I went out on Friday night with M, we had a so so time. The highlight of the evening was stopping into Frites. There was this really hot punker there with his wife. He seemed to take a fancy to me too, which is kind of odd. Straight punker and older gay man. Oh well go figure. Anyway, stayed in on Saturday and most of Sunday although we did go to the barbecue. It was fun, I drank a bit much and hung out with this guy that I originally thought was cute. He is 29 and yet older and far more bitter than me. He began to depress me and it was about this time some guy (who I had been eyeing all day) came up and said something to Mike. Well Mike being the bashful boy he is didn’t go over and say anything so I did. The guy comes back and is expressing an interest in Mike and I’m like all happy for him. As it turns out the guy has a BF and they want to do a 3 way. Mike is totally not into this, I am however. I had had enough that I’m not easily embarrassed until the next day. So the short and more PG version is that I did somethings and allowed somethings to be done to me that would make Bill Clinton blush. I regret some of my behavior yesterday but there really isn’t anything I can do about it now. I have to live with the embarrassment. I’m not ashamed of what I did as much as the were and when of it. In public for everyone to see. I went home with Mike we had some leftover spaghetti and watched the flight that fought back. I cried a lot and went to bed.

Author: Ken Craig-Saunders

Born in New York, Educated in the Berkshires, Became an adult in CA and found my Soul in Seattle. I'm a bearish middle aged, happy man who lives w my husbear in the OC.