So I may have... in Adventures in paradise

I may have gone and hooked up with him. Yeah, it was good. It was pretty great actually. Physically.

It was funny when he arrived in his car though, as my landlord had been out clubbing and decided to arrive home at the same time, so when I heard him arrive, I opened the door to my landlord standing around the garage area outside. I saw his car take off again, at quite a quick pace. He clearly did not want my landlord recognizing him, because, if he did, it would have raised a fuckload of suspicion and questions. I don't think he noticed who it was. My landlord just said there was some car parked there briefly that took off again.
He was quite drunk still though from his night out, and I literally could not get him to shut up. I needed to get outside and meet up with this guy, who was picking me up and we were going to drive somewhere. Initially, he was going to come inside and sleep in my bed and we'd just watch Rage together, but come to think of it, that would have been an even riskier idea for him to do.

My landlord was telling me all about his night and all the twinks he saw and this hot twink's older boyfriend etc. In the end, I just interrupted him and blurted out, "I'll be back in a minute" and pretty much ran out of the room and grabbed a key and whatnot and jogged outside.

He'd parked around the corner, and I looked into the wrong car to begin with haha, but then saw him standing outside his a bit further up.

"I'm so sorry," I said, "I literally couldn't get away from him."

We caught up a bit, and just drove for a bit. The plan to "catch up" at my place was ruined by bad timing, and was a terrible idea anyway, unless I was home alone I guess. And he said something like it'd take 20 minutes to get to his place, although I couldn't possibly see how. I would have liked to see him and his boyfriend's new place, because it looks really nice from photos I've seen.

I noticed him go into complete slut-mode. We were now on the hunt for a quiet secluded dark street. Great. I'm no stranger to this situation. In fact, I don't even think I can count anymore how many times I've been in guys cars, but it had been quite a while since I'd hooked up with anyone in a car. Living in an all gay house, where we can be ourselves, I've never had to be discreet. But in situations like this, I've had to adapt.

We ended up going into some carpark behind a block of shops, not far from my house. It wasn't going to be the idea comfort situation for either of us hooking up, but hey it was something. He ended up parking the car, but keeping the motor running. I would have thought that would make things more obvious, but I guess he did it for a quick getaway in case we were sprung.

He goes to me, "Will you tell insert boyfriend's name here?" And I replied, "I didn't last time, did I?" He said "No," and then he got to work, and gave me a pretty decent blowjob. I actually got pretty rough with him. I knew this guy was a complete bad-boy, cheating on his boyfriend, so I decided why the hell not go with it, give him what he wants. I even talked dirty to him when I was getting close. I would have done a porn-director proud! I blew and he swallowed it all, cleaning me up. We were probably there around 25 minutes or so. I apologised for taking so long, but he said he loved it. Then, get this. He goes to me, "You have to fuck me sometime with this huge thing. I only like it raw."

Omfg! Seriously? You do it RAW with other guys? Fucking hell mate, you've got some issues up there if you're doing that shit. I said to him, "Well that's not gunna happen raw, no way." Immediately, he replies, "Well, not to start with." And he said it so casually! As if he does it all the time, which I have no doubt he probably does. Seriously, have I been living under a rock this whole time?? How many people cheat on their partners every day around the world? It must be in the astronomical figures, but to do it so carelessly?? Seriously, not even using a condom?? What if he gives the boyfriend something?? Fuck. As we were driving off again, he says to me that him and his boyfriend have been having some issues lately. I told him I was sorry to hear that. Anyway, he dropped me back of home and says to me, "I like how discreet you are." I nearly laughed right then and there. I am not a discreet person at all, personally. I have my face picture in my online profiles, I say what I want, I'm completely out in private and work life. I am not discreet. I just could not NOT be myself to keep other people happy. I guess I just respect other people who are discreet, because it's the polite thing to do, although I generally don't like hanging out with people who are. I just can't be bothered. No time for it.
It amazes me even more when I chat to my friend on the Gold Coast who reckons it's unreal the amount of straight married men he apparently gets with. That I have an issue with. Not just the fact they are married, but are living a lie within that marriage, and who knows, maybe they even have kids! But my mate on the coast is real turned on by it. For me, I'm turned right OFF by it. I couldn't even get turned on by the thought of sleeping with some married guy who probably had his dick in his wife's vagina the night before. It's more the "Sanctity of marriage" bit that makes me sick I think.

This situation with the guy with the boyfriend is new territory for me. I still think about it a fair bit, trying to piece together how I really feel about it. I guess it's times like this I'm glad I have my a new laptop (which I LOVE) to write properly again and sort out all this crap in my head. Me being kind of a bad boy myself by agreeing to mess around with this bad boyfriend, is sickening, well, hot.

