Rehire Date

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Scott texted me in the morning to let me know he was on his way down, so I got cleaned up, told Julian I might go in early. I spent the morning browsing through music and taking care of some other online errands. I tried to watch porn again, and I got a little further than last time but it still wasn't what I was looking for. When Scott notified me he was just waiting for the room to be ready, I invited him here to wait and watch Happy Endings with me & Julian but didn't hear back. Julian wavered all morning, and I suggested that if he was at a crossroads, to nudge himself towards Beard Jane instead of Max when he thinks about my job. I felt good walking out the door. Managed to find parking only a few blocks up, near Cal Western, and kept my irritation at bay. I'd meant to be there at 3:30 exactly, but my stomach was a dick at the last minute. Not that I anticipated bottoming, but I do love being fingered. We chatted very briefly before getting naked, then more during a couple breaks. For all that I'm quite industrious at my studies, I'm really a novice edger. My mind ran about a thousand miles per minute, all about trying to anticipate what he wanted, analyze past and present encounters, figure out my own feelings on all of this. There was an interesting climax, so to speak, as I'd just hit poppers and felt pretty euphoric. Wait, but if I feel euphoria now, is it just me fooling myself with Julian? No. Whatever the fucking cause of the euphoria - poppers, weed, sex, etc., it's awesome. And if love is part of that, awesome. Shoo, troll. Love multiplies, it doesn't divide. I was absolutely in love with David when we last fucked, etc. etc., and I am so excited for Julian to find a million more people he loves so he can share all the unique hues all our various vibes produce. And to see what our vibration evolves into from all of this. At one point, Scott and I were outside on the balcony making out and stroking each other. My cock tends to be shy. All my various control issues from various sources, plus some physical quirks where I'm uncomfortably sensitive, I mostly prefer to just stroke my own. We had a scene going that I didn't want to disturb, so I just started fantasizing. All about Julian and the various sexual configurations I want to engage in with him. Mostly related to felching. Success! And at another point, Scott was stroking my cock and hitting those uncomfortably sensitive spots, but I just sort of leaned into it, the same way I used to stay in the car on a hot day just so it'd feel better when I finally got some air. Success: Successotash Squash. I sent him a Thank You text later in the evening but didn't hear anything back. I'm keeping paranoia quiet for now.

Julian had asked me to snag some cigarrettes for him on my way home, so I stopped at Ralph's and picked up more heartburn stuff, masking tape, and creamer while I was there. He wasn't home when I got there so I laid with Lady Miss Friday while I waited. Julian had been running various errands and attending to Taka & Terry's needs - keeping himself busy, bassically. He told me to brush my teeth...then added "please." Awesome progress. We talked about the experience and our day briefly, then watched more Happy Endings. Around 8, he mentioned he was kind of hungry. I was pretty tired - a 2 hour edging client is a fun way to tire out, but exhausting nonetheless. But I told him I'd take him out to dinner tonight, so we'd try for that. I was having trouble eating - I had a bite of leftovers in the morning and one in the afternoon, and just that made me all gurgly - so we opted against vegan fast food. We were running out of time, but he decided on Golden Dragon in Hillcrest. Decent parking, outside table on a balmy night, exceptionally friendly staff, and great food. We spoke more about the experience, and I went into a bit more detail. Scott is irritated with the severe imbalance of compassion he sees in Palm Springs. Everyone there loves animals but doesn't give a fuck about people. Unfortunately, that rebounds for him, so even though he has his girls, he sort of unconsciously sneers when he hears about something for animals. Even if it includes people. I bring that up because he advised that I need to sleep with Julian every night, whether in his bed or Lady Miss Friday's. Julian, of course, was very fond of that, and he gave Scott points in his book. I also told him about imagining felching his loads out of others and theirs out of him to get hard while being jerked, and he said it was very sweet. Filthy, but sweet. Eavesdropping on the conversation the waitperson had with the table next to us, the owner of Plumeria used to own or manage or something Golden Dragon. Explains their exceptionally similar menus. I tipped 30%. Not as extravagant as I'd like, but enough that I hope they know we appreciate them.

We watched Happy Endings at home for a while, but eventually found ourselves making out. Swapped Happy Endings for the Fucking Julian playlist, and it was beautiful. It felt like we're transcending through multiple dimensions at once, and that type of feeling just seems to be growing. We're leveling up at fucking each other. And plane shifting or something. Also, Purity Ring's "Lofticries" played during one of what felt like a thousand cumless orgasms while I was riding him and I am so fucking excited to add music during sex to my endorphin rush toolbox. It was there previously, of course, I just couldn't balance them. One of them always won. Hint: It was music. Julian rode me after that, and I'd have eaten his ass, but I felt like even taking the time to double-check things would be turbulence in the dream. He came, I tried to do it simultaneously inside him, but cumming from fucking is just so much harder to control than beating off. There's always tomorrow.