Emotional Hangover

Whew… what a night! I had date #2 with the hot banker I met online. I went to the birthday party of a friend from high school. Not surprisingly, I was bored out of my mind so I left early. I called the banker and he was still at work… midnight on a Saturday! I invited him over and he said he would get here around 1.

He came in and we drank a few beers and chatted for at least an hour, maybe two. Then we proceeded to the bedroom for activities. Of note is that the activities were way less tame than what I normally engage in.

Afterwards, we took a lengthy shower together during which we talked about gold! The banker was skeptical of my cynical belief that gold is going to the moon. Nonetheless, I enjoyed the chat immensely. This morning there was more talking and more bedroom activities.

What’s amazing is how appreciative and generous and real he seems to be. Even though he claims to be “bi”, he admitted to me that he is not attracted to 95% of women. Later, as we were cuddling, he told me that he knows he must be gay because he is enjoying this “way too much.” He also told me many times how hot I was and what a great body I had. As someone who has always been a little self-conscious about being skinny, I loved the compliment!!

After a euphoric couple of hours this morning, the tiredness hit me and I started to contemplate what all of this means. It’s so predictable that after an extended period of having a blast, I feel like shit the next day. Usually it’s a combination of alcohol, lack of sleep, and quiet that causes it. Nonetheless, it was a fantastic evening and I hope there are many more to come!

An evening with a hot banker

Here’s a story that I’m almost too embarrassed to write down in this blog:

Tonight I met a guy online gay banker style. We met up outside his apartment building around 11:30 (already past my bedtime) and proceeded to go for a beer. The reason I did this is because a) his picture was very hot; and b) he was a banker. Tall blond bankers are a HUGE turn-on for me. I wouldn’t admit that in polite company, but there you have it.

As we’re heading back to his apartment, I feel a rumble in my stomach. This is not totally unexpected as I had been taking a fiber supplement for the past few days. Despite the supplement, I still was unable to have a successful BM until… tonight. The urge to go was so strong I knew I would have to go right into his bathroom as soon as we got to his place.

When we get to the apartment, I tell him I need to use the restroom. He shows me where it is, but tells me there’s a water issue and starts fiddling with valve that controls the water intake. I’m almost in a panic but there’s nothing I can do but use the facilities. After a very stressful couple of minutes -- during which I had to remove the tank cover and hold down the stopper – I was able to get the damn thing to flush. When everything went down without incident, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I scrubbed up and ended up having a very enjoyable time with him.

This guy is very, very closeted but he seemed to enjoy himself enough that he begged me to spend the night. I declined but we agreed to have dinner tomorrow. It would be awesome having a hot, blonde, banker FB that I could see once or twice a week!!

Trouble

Since the age of 14 or so, I have been having sexual relationships with two friends from school. Each of which was purely sexual and never was there an emotional element. After all, we were straight!

One of the guys is now engaged to be married to a girl, the other one is living in Chicago and is still very closeted. I'll save the commentary about my friend who is getting married for another time.

From age 14 onward, until only about a couple of years ago, just about all of my sexual experiences were done in secret, and often in the woods. I remember how turned on I used to get by sneaking around... I still get a little bit of that thrill with one of these guys -- the one who lives in Chicago. For the last few years, we have hooked up over the holidays when we are both in town to visit our families. Usually, our activities are quite tame. This time however, we have been flirting over IM about doing other stuff.... So, this winter, I plan to have a Brokeback Mtn. style evening with an old friend... in the woods... I can't wait!!