I caught up with Moe and Steve at Chermside today for a catch-up. I caught the bus out there and met them as I walked inside. I told them about both the big-dicked swallow-fetish hotel douchebag guy, AND this boyfriend situation. Luckily for me, Steve is pretty much a worse slut than I am lol, and Moe has a pretty long-term boyfriend. I know Moe is the type of person who would judge me for my actions, but he hears enough wild stories from Steve, that I think he let me off a little bit easier than he normally would have if we were on our own. When I've hung out with Moe alone, he's told me he doesn't agree with the way I meet guys and that I won't find a boyfriend that way. We had a bit of an argument about it, because from MY point of view, it didn't matter how you met guys. Whether you meet them at a club, through an online app, through a friend - that doesn't change THAT guy and how you connect just because of the medium of the connection. Moe automatically assumes that Grindr and clubs are sure-fire fail ways to ever meet guys you want a relationship with. I used Wayne as an example. In fact, I'm pretty sure I even met Moe himself back on Gaydar back in the day. Not that we ever hooked up lol. So yeah, I guess it was a bit of goss for them to hear from me. Normally, I only ever write about it in here (or back on OD I should say), so it was kind of liberating to tell my good friends in real life. Maybe I don't care anymore. I have no idea if I'll ever find a boyfriend. So many people around me are getting into relationships and whatnot. Crazy how the world works.

Then tonight, Vish and his boyfriend came over to my place for herb bread. I buy herb bread every time I go shopping because Vish is vegetarian and I always like to have something that he can eat each time he comes over to visit. It's just something I've always done for as long as I've been friends with him. He also brought his friend Trevor over! I hadn't seen Trevor in over a year, at least. He is SUCH a sexy guy. Have always thought so. He has a boyfriend these days though, but the boyfriend wasn't with him so I didn't get to meet him. No, I wasn't sleeping with this guy lol, although I wish haha. Anyway, it was a nice surprise, and we just hung out and caught up, and he ended up leaving after some food and an episode of Absolutely Fabulous.

In that time, Ayden came downstairs without a shirt on. He got a surprise at seeing all four of us on the couch, "Ooo, there's people here!" haha. He didn't care though. I introduced them all. He went and did his thing. Then, later on, my landlord arrived home from whatever slut-event he'd been to all day today, and he didn't even acknowledge my friends. That's the thing with my landlord - if he doesn't know you, and you're not a male, skinny, white, smooth, hairless twink, he won't even acknowledge you. He's VERY shallow like that. The worst thing is, he KNOWS Vish, and Vish is very social and said hi to him, but because of Vish getting involved in the whole Ayden/Aiden drama, my landlord doesn't like him. It's fucked. It's pathetic really. I'm quite glad he is leaving this Friday for overseas again, apparently. He's just been way more cat-ty than usual, and even that was pretty catty.
I went with Vish and his boyfriend to look at car yards (as they always do) and then back to their place to hang out for a while, then Vish dropped me back home. I told him about the whole situation last night with the guy with the boyfriend. Vish, being Vish, tried real hard to get out of me exactly who it was, but I told him I'm not telling him. This is something that I feel needs to pan out naturally, and it's not my business to get involved in the emotional side of another couple's relationship. Vish is normally pretty persistant, but he was actually nice and let this one go. I also can't tell him because I know Vish is a gossiper, and could not stay quiet for the life of him. I mean, he caused enough drama in my household relationships, let alone someone elses. He also asked me what was going on with me and Ben. If I can say anything, that kid knows me well. He knew something was up and he was right. I wouldn't tell him though. Once again, because I know what HE'S like. The whole situation with Ben is that I feel it's become way too sexualised for our friendship to stay a friendship, and I'm treating him like shit because of it. The same situation happened with Brent on the coast, and we fought about it. He saw it as just sex, as he was raised with no issues about sex whatsoever. I mean, he hooks up with married guys, and has no issues with doing so. Me however, can only hook up with guys I'm attracted to. I've been friends for so long with them both AND I am not attracted to either of them, but both of them want sex with benefits with me. That's where the brick-wall hits. Brent knows how I feel about it, yet still tries stuff (ie, me waking up to him blowing me). Ben doesn't know, but I have a much closer friendship with him. I actually feel like he knows, as I have said no to him quite a few times. The problem is when I'm horny and he happens to be there, and of course, being a male, my dick does the talking and I end up regretting it later. It's really not healthy for me personally. He may even ask me what's up, like Vish has. When you've been friends with someone for years, you can generally tell when someone changes in their attitude toward you, and Ben is far from clueless.

In other news, I think I already mentioned we interviewed a French guy for my landlord's room when he goes. He only wants it until June-ish, which works well as my landlord will be away for that long, or however long. He seemed pretty cool, but both the Ayden/Aiden's haven't met him yet I don't believe. I was actually surprised my landlord liked him, because he was far from a twink, but they connected moreso on the European side of things, and this guy seems quite social also. Very much different from Aiden, who barely says a peep tp anyone. He's strange one that boy. He has a boyfriend who lives around the corner from here somewhere. Seem like a cute couple. I think it's his first boyfriend. I kind of wish he's talk to me more, at least make an effort you know, but I guess some people are just like that, and I guess I was the same when I first moved in here. Christ, to think back then I was still going to youth church every Sunday LOL!

Sorry for the long entry. Lot on the mind, and it's just so much easier to write again nowadays.