Roxy Heart

OK - it is now Saturday night at 2:45 am. Technically, it is Sunday morning. I got up Saturday early to go to work at my sucky day job, so was a Little tired. But, went out to the club tonight anyway. I didn't have to work, because now that Daemian has moved here and started working at the club, he is the go-to cover-for-me guy. He wants the extra shifts...

I had talked with Brad, and he said he would come to Blu to hang out with me, since Cris was staying in CT again tonight (since Thursday...) but he never showed up. Partially my fault. I had given him World of Warcraft for his birthday last year, and he finally signed up. And he has become an addict REALLY REALLY quickly. So, when I got home, I logged in quick to check the guild member status, and he was online until about 1am. He ditched me for WoW.

This would have bothered me, since that would have left me with no one to chat with socially. However, I found a cutie there tonight, and actually approached him. I am SO bad at small talk and flirting, but I just went up and said hello and introduced myself. The conversation flowed from there, and I ended up with his email and phone number, in addition to a kiss in the parking lot. In retrospect, that may have been a bad idea (straight clubs next door, lots of uptight hetero boys wandering around), but at the time, I just really wanted to kiss him. He was there with a straight friend. The friend was Brazilian. He (not the friend) said he was Portuguese, but does not speak it - his father insisted that they were Americans and should speak English. I offered to let them crash at my place since he had been drinking quite a bit, and I live a LOT closer than he does. The straight friend even was trying to convince him to do it. And there was talk about him him fucking me, versus "cuddling" with the straight friend, so I may have found a top, too! But in the end, they drove back to Boston (South Boston, to be exact). He said they were going back to his place, and they would be all snuggled up together. Which is why the straight friend (a cute Brazilian named something like Cashian, who was just married in July, and is heading back to Bahia soon to meet up with his wife in time for Carnivale) was pushing for my suggestion to let HIM sleep on my living room futon while Roxy (yes, his name is Roxy) and I stay in my room. I imagine it was the "4 minutes away" comment that really appealed to him, but Cash was actually promoting my suggestion of them staying at my place tonight. Roxy decided to head back to Southie, though. I did call when I got home, but the call disconnected. I plan to call back soon to set up something for next weekend. Now I just need to lose those 12 pounds by next Saturday...

So, to recount a bit of the tale... I was there, with a drink in hand, complements of Eddie, and there were two cuties over at the pool table. One was tall and handsome, and well dressed. The other was cute and Brazilian looking, and wearing athletic gear style clothes. The tall one was Roxy, a gay guy from "Southie", there to hang out with his straight friend. He said he had called a friend of his who has moved to Florida, and the friend suggested our club as a Fun place to hang out. They did both seem to have a good time. I did talk to the straightie for a while, to make nice with the friend. Always a good idea to make the friends think you are a good choice! And since he was Brazilian (and heading to Bahia for Carnivale!), it was easy for me to make conversation with him. I even tossed in a few Portuguese terms to make him impressed with me. (Imagine their drive back to South Boston. An hour drive with nothing else to talk about but the events of this past evening...)

Roxy emphasized that he wants me to call him. I am emphasizing to you now that I definitely will. While playing pool with the lesbians, he leaned against the table and grabbed his crotch to distract them. It, of course, didn't work too well, but I commented that he needed to do it again. Then I emphasized that it was for my benefit, not the lesbians'. Eventually, he lost, and we headed over to the bar to drink. The DJ was not playing good gay-boy dance music (too much top-40 hip hop crap). I commented that I prefer the "gay classics" like Madonna or Cher, and he totally agreed. So, we did not dance at all. I asked him if he was not going to grab his dick anymore if I should do it for him. He said yes. So I did! When I went to try grabbing it through his pants pocket, he got a little grouchy, and pulled my hand way. Said to Cashian that I was trying to grab his wallet instead! He was teasing. There were a number of other cuties I've been working on for a while there tonight. The older couple was there, too. The dark one showed up much earlier than the white-boy hubbie. When he came in, I asked if he was alone tonight. He said yes, and asked flirtatiously if I was, too. I said, oh yes, I am single tonight! When the hubby showed up later, darky stopped flirting. Hubby actually came up to me and started chatting at one point. I told him most of the same stuff I had told him several months ago. He was drinking both times, so I imagine it will all be asked again, someday. Roxy started to harass the whitie, so I told him that the two were a couple, and had been together for a while. He said I should have told him sooner.

By the way, Roxy said his father was a boxer, and named him after Shawn Roxy - apparently some well-known boxer back in the day. Like WWII era. He pulled out a couple "boxer" moves throughout the evening, but I was not really paying attention to that. I was kind of leaning into him at one point. It was more of a 'brushing up against' kind of thing, but I was getting Totally turned on, so kind of backed off a bit.

The straight guy Seth was there again, so I was flirting with him for a bit. He must have gotten a little weirded out, because he ran off for a beer, and I didn't see him again all night. The "straight one" stripper twin was hired to dance tonight, too. Since it was the first time he was dancing on a night that I did not have work, I took advantage of the opportunity to check him out (can NOT dance), and shoved money-wrapped fingers down his underwear. He seemed perfectly OK with me doing that, and even put his arm around me when I stopped up on stage to chat with him and slip him some money. He does work for tips, but he was also flirty again at 1:50, as they turned on all the lights and started shoving all the people out the door. I totally would have stayed to molest him (relax - he's like 24, and is a Stripper), but was after the Southie.

Friday had been fun, too, but other than slightly flirty Junior and Kenny (the dark latino from last weekend), nothing really major happened. Here's hoping next weekend goes well! Now I really have a reason to lose those last 12 pounds this week!! (And it is now a full hour later - 3:45am, but enjoy the post anyway!)