Foot Shooting
Sep. 22nd, 2012 02:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryAl was having a couple guys over for a photo shoot in the morning, so I tried to get cleaned up early. It took forever, and I almost tapped out of the shoot altogether. There were two older Dutch gents, and a younger couple. One half of the younger couple, who is very into ball stretching and currently has 5lb weights attached, took a shine to me. His partner got uncomfortable, and no amount of entreating got him to join in. The photo shoot turned into a video shoot, which was a little awkward since we were all standing. It was a fine time, though.
Kevin Anderson wanted to meet us in town, so we took Chip's rented car in. He met us at one bar, took us to another, where he made out with me, dropped my pants, and had me feel his hard on through his jeans. Chip was uncomfortable, but didn't say anything. I'm not very good at saying "no," but I felt uncomfortable, too.
Adam Studley also wanted to meet us, to catch up and show us his apartment. We got sammiches from a vegan-friendly deli. I hadn't eaten at all that day, and figured that a single sammich wouldn't mess up my stomach for any possible festivities too much. There was no place to eat at the deli, so we took the sammiches back to Adam's place. It's nice; right in the heart of the Castro, and he makes enough to live alone. Chip and Adam seemed to get along just fine. It wasn't all that late, but Adam wanted some alone time, so we made our way over to Magnitude, only getting lost a couple times.
Chip had been mentioning his foot hurting all day, but was willing to still go to Magnitude. He's already paying for the trip, I'm not about to have him stand there on an injured foot while I dance and play. There was a HUGE line to get in, since it was just before they started letting in, and Chip managed to sell the tickets for quite a bit more than he paid, but still less than door prices. Everybody wins!
We were going to maybe meet Bill Branney at a bar, but texts from him were inebriated and sporadic. It was crowded at the bar we did go to. A throuple hit me up almost immediately upon entering, but Chip hugged me tight and wouldn't let go. *sigh* We saw a young Asian gentleman wearing a harness and a speedo, very fucked up out of his mind and splaying his legs all over the place, get bodily thrown out. Called it a night a little after midnight or so.
On the drive back, Chip mentioned that he'd thought I didn't really want to go to Magnitude, that his foot was fine. I...what?
Kevin Anderson wanted to meet us in town, so we took Chip's rented car in. He met us at one bar, took us to another, where he made out with me, dropped my pants, and had me feel his hard on through his jeans. Chip was uncomfortable, but didn't say anything. I'm not very good at saying "no," but I felt uncomfortable, too.
Adam Studley also wanted to meet us, to catch up and show us his apartment. We got sammiches from a vegan-friendly deli. I hadn't eaten at all that day, and figured that a single sammich wouldn't mess up my stomach for any possible festivities too much. There was no place to eat at the deli, so we took the sammiches back to Adam's place. It's nice; right in the heart of the Castro, and he makes enough to live alone. Chip and Adam seemed to get along just fine. It wasn't all that late, but Adam wanted some alone time, so we made our way over to Magnitude, only getting lost a couple times.
Chip had been mentioning his foot hurting all day, but was willing to still go to Magnitude. He's already paying for the trip, I'm not about to have him stand there on an injured foot while I dance and play. There was a HUGE line to get in, since it was just before they started letting in, and Chip managed to sell the tickets for quite a bit more than he paid, but still less than door prices. Everybody wins!
We were going to maybe meet Bill Branney at a bar, but texts from him were inebriated and sporadic. It was crowded at the bar we did go to. A throuple hit me up almost immediately upon entering, but Chip hugged me tight and wouldn't let go. *sigh* We saw a young Asian gentleman wearing a harness and a speedo, very fucked up out of his mind and splaying his legs all over the place, get bodily thrown out. Called it a night a little after midnight or so.
On the drive back, Chip mentioned that he'd thought I didn't really want to go to Magnitude, that his foot was fine. I...what?
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