The Guy and I hung out yesterday. He's been really busy seeing other guys. Seriously, he's dating 5-6 guys right now. His therapist has suggested he weed the number down. Anyways, I texted him Monday night because I hadn't hung out with him in a while and I wanted to talk to him. Specifically I wanted to talk to him about where to go to school next year. So Monday night I texted him telling him I was free all day Tuesday, or after 12 on Wednesday. He texted me back saying Tuesday morning. I text him with a simple "hi" Tuesday morning because I didn't know if he was just doing this out of my request and I didn't want it to be forced. He texted me almost immediately and asked if I was coming over. I didn't reply because I was getting my eyebrows waxed... say what you want, but I used to have eyebrows about an inch longer and 1/2'' thick. I was feeling short tempered yesterday and didn't want to play games. Anyways, I called him when I got out. He claimed I hung up on him, but I was driving through an intersection with bad reception. We finally talk and I said I was on my way over. He said we could work at network stuff.
The Guy has a new Macbook Air, Mac screen, the Drobo media server, and the HP Media Server. He wanted to put the RAID card back in his Macbook, use that as a backup, as well as the Drobo. Then he wanted to set up the Air with Windows so he could use the HP Media Server since it is only Windows compatible. We spent most of the afternoon in the office just doing that. I helped him by holding the computer. He made little sounds, comments, and I did the same.
We did take a break for him to make a shake about 12:30. His new trainer has him eating a lot more natural foods. One of them is a vegetable supplement that tastes like grass. He is drowning it in chocolate and peanut butter to make it not taste so bad. He asked if I was going to have some and he served it up. He is drinking it and smiling making faces, and moving his hips like he enjoyed the torture. I stand there, drink my first sip, smile, and then burst out laughing and making googly eyes with him. Once I stopped laughing I drank a few more sips and he did the same, but kept smiling. I tell him it isn't that bad because it wasn't. It just left a grass aftertaste.
We go back in the office and do a few more things. He brings his Macbook Pro in and finishes up his blog. His therapist is recommending that he blog everytime he looks on the internet at porn or a hookup site and for how long he was on it. He had spent 2 hours on manhunt, craigslist, and some other site prior to my arrival. He talked about how his time with me was much more fulfilling because doing things with friends, and doing things like computer work fulfills him.
The Guy has bought a lot of porn and begins organizing that in the office. He shows me he bought some new poppers and has them in the desk drawer at the computer. He opens them, tells me to smell them, and then he asked me what I thought. Then he has his hand on my dick and is pulling down his pants. I suck him off for a few minutes and he is jacking me off. I play with his chest and continue to suck him. I get back into the motions after a few minutes. Then he tells me to take my pants of completely while he gets lube and a condom. He tells me to lean over onto the chair and he lubes me up and fucks me. It hurt a lot at first- it has been months- probably like the beginning of September. He fucks me REALLY hard. Then he has me lean my head into the chair and continues fucking. He has me then sit on the chair and put his legs up over him while he fucks me. He asks me if I missed his dick and things like that. I did. He jacks me off and I shoot all over the chair. He doesn't get off quite yet. He said he'd gotten off twice that morning jacking himself off. I clean up the chair, then start the shower. I start cleaning the lube off and I had so much on me that needed to come off. I didn't know The Guy was going to want to get off, so i didn't think we might do it in the shower. He comes in and he says it was his turn to get off. Instead I began sucking and licking his balls and he jacked off. He shot all over my hair and back. I had to wash my hair afterward. Never had cum there before... hehe. So basically The Guy and I talked and we can still play around. A lot of the reason we stopped was because I had become so hard to deal with. To be honest guys like Greg and Mike made me crazy constantly asking me if I was clean and making me doubt. It really got to me. We agreed we'll just play it safe, we'll be honest with each other, and also not let emotions get into it.
After the shower Jeff comes over. He was having a bad day and lost his wallet. He gets food for us at the salmon place we like.
During this time I didn't get to have the 1-on-1 full attention conversation I wanted but I explained it was either get my teaching credential at my current school, or the private school over near The Guy's. He told me to go for the private school even though I may have loans. He knows I'll be happier. He told me he should go back and do the same with me. He talked about how he has to finish up his papers at his school to finish his Masters in English. He already has a Masters in Technology and Education. He doesn't have his teaching credential however. He said a lot of his classes won't transfer to this private school, but he had taken classes there. He has 2 masters degrees, and is coming upon a 3rd, yet he doesn't have a teaching credential, so he could never teach in California. He said he got a lot out of the classes at this college, but they were easy. He talked about how he doesn't want to do the slave labor (aka student teaching), but I pointed out how it is much better at the private school (15 as opposed to 30 weeks). So while I didn't get the 1-on-1 undivided attention, fully talk it out, but I got my answer. His thing was I don't like the school I'm at, I don't have any loans, so suck it up and do it. Private college where I will probably take out $8-12k in loans is the answer.
We eat when Jeff arrives. It was REALLY good. The salad was great, the potatoes, and the salmon. I ate quite a bit. Jeff plays on The Guy's laptop after we eat, The Guy finishes installing windows. I sit and watch "Friends" and "Family Guy" with Jeff. It was actually a "Friends" episode I'd seen the night before where Chandler and Monica came back from their honeymoon and had met another couple. There was also that cheesy sex line in the movie about "I was backpacking in western Europe..." I kept my mouth shut about what happened.
The Guy had to leave to go to his workout, but asked if Jeff and I would sit around and wait for UPS to come. We said sure. Jeff left at 6:50 and I left at 6:55. Jeff and I didn't really talk. I did tell him about my date the other day with Maxon. He laughed and found it amusing. I began feeling really bad though, while we were sitting there. I went to the bathroom 3-4 times. My stomach was cramping and felt tight. I didn't know if I could make it home since it hurt to sit up. I texted The Guy asking how he felt because I figured maybe it was food poisoning or something and I thought the fish we both had was the culprit. We ate the same things, so I figured he was feeling the same thing. I get a text back from him about 2 hours later and he wasn't feeling bad. He didn't feel great, but nothing unusual. I called him once and he didn't pick up because he was still working out. I had called him to ask if I could either go back to his place or if he'd follow me back to my house (at least halfway up the highway I live off of) so that I could be sure to get home safely. I didn't know that I could. He called at 8:50 and he wanted to know what was going on. I told him, and he said he didn't feel great, but it was probably that he was just working out. He hoped I felt better. We talked about eating the same stuff and how the salmon was the likely culprit, but who knows. I felt a little better as the night went on, but my stomach hurt most of the night. I do feel better this morning.
3 comments:
nice to hear about the guy again!
Just caught up on your blog...ON MY I-phone.
Hope I take it back, the data and voice plan is
expensive, but it's wowing me a little.
Glad you and the Guy are having some
bust a nut fun again.
Sorry about the alleged food poisoning.
No fun.
Glad your feeling better.
Sam: You asked for it and now you got it... hehe
Closet: How is the phone? Any favorite apps? How is blog surfing on that? Congrats!!! I think you'll be happy, Mr. Mac Guy
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