy cruises me. So, I follow him back into the 'viewing area' and select a booth away from the entrance. Unfortunately, it tunrs out to be one of the straight booths. Oh well...I pay my money, pull it out, and start stroking it. He gesture for me to put it thru the slot., which I do. He proceeds to stroke me and suck me until I was about to cum. Then, he stopped, got dressed and left. lol, Ummm, okay. *shrug*
So, I exit my booth and see a businessman looking guy looking around for some attention. I walk over to his area, go into a booth, pay my money and (yep) pull it out and start stroking. Two seconds later, he enter the booth next to mine and does the same. I indicate for him to slid his dick thru the slot. He does. He had recently showered because his dick smelled fresh and soapy. I kind of enjoy that--a clean smelling dick. So I enjoyed sucking his cock. I sucked him for several minutes, while stroking myself almost to orgasm several times. Then he pulls his cock back and stands there barely touching his dick, fingering it and lightly stroking it while his dick gets throbbingly hard. I reach thru and start gently caressing then tugging on his balls. He is really getting into this, i enjoy seeing a man getting so hot and bothered, so we continue for a few minutes. I almost shot my load several times; but decided not to. When my machine ran out of time, I buttoned up my jeans and left.
i went home and watched a little porn while pleasuring myself to an huge orgasm. Mmmmmmm.
Anyway, tonight I had rehearsal for the NYC Gay Men's Chorus. I had missed to two previous rehearsals because of work and I had taken a leave of absence from the last concert. So, I was kind of nervous about coming back. After all, you may remember I left shortly after the whole Marc/Jeff triangle and Marc confronting me over things that Jeff had misled him on. Anyway, I had been pretty upset about the whole situation and wasn't looking forward to seeing any of these people again. On the other hand, this is our "out on Broadway" concert that Terence McNalley has written for us, so how could I not attend.
Before rehearsal, I usually meet up with a group of guys from the chorus for dinner, then we all walk over to the rehearsal space. I show up to the diner and am enjoying talking with everyone, when Jeff walks in and joins us. Yes, Jeff--the asshole who misinterpreted things I had said to him and then told Marc I had said things that I actually had not said. That Jeff! He comes in and joins us for dinner. I started laughing. I was worried about interacting with Marc and his friend John; but I hadn't worried about Jeff because he doesn't sing with the regular chorus. he has never been to our rehearsals. D'OH!!! Smack in the head with the frying pan, the universe was determined I would deal with the old bullshit upfront and now! I just laughed. I knew he was no longer with Marc--big surprise, and he was trying to be all friendly with me--good luck. Anyway, I just kept laughing at the absurdity of the whole situation. I mean what are the odds?
Anyway, We finish dinner and head over to the rehearsal space. I sit with some of the guys from dinner. When, John, Marc's friend, sits in front of me and puts his arm around a new guy who i had seen at an earlier rehearsal.
Okay, so stick with me on this-- I had attended a rehearsal before I took my leave of absence, the rehearsal that Marc had yelled at me and been an asshole toward me. At that rehearsal, I had met this really cute guy who was a Chiropractor. we were talking and seemingly interested in each other when Marc's ex Richard walks over and starts talking with the guy. They appear to be interested in each other/know each other--richard is very attractive. At that point, I said to myself, if this guy is friends with or likes Richard or ANYONE associated with Marc, I am not interested at all!!! Stay away!!!
Now after a couple of months away, I come back to discover Jeff joining my dinner group and John, who had been involved with someone else, all hot and heavy with this new Chiropractor guy. LOL. I asked a friend, "Is John involved with the new guy?"
"Oh no," Says my friend, "The new guy is still fucking around with Richard. "
I started laughing and laughing. "Look at John and the new guy, they are all over each other. They are involved"
I turned to my friend and tell him, "I felt so uncomfortable coming back to chorus because of the whole Marc/Jeff fiasco. I felt such judgment from these people and felt such crap from them, now I feel free.
He looks at me and say, "Honey, you should never feel judged by any of these guys. They are all just a bunch of whores!"
Everytime I looked over at John and the new guy, I started laughing. I felt like Oprah in that movie The Color Purple--and how many time does one feel like Oprah?!?. The scene where she has come home from jail and is so depressed and silent, until there is a big confrontation at the dinner table. All of a sudden, she breaks thru and comes back to being herself. "Oprah's back! So pass me some peas. That's right, Oprah's back!"
That is what I felt like. I felt like I had a break thru. I started laughing and laughing, I felt like I was back to being me and enjoying the chorus. I no longer felt victimized. Fuuuuck, who are these whores to try to pass judgement on me?!! They ain't nothing but a bunch of sorry assed whores fucking anyone and everyone. *Shudder* Seeing what they were really like--it felt soooo incestuous. I am going to think long and hard about dating anyone in the chorus--and absolutely no chorus fuck buddies!
Anyway, I can't stop laughing about Jeff and John and the New Guy. Marc wasn't even there. God really had a good time bringing all the various elements together for my rehearsal tonight--Jeff, john, new Guy, Richard...LOL. Now I know that Marc is nothing too.
I AM FREE!!! FREE OF MARC AND JEFF AND THAT WHOLE FIASCO!!!
I can't stop laughing