Party-time

Friday night we had a little party at Brad's house to celebrate my release. A decent number of people showed up. Mostly friends I know through Brad. MY friends were still uninterested in coming over. I picked up a bunch of munchies and soda. I had dumped off all of my left-over booze back when I was moving out. There's still a fair amount of booze left, and a ton of soda remaining (a number of people brought their own beer), but I scored a hit on the food. Just enough to keep everyone happy without piles of left-overs.

A bunch of us went to the club after, and danced. Diego showed up, apologized briefly for missing the party, then ran off to chat with the friend he always spends the whole time with whenever he is there. They seemed to be arguing, and then disappeared. Not much exciting happened, and I just went home.

I spent Saturday at Brad's house. His friend Rick came over and we tried out a new game: Arkham Horror. A lot of fun, a little tricky to get right the first time through, and fairly complicated. We spent about 8 hours on it; it says playable in 3, and we lost. Next time will work better.

Sunday night I went to the club again. Mostly for the sake of going out on a Sunday night. Because I don't have to go to work anymore!! Right after I got there, I saw these two guys come in. One was older dorky white guy, the other was a hot dark-skinned cutie. They knew Todd, the new doorman, who was there hanging out as well, so I got to meet them. The stripper twins were there, with little 18 year old girls they were trying to hook up with. Why they came to the gay club we're not sure. Even Nate was not sure why he was there. But friendly as always. I made the pitch to hook up, but he ignored it. Jody (bartender) also showed up to hang out; we chatted for a bit. Later on, I ended up flirting with the dark-skinned cutie. He's Brazilian. We made out. Technically, it was right in front of Eddie. I felt bad, but not enough to stop. So, Eddie and Jody kept throwing things at me (ice, lime slices...) and calling out that I've got Scabies. Aren't friends nice to have?? His name is Nauber, and his English is pretty good. He didn't have to be at work until 4pm, so I was trying to get him to come over. His friend had driven, but he lives in town, so I'd have been able to take him back. The friend seemed to be trying to get him to go home with me, too. At the end of the night, he said he was going to talk with Todd for a while, but we were both parked next to each other, so Nauber and I should chat a while at my car, and he'd meet up with shortly. By 2:45, everyone was long gone, so we figured the friend had left him there. Nauber was mostly concerned about his bag which was still in the friend's car (which did turn out to be parked right next to me). But by that time he was too tired, so we went to my place.

Tried to sleep for a while. I think he dozed off several times, but I didn't actually sleep any. After a while, I ended up triggering some activity. Thankfully, he was a top. We washed up and went back to sleep. This time I was actually able to fall asleep. Eventually drifted awake, and ended up going for round two. Would have been about 5 or 6 hours later, but I managed to make quite a mess. I even commented how unusual it is for me to succeed twice in short succession. He's got a nice body, dark tone, cute face, and triggers that desire switch in me that - uh - literally keeps me up at night!

Took a shower, and drove him home. He lives like all of a mile and a half away. He said he will be home by 10:30, and I should call him tonight. Seems a little eager, but right now I have his number, and he doesn't have mine, so it may just be that insecure feeling about not having an option of your own.

So far, going out on Sunday nights has been way more successful than months and months of Friday and Saturday nights. Who knew...