Archive for January, 2008

A Real Date

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008

Wow after all these hookups and online sex and one night stands I have had lately, I actually have a real date tonight. It wasn’t really planned, we met months ago and kept texting each other and finally said ok lets meet and somehow I offered to make dinner and now he’s coming over and for some reason I’m a little nervous. I think after all this random sex I’m in the mood for a little romance. And I’m not much of a cook but I called my mother (what’s a gay boy to do?) and she gave me some foolproof recipes.

Well if the food sucks we can just drink and fuck all night. I hope he doesn’t expect too much (except) my hot ass. I mean it’s a date and all but I don’t plan on playing hard to get. I mean does anybody do that anymore? It seems all gay men are just big horned up whores. Well I’m ready and the food is cooking and the table is ready and the wine is opened and my cock is hard and there are condoms by the bed (I’m dessert btw) so think I’m ready for my first real date in a long time if not my first one ever.

Oh shit there he is! Wish me luck and let’s hope he isn’t an asshole.

Blue Balled

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

I don’t know why but I haven’t been able to get laid recently. Just when I was becoming comfortable with my newfound whoreness I find myself in a dry spell. It’s kind of frustrating because I just spent the holidays with my family and of course I’m from a small town so I haven’t had any action lately. I wish we were filming right now so at least I would be getting fucked on camera.

But every guy I met this week either blew me off or flaked out on me or was an asshole. I guess we all have our dry spells even a young porn boy. But I’m tired of masturbating. I’ve just been whacking off all the time, because I’m so horny. My arm is really staring to hurt (Lol) Plus it’s so cold out and I don’t feel like going out much. I don’t like the internet thing so I won’t get any action that way. And since I do porn I’m not always into watching it. Oh well I guess it’s time to just curl up with a good book (yes I read sometimes, not as dumb as I look) although I would rather curl up with a hot stud.