Hey You Need to Leave

Not many men speak of it these days,  at the beginning of this era of blogs, which I have set to be around 1998 ... it was more gay bloggers, detailing the events, happenings, romps and stomps, an occasional very connective written entry about a long heated sweaty night.

These days our lil blog world is TAME....talking about walking dogs, film fests, eating out... etc etc....

Let me turn to a page this Friday, in the hiv world of gay men, there are circles that provide a personal contact with other hiv gay men.,,, yes Group Sex... 3somes, 4somes... but mostly 3somes.... 

On Friday night by bud JMan decided to call me up, say he had a guy he wanted me to meet, introduce me to, have a lil fun.... The guy was new to the gay scene, but was dealing with the rejection of casual sex by his status.... .. he was a lil bit depress....   J thought that we could have nice long session, say 3 hours, casual no pressure, more erotica, toys, good poppers.....and talk about our journeys in the Land of Sex, Videos, and Rock and Roll.... as Gay men..... So I am calling him C...  As I am and always have  been comfortable in my own skin, being naked among friends ...  gives me a shared sense of  the true brotherhood of Gay Men.. Thus J came over and we arranged the bedroom for the thousand time, put the rubber sheet on, turned what C wanted to watch on the pornhub, displayed a few vibes (the new ones come with remote control) plug or two . and Bertha .. the newest addition to the Toy Chest.. associated cock rings.. and the best lubes... certainly the best poppers from Mr. S Leather.

C arrives, J meets him at the front door, I can hear him saying I'm in the bedroom and telling C to its going to be a nice quiet evening of talking, rubbing, and getting to know each other....... J and C has been having a lil play time for about 6 weeks. J as they round the dining room door says to C.. Now Tom is very comfortable being naked.. so he is going to be laid up in that four poster bed.. naked...dont be shocked.. he is a bear of a man.. 

As C walks into the room... his stare is direct to me, the eyes have made contact, C cracks a lil joke and says I look like Henry 8th without a beard ready to receive Anne Boleyn, As C undresses, the first tell take sign that he is comfortable with his new environment as he drops his short pants, which reveal a jock strap and a hard erect cock. ( Yes Cock Gentlemen, not a Dick... these new gay men, who have never heard of Tom of Finland, can't understand that its a Cock...please... roll that word off your tongue... CoCK.. it even sounds so much sexier than Dick, sorry for the digression)

J, C, and Me... up in the bed.. wedged C between J and me, and calmed him down, took our time, talked of gay bars where u had to be buzzed in, of passing notes on napkins around the bar to an admired guy.... and our coming out stories, lives of folks that have passed, and C experienced the art of erotica massage developed by S Percy OBGYN.. my mentor and friend.. 

At the last of the conversation when I thought it was going well... C informed us that he was living in a sober living house... .. The Bomb dropped from C's mouth, explored as J and I jumped out of the bed. We both simultaneously said.. U have to leave.. we are not going to participate with a person going thru recovery.... recovery teaches you that a person shouldn't have any sexual encounter for at lest 6 months, but more like one year....  Sex and Recovery just don't usually go hand in hand.

Then J and I spent the next hour explaining and helping C understand that his sobriety was our concern also, but it must be his primary .. Sex could lead to relapse and worse... 

We believe that after that lil episode .. maybe we need to have a committee to review the applicants.....for the hospitality room.... LOL

The Bitter Pill...... Still Lingers. ... I tasted it this Morning Once More

 This morning I rose fairly early, being it was Monday, trash day (we have pick up twice a week, Monday and Thursdays) in the Lil City be the Red...

So, after a week of no garbage/trash pickup.... I had three black bags and cardboard boxes.... Recycle.. Please that went out the Window during the 20 years ago... 

Having missed all week from work, there is no provision for working from home for part time employees..thus missing the approx 900 dollars for 17.5 hours of part time work... last week.

All that said.... as I walked into the office today, I saw a new face, fresh I am told from Law School, fresh young, vibrant... he was sitting by what I should say will be his mentor in the misdemeanor section of the office...... This Mentor turned to me as I walked into the office, Hey..... lets put him in TW's office.... 

After I casted my eyes upon those gathered, that Bitter Pill emerged from my throat.... I bit that Pill and the venom flowed as my Oratorial Skills Began to spew the built  up  of disgust I have been holding back for the last few weeks..

Those gathered clinched the arms of their office chairs, as I then tried to calm myself and become that person with a monotone low voice..... I concluded that the agreement was written in my book, on page 33, signed, delivered... with No Exceptions Period....  

