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Saturday - Stupidly stayed up playing video games the night before, and was too excited to sleep much anyway. Met Alex, Steve, and his bf for brunch, then hitched a ride to the port with them. Set my stuff down, met my roommate. Nice older gentleman - he offered to go for a walk if I ever needed to room for a guest, I offered to just let him watch. :-)) Posted my pics on the door, and as I was posting the TJ Maxx "Active Bottoms" sign, a gorgeous couple walked past to check into their room, mentioning how much they like active bottoms. Got a text from Tim that he was in the area and wanted to see me before I left. I hadn't seen him all week, and like some kind of cliche romantic comedy, went running down the pier just before we sailed. Headed down to Matt/Jason/Daniel's cabin after, had a drink or two, went up for the safety drill. Got ready for the underwear party, visited Bobby and Ken in their room, got introduced to their friend Chris, had another couple drinks. The dance floor was weird. Bright red & blue lights, sort of stumbling around....eventually had to pee, so went back down to my room. Chris came with me, and I didn't realize until he started making out with me that he probably intended sex. While we're going at it, I heard my roommate jacking off..Chris looked up, shrugged, and focused back on me. :-)) I meant to stay up for Abel's afterhours set, but just managed to stumble around upstairs until it started around 3:30 and then crashed.

Day 2 - Woke up slightly hungover, vowed not to drink as much on the rest of the cruise. Ran into Steve having breakfast - poor guy had gone to bed at 8, slept through the whole night. Went to the gym, which was CRAZY busy, walked around the boat a little. Didn't have any interest in the "Project Runway" that was going on poolside, so tried to doze in the sun. That was unsuccessful, but Carl, a gorgeous guy with a short blond mohawk sat down next to me and we started chatting. I thought it was pretty funny going through the basics of an A4A profile through conversation. I prefer to play with all parties when it's a couple - he's in an open relationship and they don't play together. Eventually we go back down to his room and have crazy wild fun. This position, that position, standing, kneeling, hanging....Good times. His partner kept walking in, and he explained that he's usually pretty fast with tricks. Eventually, he came and his partner, Todd, came back. The 3 of us chatted for a while before they broke their "no 3 ways" rule. We were diiiiirty. Like, even I wouldn't post details like that kind of dirty. It was awesome. I even topped, and unfortunately came.
I guess it was good that I came, because it enabled me to get a quick nap in. Matt & the boys were down in his room having a drink, so I joined them. Met their friend Jeremy, who was delightful and seemed amused by my tales of debauchery. It was suddenly time for the Dog Tag T-Dance, so we all got ready. Was a little tipsy for someone who just decided not to drink very much, but had an absolutely great time dancing. DJ even played "Don't Leave Me This Way" by Thelma Houston towards the end. After the party, we all went to dinner in one of the main dining rooms. Unfortunately, the service was sluggish, and there was really nothing for me to eat anyway. On the plus side, I noticed an ADORABLE gent at the table next to me. Was feeling like a schoolboy - too shy and too young (and drunk) to talk to him, so I just excused myself, ran upstairs for a bite and some water, then headed down to watch Kimberly Locke. She was a'ight. Took her a while to find her groove - her new EP is fantastic. Very dancey.
Sort of reluctantly got ready for the Shine party because really, Shine? Outside of an excellent Cyndi Lauper song, I thought the event planners must surely be getting desperate. As soon as I looked out on the deck, though, I rethought my position. LEDs, glitter, glow sticks, sequins. There was a tremendous amount of creativity. I think my favorite were the SF boys with party hats on their foreheads, feather boas trailing down their backs, and harnesses. Bondage unicorns! Saw Lawrence towards the back of the boat, so made my way towards him. Got immediately propositioned by a short, not terribly attractive couple, and just as quickly politely rejected by them when I told them I was positive. No skin off my back. Especially since just a few minutes later, I got propositioned by another gent named Chris from SF.
Roommate was sleeping again, but this time just rolled over and kept sleeping. Chris was fun, but too tipsy. I topped for a while - even wore a con-dom, then he topped me. He went to his cabin, I went back up on the dance floor. Music was great. Briefly attended the afterhours, but the music sort of sucked and everyone was cracked out. Crashed around 4:30-5.

