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there are diary entries with all kinds of crazy, random, disconnected things and diary entries with all kinds of crazy, random, disconnected things. this is going to be a diary entry with all kinds of crazy, random, disconnected things. well, there will be a few threads i suppose.
last night i learned something interesting as the LO was packing his little suitcase. i didn't know why he was packing his little suitcase, nor did i ask. i sat on the bed and we were talking while he packed, la la la, and i hoped he'd drop a clue as to WTF. eventually he said he didn't want to go to this conference. oh. so i went to the kitchen to look on the fridge where he usually puts up a neatly typed air itinerary (with too much information), hotel contact info, reason for trip... and there it was. he must have just put it up. Seattle and back late sunday night.
how nice to find out the night before his departure, and then only by chance! he does this to me all the time. it drives me nuts. oh well.
so it's bachelor Seth for the next four days, and no jwb to keep him company. :-( or is that :-) ?
yesterday morning as i lay there legs spread in vain i realized how unlimber i've become since jwb and i broke up. the last time he fucked me was the afternoon of 22 June. then there was a bit of a drought, then the kablam. i'd better start doing some stretching exercises before St. Louis. I'll start relaxing the port of call if i want this studly butt-pirate to sail comfortably into harbor as well. i have four days alone with mr. blue (as jwb used to call the buttplug).
i can't give you an exact date for the first time jwb mounted me, but it was in january. that first time i had him wear a jizz jacket because i knew there'd be blood. (the last i'd been fucked was august of '90). and there was. in fact, i couldn't handle even his slender pecker but for a few minutes before i asked him to dismount. after that day with some between and before assplay i was fine. that was also the only time he didn't bareback me.
the LO was up early this morning, 5-ish, to finish getting ready to leave. i got up at 6. in that hour mr. body pillow and my fist enjoyed my orgasm twice.
the first round started with my imagining holding jwb by the hair forcing his face into a pillow, and mercilessly grudge fucking him from behind with appropriate language. i grew bored with that pretty quickly. my pace slowed to something more sensuous, which is far more my style, and my thoughts turned to thegoodbiboy's entry of yesterday afternoon. i love the way this guy writes! he's there, open, honest, concise but sexy at the same time. not prosaic and verbose like me. he also includes his thoughts and feelings on his dalliances without getting all strung out (like me). what a hottie!
a mere 20 minutes later my little buddy is rock hard and wants to go again. this time my mind wanders between two guys. one is Mike. (i hope all this fantasizing isn't going to spoil the experience, kind of like how books are nearly always better than the movies made from them). the other feller my mind wandered to is Dave. i found his diary yesterday. i read a few entries and found him to be too good to be true. so much in common! religion, politics, ibooks, dogs, trucks... and he writes well. very well. and he sounds like an amazing lover! a real man's man too, just the way i like'm. when i got brave enough to click the 'photos' link (why brave? that's another issue), i was floored. hot hot hot! lucky the person who can get a little rough'n'tumble with this man. damn! i don't know when i'll ever get over this overwhelming lust to nibble on his little soul patch!
this morning, after i got up and the LO had left, my diary reading went back to him (and someone else). everything i read made me want him, want to know him more. the only or biggest difference between us is that he enjoys better living through chemistry while i stick with fermentation and distillation. i used to, but they were all bad scenes for me, so so much for that.
one entry of his that i read this morning really spoke to me. (you can read it here.) the moral of the story is don't get involved with guys who think they're totally straight, or ones who won't admit they're not. Dave's experience seems to have been kind of like mine with Dennis. what makes jwb so painful, or one of the bigger things, is that he courted me for so long before i fell and we got jiggy.
i don't want to go to work today. i don't want to see the reptile, i don't want to be bothered with other people. i could go back to bed right now in fact.
yesterday was my don't go into work and work at home day. i had a lot of stuff i wanted to do outside, but it was cold, dark, and rainy, so so much for that. instead i spent most of the day brooding. i'm good at that. if brooding were an olympic event i'd get a medal.
i tried to shake it. i went to McD. only a few geezers. then tanning. no thrill there either. i bought $20 in scratch off lottery tickets, won $40, went back and bought $40, won $16. crap.
i got some powerball tickets too but haven't checked them for last night's drawing yet. i'm already too bummed.
and of course today is sunny, low 60s again probably. i could call in, stay home and do those things, but i still feel broody, so i might as well go in.
haircut didn't happen today. closed on vacation. i've been seeing the same barber for 10 years. we don't talk. nothing to share. i sit, he cuts, i pay, off i go. he's good at what he does, but what a bore. it may be a time for a change. when i was in college up in Greensboro i used to go to Leon's School of Beauty where a really cheap haircut could get got... done by students. there were about 40 stations in there and the whole huge room was replete with fluttering twink fairies who at every parting of their lips yards and yards of pink chiffon would fly out. ugh.
not a barber, but a styling salon is next to my tanning place. maybe i'll go there. today? if i can get off my ass, maybe. tanning is near work.
i haven't posted pics in awhile, though i meant to yesterday. oddly enough, i haven't done any porn cruising this morning, though i did think about going by Pandora's Box to see what fun toys there might be to enjoy this weekend and about renting a couple MMF DVD's. i mean MMF, not MFM. i hate that shit where the guys have too much gold jewelry on and act petrified that they might actually accidentally touch each other (egads! holy homo, batman!) and women with too much make up and those ridiculous shoes acting like they're getting off. and that stupid music! i want to hear skin slapping and grunting!
oh. i said pictures. well, here are two that i found yesterday and meant to post. i picked them because they don't display wiener but are wank-worthy nonetheless:
this man does me in, not to mention up and off! there is nothing about the guy that doesn't do it for me. i mean nothing!!! i have a fetish for mirror shots as well. two aspects of the same hottie at once? win-win!
i'm putting this picture up as an illustration of how weird i am. maybe that's not what i meant to say. ok. here's more what i mean. obviously this photo shoot was to focus on a certain fetish, namely leather, a little s/m too. well, ya know what? the long hair on the guy is a turn off, so is the leather, and the hanging upside down groping shit. what does get me hot over this pic are several of my own fetishes not intended to matter in this pic. cut the long haired guy out. he's of no interest. the hottie to me is the upside down guy. the list from the top down is
furry belly
treasure trail
silky hairy chest (curly chest pubes, not so much)
shirt half off
soul patch
tattoo
nice arms
sideburns
brunette!
i need to screw up the courage to go to work. blech.
i'll likely write more when i get home. i'd like to continue my ruminations on 'watching'.
Seth
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