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thepnutgalleryI was supposed to pick Ken up from the airport yesterday, but got there too late, and he took a cab home (even though I told him that I would be late >.<). Finally caught up with him, and gave a quick kiss hello before we went to Mo's so he could grab a bite to eat. The biggest news was that his ex-husband, Tom, is getting married. He said it put him in a weird state of mind. I was sympathetic, in the sense that I felt bad that he felt bad, but I didn't really understand what he was talking about. I think, somewhat ironically, that Anthony would have been a better person for him to talk to about that...we'll get to that after the re-cap, though.
After lunch, we went back to his place, browsed on a music site for a little while, and caught up on the making out/being together/sex...twice. First time was..um..intense, in a couple of ways and he was patient like usual. Second time, I rode him (at his behest), and tried hard not to think about what I looked like. Between sessions, we had a brief, vague, discussion on barebacking, and how much we'd like to once we each get tested. I'm sure there are some kinks there to be worked out. Last but not least, there was some mention of missing one another.....He mentioned that the e-card he had sent me the other day was going to be a "Moby" card, using the song "Honey" which would have been very sweet, but they don't make them anymore. I appreciate that he would have ^_^
Since I had missed class (yes, a Wednesday class, and for the 2nd week in a row!), we walked over to Amarin for wine & dinner, which had a weird, official feeling to it (the dinner experience, not the place). The food was excellent, though I spent too much. Walked back, feeling/talking a bit tipsy, and then Ken drove to Henry's so I could pick up artichokes for this weekend. Back at his place, we were coupley on the couch before retiring and being coupley in his room. Tipsy had given way to sleepy, so we just made out and went to sleep, rather than giving an encore performance. Really, I could probably have gone again, but I try not to have sex unless I'm reasonably certain of things.
Only downside to my afternoon was feeling guilty, which I need to talk to someone neutral and knowledgeable about. I feel like most of the people I could talk to about it have an agenda. An agenda with the absolute best intentions, but an agenda which would, nonetheless, influence their advice.
After lunch, we went back to his place, browsed on a music site for a little while, and caught up on the making out/being together/sex...twice. First time was..um..intense, in a couple of ways and he was patient like usual. Second time, I rode him (at his behest), and tried hard not to think about what I looked like. Between sessions, we had a brief, vague, discussion on barebacking, and how much we'd like to once we each get tested. I'm sure there are some kinks there to be worked out. Last but not least, there was some mention of missing one another.....He mentioned that the e-card he had sent me the other day was going to be a "Moby" card, using the song "Honey" which would have been very sweet, but they don't make them anymore. I appreciate that he would have ^_^
Since I had missed class (yes, a Wednesday class, and for the 2nd week in a row!), we walked over to Amarin for wine & dinner, which had a weird, official feeling to it (the dinner experience, not the place). The food was excellent, though I spent too much. Walked back, feeling/talking a bit tipsy, and then Ken drove to Henry's so I could pick up artichokes for this weekend. Back at his place, we were coupley on the couch before retiring and being coupley in his room. Tipsy had given way to sleepy, so we just made out and went to sleep, rather than giving an encore performance. Really, I could probably have gone again, but I try not to have sex unless I'm reasonably certain of things.
Only downside to my afternoon was feeling guilty, which I need to talk to someone neutral and knowledgeable about. I feel like most of the people I could talk to about it have an agenda. An agenda with the absolute best intentions, but an agenda which would, nonetheless, influence their advice.
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