Rhys' birthday party! (pics) in Adventures in paradise

I can’t believe how fun that night turned out to be.
Last night was Rhys’ birthday party, with a circus theme. Steve texted me earlier in the day offering that I could get ready with him and Moe at his place, so that was nice of him. He picked me up at the train station, although I was a little late since Translink decided to do trackwork and I had to change to a bus ergh. Ah well. He picked me up at the station and then we went to pick Moe up, who was ready right away.

Their outfits looked amazing. You’ll see them in the photos below. I just have to save this entry since my stupid laptop is about to restart for ‘updates’ ergh.

Edit: Okay, all good, seems like it’s not going to now.

Yeah so we get to the party around 8pmish and the gays are already in their ‘groups’ so to speak, same as last year. I was very surprised to see Luke there with his boyfriend, since he’s scared of clowns! But lovely to get to hang out with them again, nonetheless.

Ben was there, and it wasn’t too awkward. We just chatted about stuff. Turns out he’s moving to Sweden shortly. I suggested to him that we should catch up before he goes.

So much happened during the night that was just crazy. Well, maybe it was because I was drunk haha. Vish and James rocked up for a while there, and even they were a bit scared of me haha. I’m just very bluntly honest when I’m drunk, and Vish is like that all the time, so it was nice to get some back on him haha.

Mitch was VERY drunk, and hilarious. I couldn’t believe how much he was flirting with me. He and Luke have been together for over three years now, and are the cutest couple I swear. But when Mitch gets that drunk, he becomes a complete flirt. You know what he said to me?
He goes, “You know if I was single on that island, you and me would’ve had SO much sex.”
Thank God he didn’t say that in front of Luke (who is also my ex from years back haha) but I’m sure Luke probably knows anyway. My response to it was simply, “Oh hell yeah,” since I was way drunk to not even care at that point haha.

Joshua was there again, who is by far one of the cutest guys I ‘know’. I say that because I don’t actually ‘know’ him, only really of him, but he’s kind of part of that illusive group anyway. It was lovely he was there just to look at dance and be all cute and stuff.

Luke and I had a lovely chat and catch-up on what’s been happening. I told him how the farm had been sold and my parents have moved, and he told me some pretty deep stuff himself that shocked me and made me a bit sad. Poor guy always seems to have a lot going on in his life. It was so lovely to just chat to him like I used to every day years ago.
Then Luke even said to me, “You had your chance with that boy.” (referring to Mitch when we were on Coochiemudlo Island three years ago).
I stopped him right away and said, “I SO did not! You guys started dating a week before that trip happened! Worst. Timing. Ever!” I half-joked.

So rumour has it is that one of my other friends at the party (who has a boyfriend) was upstairs having a threesome with Rhys’ housemates, whom are a couple. It didn’t surprise me at all. I did notice his boyfriend wasn’t there with him.
We were both wearing onesies as our costumes too, so that was kinda cool.
Turns out I made a good choice with the onesie, as it kept me very warm throughout the course of the night.

When midnight hit, they lit the candles on the cake and we all sang happy birthday to Rhys. He’d really gone all-out for the party with the lights and even painting a tarp to resemble a circus tent. You’ll also see that in the photos below.

What surprised me is that the party seemed to wind up rather early, compared to last year at least. It wasn’t even 1am and most people had left. I dunno what was going on, but it probably had something to do with the gay bar in town having it’s reopening the following afternoon, which I guess most guys would have gone to.
Even so, a few of us remained and I was still having a lot of drunken fun. Mitch had passed out at some point on the couch and Luke moved him to a bedroom, so Luke, myself, Rhys and a guy named Jay were still up until the early hours of the morning.

Rhys and I were the final two standing when Luke passed out and Jay went to crash out on the blow-up mattress that Rhys had set up downstairs. We chatted a bit and the sun was starting to rise in the sky. Once Rhys was satisfied that the birds would leave his lights alone, he too went to bed.

Looked like I was crashing with Jay. He and I had a conversation earlier on about guys and whatnot, and he seemed pretty cool.

I took off my onesie and canvas shoes and put my stuff in them. They were pretty gross from having alcohol spilled on them a lot of the night. I was thankful for Rhys cooking a few extra party pies, that Luke initially wanted, but then passed out haha. So I think I had most of them. It was that and a few chips and M&M’s, so not the healthiest food, but with all the alcohol, I guess it didn’t matter.

