I had the most amazing birthday party. It was my 60th! I had told my husband that all I
wanted for my birthday was a party with our friends: A Great Big Gay Birthday
Party. And OMG did he ever come
through. The house looked great and
there was wonderful food and more than enough adult beverages. My husband made it into a wonderful evening.
Included in the plan was a little entertainment: a Dick
Dancer. We made arrangements with one of
our favorite Dick Dancers and asked one of our friends to pick him up on his
way to the party. Alas it was not to
be. The dancer bailed at the last
minute.
Now my party wasn’t intended to be an orgy. But I wanted it to be really gay. Not gay in a “rainbow flag” sort of way, but
rather gay in a “we all love hot sexy men” sort of way. So I was disappointed when our entertainment
canceled at the last minute. I am not trying to be 18 again, I just love being in the company of men.
But here is where it gets really awesome. One of my friends at the party heard about
the loss of our entertainment and he volunteered to fill in. Now this young man is very good looking. He is in his 30’s with thick dark hair, a
good build and a great dick. He came
out of the bedroom dressed in my bathrobe and my partner’s hat. He swayed and strutted to the music and slowly
shed the robe to reveal a black thong.
Several of my friends who didn’t know him just assumed he was the
scheduled entertainment.
I am very fortunate to have a wonderful partner and
wonderful friends. As a “Late Breaking
Gay” I was really afraid that I would never have these kinds of experiences and
friends let alone an amazing partner. It
is never too late to be true to yourself.
The other day one of my very good friends who reads my blog suggested that I should be more honest about the tough times. You know - when my husband and I fight or have sexual tensions and things like that.