I tasted one more time that bitter pill..... I am not sure how long I will have to taste it, nor do I know how long I can continue to swallow the bitterness which flows from it..... 

Its reality in the Land of Politics... delivered in a Louisiana sort of way

Photos of the 7 Days of Frozen Louisiana.. The last of the Sleet, Snow, Frozen Left Today..... Bye Bye

 Here is the the Photos from the Last 7 days.

It's Almost Gone...... Damn Right Gone... Almost... Don't Come Back

 Hello.. The Sun is out.... Photos to come later..... 

Fuckin' Snow....  We like Snow for Only about 24 hours... enough to make a small Snow Man... place a carrot for his nose.....and then let him Melt Away.....

No.....That didn't occur...... almost five days for Freezing Temps, of Sleet, of Snow, of Ice.... 

Today, I got a small limited InstaCart of Groceries...not much... but its ok.... and I am almost out of firewood...which...is not a bad thing........

However, once in say 50 years is Enough.!!!!

I hope  next week starts out fairly normal.... Red Beans Rice on Monday... all Hail Please

Snow Snow and again Today Snow

 We, here in the Lil City by the Red are beginning our Third, Yes Third Snow Day, unprecedented....

Three days in the row......never in my Life Time has there been three days of snow, maybe an afternoon or early morning before sunrise snow. The snow has been on the ground frozen for three solid days.

Makes you think about a lot of mind blowing, what is coming next, sort of thoughts

Cold.....

 It's Cold... that's all I can say.... I think its the coldest I have known... it will be here in a few hours..and the snow will be here on Tuesday

M. Cajun -2

 I heard sporadically from M.Cajun over the last week. He is busy working on some pipeline repair site up in the hills of South Carolina .... 

I am into my second week of 17.5 hour weeks, there seems to be some undertones here at the office. I'm not sure of what that means, but certainly I feel an awkward unease... The Office is changing for sure... and my part time work is indicating that there could be more "events" coming down the road.

Not much else is going on, other than a lil bit of cold weather, it suppose to snow here after Sunday and Mardi Gras has been called off.. 

I hope to get the shot here fairly soon, seems that my antibodies are still working. 

Him. M.Cajun

Its been a week almost... he is at this second home up in the far reaches of northern Alabama.. towards the Ga Line... 

We continue to text back/forth....  truly he is my equal in all ways.. just younger .. at 41.. its was the precisely the spark that I needed at the time... ... He should be back down this way.. in a few weeks... it certainly lets me decide how far to take the friendship... and it will be a friendship.. he understands that he can only get maybe 15 years and ten years would be good years in the friendship... but I am sure the first three will light his fire if he stays around or as the truth be told.. he drops in for a day or so... 

Thats all except my new work schedule... which I think might be to my advantage when it all boils down.. have to wait and see... 

I am going to call Mr. Man.. M.Cajun..

Stars Heaven Could Maybe Help Me... Please are y'all aligned ... Please

 The Cosmos gives and takes....... 

My 17.5  hour job started today with almost half salary and new work hours that are flexible..... 

I'm waving my Hand Good Bye and leaving that topic alone.... I have a job, one and half retirements already coming in ... and almost no bills,,,,,,

The Cosmos arrived at my door step on Friday evening to a Cajun Man, with true Cajun skin eyes and smile... HE Now has entered my Life...  I am Not sure how long he will be here.. he transverses the South for Work.......He is 41, 6'5" tall, shoulder length hair, a chest to die for, .. he is no Twink No Metro Sexual...  When we talked I told him about Pig Week....his eye lit up that searchlight over London.... he didn't back off the comments of the thoughts I was drooling out my mouth about what he and I could do....

But he is much more than that... for the first time since JP and I broke up... I have a MAN that is interested in me for me... a Man that has a Heart... Who is LIKE ME.... 

He was on the road to another work site up North and stopped by the house.  From the Moment he stepped out off that Black Denali Truck.... the swagger of all the Ghost in my life came upfront.. all my wishes, desires, wantings had just stepped out onto this bricks... I was face to face with HIM.... 

This matter is too early to call.... I hope the road is long and winding ... not short with a dead-end... 

I hope he makes the effort that I do...

Most of the time some one.... then the old paranoid politico in the brain starts..... I met and within 48 hours I have found good reason to run, haul ass, block the number, etc... but not this one... this one keeps.

No Sireeeee Not this time Pray Tell..Lets hope so.,