I’ll cut to the chase. Jay and I hooked up. It was bound to happen, really. I was drunk and horny and he kinda seemed interested, so I wasn’t really surprised when I felt him start to feel up my leg underneath the blankets.
I just let it happen for a while and then positioned myself to give him the signal it was okay. He popped his head under the covers and gave me one of the best blowjobs I’ve had in ages. Complete jackpot. It went on for about a half-hour or so, I was enjoying it so much. I didn’t even tell him I was gonna blow. I just did. I knew he wanted it, and if he didn’t, oh well.
I was very surprised to find out he was also a top. He said he used to be a bottom ages ago. He had a big dick as well, so I told him, “No wonder you’re a top now.”
I guess I got it wrong. I’d just assumed because he let me use him to get off that he was a bottom. He loved my dick a lot though, and gave me a lot of praise, which is always pretty cool to hear.

A few hours later, I wasn’t even sure if I’d had any sleep. All I knew was that he was blowing me again. Then, I was fucking him. Full on plowing into him at one point, until his arse loosened up enough for me to get more in him. I have no idea how the hell we were fucking without lube. All I knew was that it was tight as fuck, but his tight blowjob skills made for a similar feeling, so it felt good. But because I’d come earlier, I knew I wasn’t gonna cum. I felt like I could, but I didn’t.
He didn’t give up though. He went back under the covers and sucked me off again. This time was taking ages, but he never gave up and when I finally jerked my orgasm out of me whilst he held his tongue against my cockhead, I said, “Finally!” and moved his head over me to swallow it again.
I told him I was impressed he didn’t give up.
He goes, “Either go hard or go home, I say.”

I think I must’ve fell asleep for a bit after that. I remember waking up and a part of me was on the ground a little, so the mattress had deflated a little during the night. Or maybe we’d created a leak when I was plowing into him haha.

I still couldn’t believe that had happened. I’d topped a top. Damn.

I got up and put my clothes back on, hoisting my onesie over my shoulder. I leaned down and gave him a hug goodbye, which he said was a little awkward, and it was but hey it’s what I do. I hug people. Even people I’ve just met.
Although he was telling me during the party that we are facebook friends but he’d never actually met me in person until just then.

So Rhys made a great choice setting us up to crash together haha. I should thank him next time I see him.

Getting home was hell. I’d left before anyone else got up and the sun was beaming down. It was a stunning first day of Spring. I didn’t exactly have a game-plan on how to get home. I just walked until I found a bus stop. In fact I ended up walking a LONG way, knowing I was getting sunburned. I was using the onesie as a sunblock around my neck.

Man I stank. The combination of wet shoes, alcohol on the onesie, having spent all night having sex with a near-stranger. When I finally got on a bus, I was conscious of how I smelled haha. All that was on my mind was a shower. I still felt drunk. I had in fact only stopped drinking about four hours earlier.

And it took about that long to get home. Turns out on of the connecting buses was having mechanical issues, so I was waiting for an hour and a half at a train station. I stopped off in the valley because I NEEDED hangover food. I was starting to feel sick and just needed something to soak it up.
They were out of chicken at KFC, so the girl was nice and gave me extra chicken wings, which was more than enough to satisfy my craving.

I got a text from Steve. I had left my jacket at his place. DAMMIT, I had too. Oh well, I have a few others. He said he’ll hold onto it until he sees me next.
I’d also left my two remaining cans of Smirnoff at Rhys’ place. Oh well, looks like he’ll claim those.

I had a shower and I ended up crashing out for a few hours. I so needed it. I felt amazing though. A great party, great conversation, great sex and a good nap.

A pretty damn good weekend.

Here’s a few happy-snaps from the night.

Me at Steve’s.

Moe, me and I forget-his-name lol

Steve and Moe. I was SO impressed with how much effort they went to, whilst I just threw on a onesie LOL. I was hoping they’d get pulled over by the cops on the way there just to see the cop’s reaction to those two sitting in the front seats :P

Us again

Me and Rhys, the last two standing haha

I took a horrible snapchat on my way home and realised how horrible I looked haha.

When I woke, I found out that another guy at the party that Moe and Steve thought was hot, thought I was hot and wanted me to take him ‘somewhere private’ lol. And now he’s messaging me asking me to invite him over.

Gay guys huh? :P

Last updated September 01, 2014