Just Like Old Times

Woke up with a nasty hangover. Also to my apartment smelling strongly of smoke. On the stove was a pot with a shattered lid and a black mass inside. Sort of recalled starting to make pasta the night before. Damn. Roommate was great - all he said about it was "no more drinking for you" with a smile on his face. Cleaned up the mess, such as it was possible to clean up, ate some cereal, then headed over to Big Eric's.

His trick from the night before was still there, but much friendlier this morning. He also doesn't speak English, so they'd been using a translator app. Dropped him off at his cousin's house, then headed over to the SDYP BBQ. There weren't a lot of people there, maybe 10, but there was great energy. New playmate Steve showed up, and seemed to have a good time, I think. I texted Dale to see if he was coming - he was cleaning up the office for Jack's birthday. Jack texted me shortly thereafter, requesting cookies for his bday. I hadn't heard back from Cub Club about the fetish night, but even if I did, I would've had time to bake.

Had an older gent over while I waited for Dale & Jack to finish dinner. He had trouble getting hard, so used a vac pump and a cock ring. It was an experience. He seemed to want to stay overly long, but eventually I had to go.

Up at Jack's, the first thing I did was give Diva and Hershey a cookie, and then take them for a walk, because apparently that's what I mean to them. There are worse things. The PB cookies came out just fine, and it was nice to catch up with the boys, though it didn't turn into a 3 way like I was kind of hoping. We stayed up watching FullMetal Alchemist, which is a surprisingly good anime. Didn't finish watching it, and I never heard back from Cub Club, so I read synopsis of the series when I got home instead of going out.