Saturday, September 18, 2010

The Beat Drops,

Im so alone,
my heart feels like,
a broken soul
oo atuh ooh ooh oh no.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Fuck them all, Twice.

Well i finaly admitted to Johnathan that i liked him more that just random sex, it didnt go down very well.

It was through a text message sent in the midst of the night after finishing work at 4 in the morning, i'd had a few pints to cheer myself up and was feeling brave. He still hasnt replied, and even i explicitly stated that it was no deleration of love, it was just a case of the "i kind of like you"s, my friend KenF recived word from his boyfriend and Johnathans flatmate, that i had declared love and he has ran for the hills.

I cant say im surprised, he just wasnt that into me.

Although, my sex life has been picking up. I have a "straight" boy who likes to get fucked and splatted with cum, hes mildly interesting, several other kinky individuals as well, but my old fuck buddy is someone im staying clear of, for the purpose of this blog he will be known as Adam, as quite franky, hes my last ditch attempt when im desperate at 4am. Hes been getting a bit too attached to me in recent weeks so ive left him alone, once again he also works with me and Johnathan in Polo, he is also however a very bad grade club dj, 2 nights a week.

So sex is back on the menu, unfortunatly the special has been removed, because Johnathan is clearly a dick.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Dry White Male

Its been two weeks, two sexless weeks, its not quite my record 4 months with my ex, but its stil unforgivable.

Its not that i havnt been trying. Ive been sending messages all over the gay dating sites, as well as perving at all the boys in clubs and from the other side of the bar, as i recently returned to work in Glasgows busiest gay bar, The Polo Lounge, you would think id get some?

But alas the only person i want right now is too busy, despite the filthy text messages and graphic detail, he still wants the other man.

His name is Johnathan, but he isnt the him i mention in the previous blog, he will get one all his own, older than he looks at only 19, not very hairy, begining to thin on top severly aswell and doesnt brush his teeth. I know what your thinking, he doesnt sound too appealing, but he is sexy, he has the bad attitude, the sexy swagger, fantastic arse waiting to be used and abused, not to mention we hate/lust each other constantly, the arguments are almost legendary. After the first time i slept with him, and after id got interested in him, he was suddenly fixated on a Polish boy called Damien, who after starting work in Polo with us, had attracted a lot of attention. I couldnt see what they all found so stunning, he was just funny looking to me, but Johnathan didnt agree with me, and i lost the battle for his regular sex.

They didnt last very long and pretty much soon as, we started where we left off, lots of arguments, steamy kisses and handjobs, but every time i actually slept with him, he tried to get back with the polski, it infuriates me, and doesnt exactly keep my relationship with Damien sweet either, infact id say i hated the boy and as for Johnathan i feel like smashing his face in, whilst at the same time longing for his kiss again, willing him to touch me. I do wonder however, if the fact that Johnathan is th only man who ive ever let "up there", every one else ive ever had sex with has had me "up thiers", but does this mabey affect my judgement of the situation? Do i actually like him or is just because i let him too close?

I dare say il continue to wonder, considering hes already told me he is too busy tonight.........

Saturday, October 31, 2009

The Lowdown

Well after i moved to Glasgow a year ago from a small city further north, the back entrance to hell, if you will. My sex life has taken off.

Before the grand move, i was still a virgin, i was begining to discover my sexuality, only through sneeky trips at the back of the cinema with a guy called steve, who, trust me left a lot to be desired. Especially after he took me back to his university halls of residence, which, in rural scotland, also leaves a lot to be desired.

I moved into my own halls of residence, which after seeing steve's, i can say were very nice. Despite the contsantly changing plethera of strange, wonderful and sometimes crazy flatmates, existence was starting to look up. I got myself a job in Glasgows biggest gay bar, and gained lots of friends, and met up with lots of friends id spoken too over the years on the internet, when i was forever looking to pop my cherry.

I started an art and design course at a college not too far from the city, and instantly hated most of my classmates, but a few were ok, including one who lived two doors down from me in halls, and shared the same kitchen as me, Emma, who would unfortunetly she would eventually develop some problems and moved away, and Sandra, a closet lesbian who was obsessed with Xena warrior princess, the rest arnt worth a mention.

Then the sex happened.

It was a slow build up, it took me a while to get into it, but when i got there, it took off.
Greame
Brendan
Ross
Darren
Alan
J.P
Mike
Andrew
from August to January, and thats not counting the other stuff.
Dont call me a slut, i think its fun, the sexual revoloution has finally kicked in.

Then there was him.
But i'l leave him for another day.