No, No, & (should have said) No

Monday and Tuesday night I stayed over again at my friend's place. Previously identified as my new/old online friend he has requested his name be changed, lol. He's taken to calling me Brown Kitty, that'll make him a good Blue Dog... At any rate, I stayed at his place a couple nights. My hippie roommate was rather annoying and I didn't want to stay at home. (Did I mention naked hippie turned out to have her period and left her dried leakage on my bedcover! Nasty!!!). Thankfully she left Tuesday morning.

Tuesday night ended up being a slightly odd evening. The evening was originally set as a small group get together but everybody ended up having to cancel so there was just Blue Dog, me and another guy who's come out with us a couple of times before. Close to 7' tall German guy, a little touch of shy/nerdy/goofy but a handsome cutie. (Lol, it was a night with the giants! Blue Dog's pretty damn tall too). I've only met him a couple of times before and always in a large group setting but there's always been an unstated underlying mutual interest. Although it was originally supposed to be a group evening instead the personal attractions started getting a little interesting!

Initially I met 7' German, our usual friendly platonic. We went to meet Blue Dog.. the silent tension as they sized eachother up, me trying to simultaneously reassure one that the other is not a contender and the other that he means more to me than the contender... We don't have sex but we do sleep together and we do mean more to each other than makes sense, in our own weird way. He is kinda cracked and has some issues I haven't figured out yet (nothing dangerous though, but I tell him he's almost on the borderline of being too much for me, much more and I wouldn't be able to be friends with him). He's semi-resigned to his condition but I know it's got to be a struggle for him. He won't snuggle too close and I'm pretty sure it's because he's fighting himself from provocation. As the alcohol intake increased and Blue Dog and my close relationship was increasingly evident as the evening went on... Blue Dog's presence may have provoked 7' German to stronger actions than he would otherwise ;-p

There were at points some somewhat awkward moments balancing my affections between one and the other. Sitting between them at a booth, snuggling next to one and then back to the other. At another bar women eyed me up, watching me go back and forth between standing crutched between 7' German's legs sitting at the bar and dancing over to snuggle and play with Blue Dog sitting next to him. At the end of the night we'd found a little loungie bar with a pool table on it's own little semi-private balcony. It was a pretty slow Tuesday night and we didn't have much competition for the table. Two guys came up, one hung out, the other played with us. Another one of my friends showed up. (Platonic, with no sexual chemistry, a good friend most people think is gay). While my psuedo-gay friend played the other guy the three of us sat on the 2-seat couch, me lieing back in 7' German's arms with my legs over Blue Dog. Blue Dog and my pseudo-gay friend went to the bar and left 7' German and I alone. I kissed him. We kissed for a moment. We all left. I went home to sleep with Blue Dog.

Not all that eventful but interesting nonetheless.

That night the Dud called and luckily I was preoccupied. He tried again the next day and called later but but then I had figured out who he was and had put him on my 'X' calling list. Someone else tried getting in touch with me this week who wanted me to come by. I don't remember but someone else on the 'X' list.

Two No's.

Then from the other side there's been the disappearance of potential roomie #2. I think he wasn't happy about my report about him here in the blog. He seemed to have wanted me to rave on about his lovemaking skills and found my report to conservative. I did hear from him the next few days but once I wouldn't comment any more about it he hasn't written back to my emails.

Tueday night I was contacted by another guy from the past and we arranged to meet last night, Wednesday. We met once in the winter. He had contacted me from CLE about a golden shower. It was for a friend's bachelor party. Long story short, I remember masturbating in front of about 5 of them, one guy I didn't like, and the bachelor ended up chickening out from his fantasy wish. I sucked the bachelor off for a little while and I think he spanked me a little but mostly it was all the guy who had emailed me. Everyone left and he drowned me in the middle of the hotel suite.

There was some good and bad that night but he had been very sweet and protective when the one guy was being an asshole. Overall it was Hot!! My impression of him was good and we had wanted to see each other again.

First of all it was late and Bach Party was a pain in the ass to meet, I nearly headed for the bus station twice (before and after, hungry as always i found the diner). When we did finally get together and once at his place he insisted on being just too rough with me. I came a couple of times but the negatives outweighed the positives, it was not enjoyable. I was way tired and thereby easily convinced to stay put for the night. In the morning I asked for cab money and he literally gave me cab money! F'n bastard. Then I got home and realize he left the camera when he moved my purse and now I have to stroke his ego to try and chase my camera down. Bastard!!!

No, No, & shoulda been a Big, Fat NO! :-[