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thepnutgalleryBrad came in some time around 3 or so and snuggled up next to me. I think he was hoping to get laid, but that's kind of what he went to DILF for. A continuing theme with him would also be an unawareness of space. He'd previously mentioned that he was a cuddler. He didn't mention that he liked to take up the whole bed even when he wasn't cuddling.
I woke up before him and noticed my phone wasn't charging anymore. Thankfully, I already have a backup that I bought the last time my phone died. I was at my desktop setting up the new phone when I turned around to see him jerking off. Oh, alright. I took a video of him fucking me, and he wanted to go for longer, but I had a schedule for us to keep.
The suit I bought was unfortunately too large, so I put on another pair of underwear beneath it to keep my junk in place. Brad kept suggesting he wear his kilt, but also fluffing himself up so his erection poked out. This is Pride, not Folsom, and you will get arrested.
Our first stop was Erik's pre-parade brunch, and Erik lives very close to me, so that's nice. We were there a bit early, but that gave us the chance to chat a little better. FHA had already started drinking, I met Stephen. FHA was somewhat concerned about the Twitter "admirer" who sent me a very very detailed marriage fantasy. Erik worried that it might be unhealthy, but that's really just not a consideration for me.
We had to leave that party just as more people were arriving. Stopped at home so I could switch out phones, then left for Jim's party. Warren had driven down and was looking for parking, but still hadn't found it by the time we got to the party. I'd given my parking spot to Tim, but he was busy with boat stuff and finally conceded he wasn't likely to make it for the Parade, so I let Warren use it instead.
Jim's party was awesome. I had a single drink while there (two for the day so far), chatted with a bunch of folks, including a tall, handsome gent named Paulo. He's from Brazil, and speedos and less are the norm on those beaches, regardless of body type. Talked a little with Jared (Chris and Jim's 3rd), Vick, and Jeff about maybe having an orgy later.
Warren had managed to find a spot with the Gaymers, but it was Ben who ran up and hugged me excitedly. Warren came up after him, and I tried to get us a picture together, but it didn't come out. Bummer. He did send me a text later in the day, telling me it was good to see me, and that I looked very cute in my Pride outfit.
David's place is on the other side of Hillcrest, but we stopped by my place on the way. Poor FHA had stopped by to use the restroom and gotten stuck talking to Drunk Richard. I persuaded him to come with to Davids, and on the walk over there we picked up several other party participants. Vick, Alexis, Raphael, etc. Unfortunately, I'd removed my under-undergarments at the first party, because people kept putting their hand down my pants and being upset about not getting skin. Not super upset. Not outwardly upset at all, actually, it just made me anxious that I was doing something wrong. So my junk was bouncing around again. Which only made me more anxious.
David's party was fun, though everyone there was much drunker than I was. His boyfriend really really wants me. David let me eat his ass, but I don't understand his hesitation, given that we've had sex many times, and I'm asking for a 3 way instead of meeting up with Matt 1-1. I also made tentative plans to have a 3 way at some point with Justin and Shaun. FHA didn't stay long. He had to sober up for his show, but the way he said goodbye clued me in that something was wrong, even if he wouldn't say what. The party itself didn't last much longer, but I'd met with a gent named Taylor who wanted to come with us to our next party, but also invited us to a pool party with Ryan and Aaron on the way.
The "pool" part of that party was a slight overstatement - really just an oddly colored hot tub. But I saw Mitchell and Tim, and chatted with a couple other folks before I moved us along to my place, and then Lyfted to the South Park party. It was a relatively small gathering, but they always are. I made friends with several people, including a stocky gent named Terry and and older guy named Rick. Josh, the first gent to approach me at The Hole a couple weeks ago, was also there. And there were two dogs, though I only got to pet one of them. I should probably have moved us along sooner, but Brad seemed to be having such a good time. I felt a little bad, because Warren messaged me after Glenn's, but eventually went home. Pride is a bad time to date someone.
Once it got dark, people started getting frisky in the pool, I blew Josh and Brad, Taylor got his dick sucked by Sunny. Josh came home with us, he and Brad took shrooms, we stayed up flip fucking. I ate Josh's ass for like and hour. Brad again took up most of the bed. We didn't make it to Foxhole, but I'm perfectly okay with that.