Day 3 - Cabo! That I didn't go to. Hit the now empty gym, but spent most of my day being sick. There was no T Dance, and the evening party was "That 80's party." Nothing against the music involved, but much of what was being played wasn't actually dance music. I briefly chatted with an older couple before heading back inside and grabbing some pasta with marinara. The adorable gent from dinner the night before sat down. His name is Alex, he's English, and he has an open relationship with his partner, but I was too sick to do anything. Finally went to bed around 3ish.

Day 4 - Woke up feeling quite refreshed. Gym, then managed to catch Dixie Longate's bingo - she remembered me! And invited me to dinner. Got ready for the 70's T Dance. It was okay. I was glad I heard Thelma Houston earlier in the week, because they didn't play it. :-/ I did get to meet the fabulous Tragedy Ann, a Sister of Perpetual Indulgence from the year before, and made a couple new friends as well. Attended the showing of "Garage Band", by the ship's singers and dancers. Honestly, it was phenomenal. Or at least, the performers were. Not necessarily such great choreography or song choice, but they really elevated the material. Where ever they could, they even made it a gay show. The hero had a picture of a boy in his locker, sang to one for one of the slow numbers, etc. An absolute joy. Grabbed a quick bite of dinner, then got ready for the Wild Party. Didn't take much, since my costume just consisted of a jock strap and a loin cloth. I really didn't care for the music, which was just tribal. No vocals, no melody, just a bunch of drums. It was so hot and muggy that just standing on the dance floor I was sweating heavily. I ran into Dr. Bob from last year's trip, and we took a break to his cabin. Really more of a favor to him than anything else. Back upstairs, I ran into Todd, who mentioned how much fun he had with me, and how I'm a great mix of tender and Piglet. :-)) I'm always reluctant to sleep with people more than once, and especially on the cruise, and I was also wary of getting injured from overuse, but eventually acquiesced.
It was amazing. Where my 3 way with him was filthy, sweaty, sexed out sex, the 1-1 was sweet, tender, and he even said he loved me towards the end. Carl came back a couple times with a trick, but just pulled the curtain over the hallway and fucked there.
I was pretty eager to get to the afterhours - Abel was spinning, and I really wanted to hear that song. Having not napped, I was pretty tired, and like all the afterhours, the place was cracked out, but Abel is a great DJ, so I still danced an awful lot. A short Columbian with a large personality approached me, wanting me to go play with him somewhere, and seemed not to understand the concept of "staying on the dance floor, looking for this song." Party ended around 7 (8?), and I asked Abel (who still hadn't played it), and he said that he wants to release the track, but can't get the rights to it. Went to bed dejected.

Day 5 - Woke up around 11:30, went to lunch. Justin told me that for a large portion of the night, the spotlight was trained on my butt. Awwww! Eventually walked around Puerto Vallarta for a bit, just to see if there were any souvenirs I wanted...mostly just got asked by shop owners if I was looking for "senoritas." I know everything about me screams "raging heterosexual," so I just politely declined instead of correcting them.
Sat poolside with Jason & Alex, chatted with a gent named John, and ended up going back to his cabin. He was big, and rather liked that I didn't treat him like a penis with a person attached. On the way back up stairs, I ran into an older gentleman. He asked how my cruise had been, and me being high on life, I gushed about the whole experience. I guess a bunch of the folks had been complaining about this or that, so he was touched to hear someone be positive. Traipsed off to dinner, got ready for the 90's Diva party.
The music was fantastic. I was pretty clueless as to what to wear, but eventually grabbed my emergency snap fan as an accessory. Some NY queens (also equipped with snap fans) told me what a great dancer I was. Go me! Greg found me, we alternated dancing, chatting, and making out for most of the night. Todd was also there, but kept a respectful distance. Greg eventually wanted to go back to his room, but I wanted to dance more, and if I'm being perfectly honest, to play with Todd again. Todd was dancing with some other boys, but separated himself from them and came over to me. Back in his cabin, it was sweet and tender like last time, but even more so. He mentioned at one point that he loved me, and later mentioned that a friend from home had cautioned him against breaking too many hearts, but the only heart he thought the cruise would break would be his. I thought that last was laying it on a bit thickly, and it sort of helped to break the spell for me. Carl came back while we were going at it again, and pulled the curtain across again. He seemed a little frustrated after, mentioning that if he'd known it was me, he'd have just kicked us out. I joked that I was surprised he didn't recognize the tops of my feet by now....

