Talking to the Grandkids

It was the summer family reunion.  The kids had been chasing lighting bugs and my grandsons had come up to the porch to show off their jars of glowing bugs.  The two littlest ones (both four years old) fell onto my lap and the oldest (12 years old) sat across from me.  I chatted and laughed and they wiggled and giggled. 

One of them started to play with my chocker.  It is a bone and wood fish hook on a string that we got in Hawaii when we got married there in April.  They asked what it was and I told them that Mark and I had each gotten one when we were there and got married because we were "hooked on each other."  The little ones didn't think too much about it but I could see my 12 year old grandson's eyes get really big.

So after the little ones wondered away to release their lighting bugs I talked to my 12 year old grandson.  I asked him if he knew that Mark and I were married.  He said no, he thought that we were just friends.  We talked more and I answered his questions but he really didn't have that many.

Mark and I live in Dallas and my grandsons live in Chicago so we don't see each other enough.  But it didn't seem to be that big of a deal to my grandson.  I guess it is a matter of changes in attitudes from one generation to the other but I am grateful that my children and my grandchildren are good with me being a LBG (Late Breaking Gay). 

It always seems like it will be so hard to tell someone, especially people that you love that you are gay.  But in truth, it is the easiest thing in the world.  People who love you, love you no matter what and being honest with them just makes that love grow stronger.

"Ding-Dong! DOMA Is Dead"

Once there was a wicked law
In the lovely land of Oz
And a wicked old, wicked old, wicked old law that never ever was
It filled the folks in munchkin land
With terror and with dread
'Till one fine day from Kansas
A house fell on its head
And the court pronounced it dead
And through the town the joyous news went running
The joyous news that the wicked old law
Was finally done in

Ding-dong! DOMA is dead.

‒ Which old law?
‒ Well, uh,.. the DOMA law!
‒ Oh.

Ding-dong! The wicked law is dead.
Oh yeah, happy day
Wake up you sleepy head,
Rub your eyes, and get out of that bed.
Wake up, the wicked law is dead.

It's gone where the goblins go,
Below, below, below. Yo-ho
Let's open up and sing and ring those bells out.
Sing the news out.

Ding-dong, the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know the wicked old DOMA is dead!
Why everyone's glad,
It took such a crowning
Bein' hit by a house is even worse than drowning
Let 'em know the wicked old law is dead!

Life and Death Choices

What if you had a choice between life and death?

We mostly just wake up, let the dog out, make coffee, eat breakfast, shower, shave, dress and keep going - this is life.  Or is it?

What if that life were more about choices.  What if you could wake up one day and choose to do something entirely different.  What if you could be something, someone, entirely different.

One day you are just an average Joe commuting to work.  The next day you are a Joe that has come out to the world that you are gay.  You still commute to work.  You still let the dog out and make coffee. 

But you feel different.

You feel honest and free.

What does it take? 

It takes letting the part of you that is afraid die.

If you are on the verge of coming out of the closet - don't be afraid - when you come out you get to start a new life.  It may not be easy but it will be the real you.  

Figuring It Out

When I was in the closet I was by most counts a pretty conservative guy.  Married to a good woman, two children, house in the suburbs, a dog and two cars in the garage.  I went to church, I didn't drink, smoke or use drugs.  I was miserable!

Now I am married to the most wonderful man in the world, between us we have five children and five grandchildren, we have a house in the suburbs, a dog, two cats and a 27 year old child living with us. I go to church. I am happier than I could ever imagine.

What changed?  I acknowledged that I was gay!

By all standard societal measures my life wasn't pretty good.

As a LBG(Late Breaking Gay) I am glad I figured out life before I was too old to enjoy it.

Aussie LBGs (Late Breaking Gays)

Everyone loves those Australian boys. 

That includes loving those Aussie LBGs (Late Breaking

Gays). 

Don't know what it is. 

Maybe it is those wonderful accents.

Or it could be those Life Guards in their speedos with their butts hanging out. 

Maybe it is that casual attitude or those friendly smiles. 

I know that I just want to grab every Australian guy and give them a big wet kiss and then lick them clean down to their toes.

Sex Toys for LBGs (Late Breaking Gays)

As a LBG (Late Breaking Gay) you may be new to sex toys. If you are single sex toys can be a lot of fun in the shower, jacking off with porn or just learning more about yourself.

There are an almost infinite variety of sex toys but I can recommend a few:


Cock rings: Cock rings are a ring of rubber (think "O" ring)

 or silicone or metal that goes around your cock and/or balls. The cock ring can go just around the base of your cock or around your balls and cock.  Just as cocks come in all different sizes so do cock rings.  You can get a set of different sized cock rings or try a couple of different stretchy ones at first then you can experiment with the hard ones.  It should gently restrict the flow of blood out of the cock to keep your dick harder for longer.

Dildos: a dildo is a hard rubber shaft that goes up your ass. Dildos can look like a cock even with balls but they also come in a wild variety of shapes and sizes. If you have never used a dildo start with a small dildo with lots of lube and work up to larger ones as you get comfortable.

 

 

Douche: just to keep things neat and clean - clean out your ass before you use a dildo or have sex. You and your partner will appreciate it.  There are inexpensive enema kits available at the drug store or you can get kinkier ones on-line. I prefer a wand that hooks into the shower like a shower wand. But don't overdo it - if you clean out too deep you will have diarrhea for a week. I recommend cleaning out in the shower – hold the water in your ass and then move over to the stool to release it. Repeat until you run clear - but again - don't overdo it.

Allow me to recommend Fort Troff Sex Toys as a good source. They have everything from tame to wild.

 

Grab the Brass Ring

When I was a kid we would spend the summers with my grandparents and great grandparents at their homes in Monticello Indiana. The houses were on a small bluff overlooking Lake Shafer.  And down the lake was a small amusement park and board-walk called Indiana Beach.  It has been there for generations.  (My mother saw Elvis there.) 

For us as kids it was a once or twice a summer treat to go down and ride the roller coaster, whirl-a-gig and of course the carousel.

If you rode one of the horses on the far outside ring of the carousel you could try to grab a ring from a dispenser arm that stuck out towards the carousel.  As a kid it was a real challenge.  Most of the rings were iron but one or two on each ride would be brass.  If you got a brass ring you got to come back for a second free ride.

Maybe in today's world of 3D movies and shoot em up games on our computer devices a carousel seems a little tame, but for me as a kid it was a thrill.  Just trying to grab that ring was so exciting and to actually get one of those brass rings made me feel like a real winner.

As a LBG (Late Breaking Gay) it is as though I have finally been able to grab the brass ring - and now I am getting that second chance - that free ride.

If you are reading this and have not come out of the closet - I assure you - that second chance is a real thrill. 

If you have come out - enjoy the ride.