Seattle Day 2 - Firsts

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Chip had some work to do at Early-ass o'clock, so left me sleeping next to Olive. I slept for what felt like forever, but got up just before 8am. Chip has "beach" front property, being right next to Puget Sound. The ground is covered in rocks instead of sand, which is probably not helping Olive's knees. Chip introduced me to Olive's favorite game - the Rock Game. One picks up a rock from beach and throws it into the water. Olive swims after it, and sometimes picks up a different rock from the water. She doesn't bring it back, but puts it down and waits for you to throw another one. We played the entire mile or so up and down the coast.

My parents called. They asked if I could meet them in Poulsbo. I asked if they could meet us half-way in Seattle. They asked if I could meet them in Poulsbo. I asked if they could meet 1/4 of the way in Bainbridge, and that way they wouldn't even have to take a ferry. They asked if I could meet them in Poulsbo. We'll talk about it later.

Chip's ex-wife dropped off her dog, Daphne. Daphne is a full Mastiff, and only too happy to remind you that she is a Pretty Pretty Princess.

I had a potential afternoon hook-up. A little wary, because he seemed more interested in talking about it than confirming it. Chip seemed excited. We had lunch, I washed the dishes, he took Daphne back while I showered, then headed into town. He showed me Pike Place, some of the places he swims, and when I still hadn't heard back from the hook-up, took me to the museum. The man at the desk was an older species of Gay - think Otho from Beetlejuice, or Cameron from Modern Family. They quipped back and forth, and he comped my ticket.

Got hit up by a new guy. He wanted me to piss in his mouth, which I've never done, so we went to another bar to have a drink and wait. Chip dropped me off and went to Safeway while I looked for the guy's house. Fastest hook-up ever. Chip was in the express lane checking out when I called him. He said I had the most adorable look on my face when he came to pick me up. I like new experiences. It was a new experience for him, too, as most of what we do is. He took me to Cafe Flora, a much higher class restaurant than I'm used to. I think we were really paying more for the ambiance, since the food wasn't any better than say, Loving Hut. We had a good time, though.

The first ferry going back was full, so we chatted in the car while we waited. He has bottomed for his ex, Baron, and Baron is vers, just not for him. Chip has never been the top with another man. We were back fairly late - Missy was gone, the sink was completely full of dishes and some were piled on the sides. Thomas normally takes plates out to his place, then brings them back when he can't see out the door. Olive was limping - I guess she'd played too much Rock Game in the morning. It occurs to me I would be wise to wait on getting a dog until I have a partner who can restrain my heedless indulgences.

Chip started taking my clothes off in the kitchen, but I needed to brush my teeth and the like, so went upstairs. He figured that Olive's leg would keep her from coming upstairs, and it did, for a little while. Just as we were getting really heavy, up comes Olive. Chip first tried to send her back downstairs, and when she wouldn't go, grabbed her by the collar and opened the closet door in slow motion. I didn't really want to answer questions about why I'd assaulted a man who flew me out to see him, so with just a bit of panic in my voice, I pointed out that a King bed is plenty big enough for the three of us, and Chip and I could go under the covers.

Day saved, I rode him, and his first time topping was reportedly wonderful. John Alaniz once mentioned that bottoms and tops live vicariously through one another. I think I do that much more than usual. I hate cumming, but feel very very satisfied, and even tired, after my partner cums.