One Job or Another

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Odd morning. Understandably, I think. I wasn't sure if Julian was gone or not but he was just getting dressed in the bathroom. I made his coffee and cleaned the cat boxes. Whatever orbit we end up in, I care about him and want him to be successful. He said thank you and we talked about last night. Earlier than I was ready for but I think the I communicated the severity of the situation. This time for real. I struggled with focus again and ended up vacuuming. Not that it did much good since litter tracks everywhere, but it at least reset the clock. I avoided coffee in case I was able to doze later, but when I finally felt awake, I had too much to do to take time out.

Julian got home before Tim arrived, and while I hated to not give him a moment, we had a schedule to keep. Tim insisted he drive and said I could handle the music. I tried to get all my music downloaded onto my fun phone but finally just used my mobile data on my regular phone. It was a glitch that it used up all my data overnight before, no reason to develop neurosis. It occurred to me as we drove that between the music (mostly) and the weed (that too) I was just fine leaving my cave. It really just does not take much for me. When I commented on that Tim gave me the biggest duh look. I guess everyone but me understood that and that was why he drove.

The party address was about a half mile from where the party actually was. One of those glitches where clicking the link takes you there, but the written address is wrong. I don't really know. We got there on time, which is early, of course. It was fine, gave us time to just sit and chat. We met up with Bruce from the chorus and I tried to keep that balance between open vs melodramatic. They cooked up various meats and things but had plenty of hors d'oeuvres for the snacky. Eventually people did get into the hot tub and out of their clothes and everyone was gorgeous. Julian was terrified to get into the tub as almost everyone was gym bunny to bear. It's always so bizarre to me when people I'd love to look exactly like are insecure. I suppose I'm that for others - you're somebody's reason to masturbate. Tim had tricked with Jose before and met another regular of his at the party. I wanted a little something more than my weed, so I snagged the poppers and used them socially. New concept for a lot of folks. We could easily have stayed the whole night, and Julian and I talked about what to do if Tim jumped into the eventual orgy. If he was going to spend the night, I could've taken the car, taken Julian home, gone to work, then picked him up the next morning.

Tim resurfaced, we said our goodbyes and got us home. Risk management, but I drank coffee. Especially since they offer Bimix, I'd rather be a strict top for the night than too tired to top. Drew and Steve have traditionally texted me at least a half hour before call time to say I could come whenever, so I wanted to be at least on the way if not waiting out front.Said to be there between 1:15-30, so I headed up to get there I did head up so I'd get there just a little before the earliest possible. Sure enough, they texted me just before 1 to say I could come early. They'd cut me down to an hour and a half from my usual two but that's very fair given everything that happened. They gave me ecstacy and a shot, I shared my pen with them, we got to fucking. For no reason at all, my hole wouldn't relax and I think I got some small tears. Nothing catastrophic, but my strong suit was definitely topping. I fucked them until just after 3:30, so it was definitely over 2hrs. I'll be totally honest - given the wonderful times I've had with Julian, weed, poppers, and music, I was worried I'd "fall in love" with them. Not to worry. There was no music, but the poppers, weed, and ecstacy did just fine. And it still wasn't the same as with Julian. I'm inclined to believe our chemistry goes beyond the physical, whatever that means and however that could work. I'm still terrified they're not going to hire me again, but we'll see. And I'm going to push my doc for Trimix. I'm doing so well now, I think I can make a case for it. When we did finish, I saw Julian had texted me. He cleaned, showered, lit candles, and took Viagra. So much better than I was expecting. I sped home, the lights were on but no one's home. Not really, Julian was just passed out on the couch. Just in case, I tried to get cleaned up again, but I couldn't manage to relax enough through the pain. I woke Julian just how he's enjoyed before, caressing his back and whatnot. Told him how much I appreciated the text, explained my need to Top only, but also gave him the option to just sleep. That's what he went with.

I was going to maybe stay up beating off. The ecstasy had definitely worn off, but the coffee was still in effect. Lady Miss Friday wanted lots of attention which I was only too happy to give. When I eventually did try to get set up at the computer she wouldn't let me. Totally fine. Laid in bed journaling from my fun phone watching her in my peripheral. Really just a fantastic, fantastic day.