Day 6 - Got invited to dinner with both Greg and Dixie, but opted for Dixie. Didn't get to chat with her much, but did have a great time with the other folks at the table. Feeling bad about leaving Greg the night before, I called and offered him a pre-dancing hook-up, but he wasn't in his room. Had dinner with Dr. Bob, enjoying the show of folks walking through in their White Party costumes. Tragedy Ann walked by, threw both arms in the air and shouted "ERIIIIC!" I was delighted to see her, and absolutely touched that she remembered me. Felt a sudden rush of energy, and nearly bolted downstairs to get ready after talking to her. Greg had left a message for me to stop by his room. He was okay - definitely into a lot more kink than me, but willing to scale it back to where I was comfortable. He said that most people inspired competitive/alpha dog feelings in him, but I inspired paternal/protective ones. Awwww. :-) Had a good time at the party, even though Abel never played my song, it was cold, and the dance floor was rapidly abandoned. Still had a great time, got to make out with the lighting designer, at least until it got too cold on the top deck. Chatted with some nice boys from Denver, who also knew Todd and Carl. Attended the afterparty, and passed by Daniel playing slots in the hall. Shockingly, saw him 10 min later in his underwear walking through the dance floor. Around 9 I figured I'd call it a night - got hit on a couple more times on the way back to the room, but was pretty done.

Day 6 - Woke up a few hours later, took my meds, then headed poolside and chatted with Mark and Mikey, and even ran into Todd. Went upstairs to book for next year's cruise, ran into Jeremy, and we decided to be roommates. Yay!
The "Into the Blue" T-Dance was just starting, so I headed over to check it out. Carl found me, explaining that he wanted to fuck me at least one more time. They had some complimentary drinks, watered down, but not bad. Carl left at one point to go say hi to someone, didn't come back for about 10 min, so I figured he'd found some more appealing fun. My meds were starting to kick in anyway, so I went back down to my cabin to rest. Laid down on my bed and started falling asleep...except I was falling directly into a dream that I was at dinner with friends, being a messy drunk. Kept trying to remind myself that I wasn't at dinner knocking people's drinks over, I was in my cabin, on my bed alone. The further I slipped into the dream, though, the harder it got to tell which was real. Oh, Sustiva; you could be so much fun if you weren't so freaky.
Woke up to a call from Jeremy - being now future roommates, he wanted to exchange contact info, and visit the almost over party. Back on deck, the crowd had shrunk considerably - maybe 150 people still there, and almost no one on the observation deck. I did happen to see my friend Phillip there, so went up to say hi. Figured out why there was no one up there when the wind about tossed me overboard. Still, it was nice being next to him, feeling the wind, and looking down on the crowd. Suddenly Meck's "Feels Like A Prayer" started playing, so I started dancing. By the end of the song, I guess about 30% of the crowd was watching me, and applauded. Absolutely amazing. I was starting to sweat, and I noticed Phillip was shivering so I gave him my hoody.
Back downstairs, I found Todd and Carl heading into the dining hall, and Carl opted to delay dinner to fuck me again. I was on such a high from performing, I had a hard time convincing him I wasn't ACTUALLY high on something. It was fun, if a bit awkward. I mentioned that he and Todd had probably been breaking hearts all week long, and he got distressed. At least, until he asked to fuck me missionary since I was too cute to fuck from behind. Charmers, the both of them! Dropped him off with Todd, who mentioned he also wanted one more go with me.
At the final dance party, lots of people were on drugs, I danced, chatted with some of the ship's crew, all of whom said I should pursue dancing.

Day 7 - Tim picked me up, and we headed back to Hillcrest. I probably shouldn't have, but I briefly mentioned Todd & Carl as part of the week's exploits when he asked. We're single now, but that doesn't mean it's comfortable for either of us.


I really feel like I'm FINALLY doing these cruises right. Other than the first day and 2nd afternoon, I really didn't drink much, and I was able to concentrate on making new friends, dancing and music. I opted just a little bit too much in favor of dancing over sex, but I'd rather that than vice versa.