I did take Hex's advice [unbeknown to him that he gave it in advance, but I'm glad he approved]. The Cock Rock experience at the Cardinal ruled. I walked down after a few gin & tonics and totally got my bootie rock on. And got a bit wee more drunk than I have in a while. I think I thwarted a few come-on hit-ons. I texted "no-name" boy and he came down to meet me just as the ugly lights went up at bar close.
The last post I had about him was rather negative about his lack of stamina in bed. Just to clear that up, he's proven way better afterwards. More stamina, more dirty talk, more wrestling. And he's working out at my gym now and we're getting to know each other better. I'm still planning on going to Mexico with him the end of May and I'm actually having a lot of fun fucking him and hanging out.
I got up today at noon, ate a bowl of cereal, chatted briefly with no-name and apologized for any drunk girl crazy and then went back to bed for 2 more hours. Definitely have not had this kind of day in a long while. He came by at 4pm to take me to see 300 which is definitely a gay porn movie in a way... fucking hotties and a bit silly. No sex after movie & dinner since I'm bleeding - yay! no one's a dad!
I'd say more but I'm too tired. ... Cock rock. Yeah. Awesome.
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