Sunday, January 22, 2012

Tough Times

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.

Well, my dear friend, I can't.  We don't fight.  We started dating almost 6 years ago and we don't fight.  We have problems and tenstions but we don't fight.  When one of us are sick we may go for a few days without sex but we don't fight about sex.

I don't know what to say except that as Late Breaking Gays I think we have fought with ourselves so much for so many years that it is finally time to relax and enjoy being together.

Birthdays and Dick Dancers

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.