Fuck Yes

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Woke up a little hungover, a little confused about the night before, and with a bowl of pasta, "meatballs," and "mozzarella" next to my bed. I drank some water, had a vitamin and my happy pill, and managed to sleep for another hour. Caught up on some emails, chatted with some boys, laid down but didn't sleep anymore. One of the boys who was hitting me up seemed kind of high, in that he was taking overly long to get back to me. I figured it was either that or he was hitting up other boys at the same time, and was going to go with the most attractive he could get of the bunch. There are some aspects of the online scene I'm not so wild about.

En route to his place, it turned out to be the former, as he texted "we're parTying a little, is that okay?" The fact that there were other people there when none had been mentioned previously is very, very, very typical of users. The only other guy there when I got there was Armando, the gent I had made cum from a bj a few months back. He was pretty high. The host wasn't so high, and we had a great mix of intimate, hardcore fucking, together with chatting and joking. Oh, and it was on cam. Not being downloaded, but streamed live.

Another boy, Aiden, showed up; the host took him into the bathroom with needles and things. Armando fucked me sort of on cam...he didn't seem to notice the giant screen only showing part of us, and it took a few minutes to get him to back up. He lost his hardon pretty quickly, and his Grindr kept going off. Host and Aiden came back, fucked for a little while, and then I inserted myself.

Literally.

I motherfucking DP'd Aiden with the host. It wasn't as amazing as I'd heard, nor did I feel the kind of intimacy with the other top that I'd heard. I did feel a sort of a kinship with the bottom - I've been there, I know what that feels like. Maybe next time I'll relax a little more and it'll be every bit as magical as reported.

Several guys watching said they came from it. Aiden took a break, the host fucked me on cam a while longer, and then we all took a break. Some dickhead of a viewer said we all had Tina dick. Not that at least one, and probably two of the guys there didn't, but we'd been fucking in various combinations for almost 2 hours....I think porn culture has made people unable to distinguish a live show from a movie you can just rewind.

As it had been 2 hours at this point, and I was fairly hungry, I bid the boys adieu. It's certainly not the only issue I have with boys who parTy, but it might be the most consistent; a 2 hour fuckfest is a good extended time by any rational person's standards. To a person high on meth, it's just the start of several days. It could be several days of fucking, or it could be several days of sitting around texting and stroking limp dicks.

I do love that I can keep up with parTy boys. I can get into their head, as long as they're not so high as to be out of their head, and join them on their trip. One of the best compliments Peter ever gave me was that some of the sex we'd had was just as good as the best sex he'd had while high. That is crazydiculous praise.

Tim had texted while I was busy. For someone who doesn't like when I text in front of him, he sure is high maintenance about me responding to his texts. We agreed to meet up later, and I went for a swim at the Balboa pool. At least, I tried to. Lanes were all full, with a waiting list. I worked out, briefly, but only got through 16 min of cardio and a bunch of crunches. Went home and napped for a long while - not really surprising, I suppose, given the weekend I'd had.

Tim came over much later than originally scheduled - I guess he'd also fallen asleep. We went grocery shopping, chatted about this and that, he talked to his mom for about an hour or so, and we said goodbye around midnight.