I woke up before him and noticed my phone wasn't charging anymore. Thankfully, I already have a backup that I bought the last time my phone died. I was at my desktop setting up the new phone when I turned around to see him jerking off. Oh, alright. I took a video of him fucking me, and he wanted to go for longer, but I had a schedule for us to keep.
The suit I bought was unfortunately too large, so I put on another pair of underwear beneath it to keep my junk in place. Brad kept suggesting he wear his kilt, but also fluffing himself up so his erection poked out. This is Pride, not Folsom, and you will get arrested.
Our first stop was Erik's pre-parade brunch, and Erik lives very close to me, so that's nice. We were there a bit early, but that gave us the chance to chat a little better. FHA had already started drinking, I met Stephen. FHA was somewhat concerned about the Twitter "admirer" who sent me a very very detailed marriage fantasy. Erik worried that it might be unhealthy, but that's really just not a consideration for me.
We had to leave that party just as more people were arriving. Stopped at home so I could switch out phones, then left for Jim's party. Warren had driven down and was looking for parking, but still hadn't found it by the time we got to the party. I'd given my parking spot to Tim, but he was busy with boat stuff and finally conceded he wasn't likely to make it for the Parade, so I let Warren use it instead.
Jim's party was awesome. I had a single drink while there (two for the day so far), chatted with a bunch of folks, including a tall, handsome gent named Paulo. He's from Brazil, and speedos and less are the norm on those beaches, regardless of body type. Talked a little with Jared (Chris and Jim's 3rd), Vick, and Jeff about maybe having an orgy later.
Warren had managed to find a spot with the Gaymers, but it was Ben who ran up and hugged me excitedly. Warren came up after him, and I tried to get us a picture together, but it didn't come out. Bummer. He did send me a text later in the day, telling me it was good to see me, and that I looked very cute in my Pride outfit.
David's place is on the other side of Hillcrest, but we stopped by my place on the way. Poor FHA had stopped by to use the restroom and gotten stuck talking to Drunk Richard. I persuaded him to come with to Davids, and on the walk over there we picked up several other party participants. Vick, Alexis, Raphael, etc. Unfortunately, I'd removed my under-undergarments at the first party, because people kept putting their hand down my pants and being upset about not getting skin. Not super upset. Not outwardly upset at all, actually, it just made me anxious that I was doing something wrong. So my junk was bouncing around again. Which only made me more anxious.
David's party was fun, though everyone there was much drunker than I was. His boyfriend really really wants me. David let me eat his ass, but I don't understand his hesitation, given that we've had sex many times, and I'm asking for a 3 way instead of meeting up with Matt 1-1. I also made tentative plans to have a 3 way at some point with Justin and Shaun. FHA didn't stay long. He had to sober up for his show, but the way he said goodbye clued me in that something was wrong, even if he wouldn't say what. The party itself didn't last much longer, but I'd met with a gent named Taylor who wanted to come with us to our next party, but also invited us to a pool party with Ryan and Aaron on the way.
The "pool" part of that party was a slight overstatement - really just an oddly colored hot tub. But I saw Mitchell and Tim, and chatted with a couple other folks before I moved us along to my place, and then Lyfted to the South Park party. It was a relatively small gathering, but they always are. I made friends with several people, including a stocky gent named Terry and and older guy named Rick. Josh, the first gent to approach me at The Hole a couple weeks ago, was also there. And there were two dogs, though I only got to pet one of them. I should probably have moved us along sooner, but Brad seemed to be having such a good time. I felt a little bad, because Warren messaged me after Glenn's, but eventually went home. Pride is a bad time to date someone.
Once it got dark, people started getting frisky in the pool, I blew Josh and Brad, Taylor got his dick sucked by Sunny. Josh came home with us, he and Brad took shrooms, we stayed up flip fucking. I ate Josh's ass for like and hour. Brad again took up most of the bed. We didn't make it to Foxhole, but I'm perfectly okay with that.
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