I Need A Leash For My Mind
Aug. 31st, 2012 01:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryMy alarm went off at 6am, and in the time it took me to figure out what that terrible sound keeping me from sleeping was, I remembered that I had to be at YogaBear's place at 8. Got there at 8:10, met the other photographer and the other model. Both furry granola types, but very nice. We talked about all manner of things on the way out - life, careers, porn, modeling, relationships. Finally got to De Anza Springs, which is a nudist colony or something. I had thought I was going to be shooting with the other model, but instead, the photographers did solos for about an hour and a half with both of us, then switched. Hot as fuck there. Not good for my hard-on. I think we got some good shots, though.
All the heat, ab and cock flexing apparently took a lot out of me, because I was exhausted when I got home. I considered not going to PS, but I've already canceled on the boys several times, and it's often just anxiety making me stay. Roommate needed me to take him to the bank, and was heading to the gym after that. He gave me $620, which is $5 less than his half of the rent, and makes 3 months in a row he hasn't given me anything for the utilities. I don't want to be a dick about this, but I'm already the one making sure the rent and utilities get paid on time each month. It's really not fair to me that this sort of nickel and dime estimation should be constantly shorting me.
I opted to go to the gym with him, and had a decent workout. Well, a decent part of a workout, because Tim texted at 5:30 that he was on his way from Mesa. Showered and got in my car, only to get another text from Tim estimating he would be there around 7ish. WTF. No, 7pm will not work. I needed to get on the road to PS, and didn't feel like putting it off further to accommodate whatever had just popped up.
Since my bag was already packed from the morning, there wasn't much to do. I listened to my new mix on the way, and it made the trip seem much shorter. Only Todd and Carl were there - David was on a trip with a client, and wouldn't be back until the next day. Carl went off to Hunters, to get some flagging in before the Bridezillas descended on the place. I showered, and showed up just a little later. I saw Brian Turner, James Carver, and Keith there. Keith said "Ah, I wondered who I was fucking this weekend!" but then left with the other boys. Brian Woof'd at me on Scruff, but never answered back after that. Todd had a trick at All Worlds, so I stayed with Carl. We left not long after - for all that the boys are very very very open, Carl seems to be more affected by jealousy than Todd. He wondered if we should go to AW or CCBC, but opted for the latter to give Todd his space, and because I'd never been to CCBC before.
The grounds were huge, and I noticed a cute European guy cruising me while Carl gave me the tour. Except that everytime the guy would follow us into a room and start touching himself, it was time to move to the next room. He finally got fed up and just walked up to me and started making out. I blew him in a corner, he rimmed me, but wanted to use a condom and I didn't have any. His stuff was out by the pool, so we fucked in the open there. It was okay, but my mind wasn't there. I was thinking about the parts of the grounds I hadn't seen, wondering if I was going to come home the next day, or Monday, or.....it occurred to me that it was ridiculous to be thinking these things while getting pounded. Exchanged emails with the guy after he finished, then started back on the tour. Ran into an attractive furry gent with a big personality, and was mildly surprised when he bent over for me to fuck him. Ok. It wasn't quite the show I had put on with the European guy, and my mind wandered even more, but at least my dick worked. I pretended to cum, then went to grab my phone so I could wait for Carl. He intercepted me, having also finished, and we went home.
We got home around 2:30. Todd still wasn't there, and though a very very handsome man was hitting me up on Scruff, I opted to go to bed instead.
All the heat, ab and cock flexing apparently took a lot out of me, because I was exhausted when I got home. I considered not going to PS, but I've already canceled on the boys several times, and it's often just anxiety making me stay. Roommate needed me to take him to the bank, and was heading to the gym after that. He gave me $620, which is $5 less than his half of the rent, and makes 3 months in a row he hasn't given me anything for the utilities. I don't want to be a dick about this, but I'm already the one making sure the rent and utilities get paid on time each month. It's really not fair to me that this sort of nickel and dime estimation should be constantly shorting me.
I opted to go to the gym with him, and had a decent workout. Well, a decent part of a workout, because Tim texted at 5:30 that he was on his way from Mesa. Showered and got in my car, only to get another text from Tim estimating he would be there around 7ish. WTF. No, 7pm will not work. I needed to get on the road to PS, and didn't feel like putting it off further to accommodate whatever had just popped up.
Since my bag was already packed from the morning, there wasn't much to do. I listened to my new mix on the way, and it made the trip seem much shorter. Only Todd and Carl were there - David was on a trip with a client, and wouldn't be back until the next day. Carl went off to Hunters, to get some flagging in before the Bridezillas descended on the place. I showered, and showed up just a little later. I saw Brian Turner, James Carver, and Keith there. Keith said "Ah, I wondered who I was fucking this weekend!" but then left with the other boys. Brian Woof'd at me on Scruff, but never answered back after that. Todd had a trick at All Worlds, so I stayed with Carl. We left not long after - for all that the boys are very very very open, Carl seems to be more affected by jealousy than Todd. He wondered if we should go to AW or CCBC, but opted for the latter to give Todd his space, and because I'd never been to CCBC before.
The grounds were huge, and I noticed a cute European guy cruising me while Carl gave me the tour. Except that everytime the guy would follow us into a room and start touching himself, it was time to move to the next room. He finally got fed up and just walked up to me and started making out. I blew him in a corner, he rimmed me, but wanted to use a condom and I didn't have any. His stuff was out by the pool, so we fucked in the open there. It was okay, but my mind wasn't there. I was thinking about the parts of the grounds I hadn't seen, wondering if I was going to come home the next day, or Monday, or.....it occurred to me that it was ridiculous to be thinking these things while getting pounded. Exchanged emails with the guy after he finished, then started back on the tour. Ran into an attractive furry gent with a big personality, and was mildly surprised when he bent over for me to fuck him. Ok. It wasn't quite the show I had put on with the European guy, and my mind wandered even more, but at least my dick worked. I pretended to cum, then went to grab my phone so I could wait for Carl. He intercepted me, having also finished, and we went home.
We got home around 2:30. Todd still wasn't there, and though a very very handsome man was hitting me up on Scruff, I opted to go to bed instead.
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