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Well, at least my shoulder is all better now. Peter has done a wonderful job at getting all the muscles back in the right positions and in the right shape.
The weather is cooling down now so the days are getting quieter. The Party season is officially over now except for some of the regular club nights.
Jimi is officially single again. He and Mikey decided that they were both looking for different things in life and it was pointless trying to change each other. He has made all of his friends promise him that they would slap him around if he even considered getting into another relationship before the year is out.
Easter started off with drinks at a friends house. Most of the pubs are closed on Good Friday so if you wanna drink, you have to make your own fun.
On Saturday night we had a nice civilised dinner (as civilised as you can have in a shed) with Daisy, Steph, Jimi and Peter. Jimi and Greig prepared another one of their wonderful meals (the sticky-date pudding is divine) and we relaxed, ate, drank and were generally merry.
On the Sunday was another Queer Nation at Home Nightclub. This time I was healthy. This time I had no pains. This time I could enjoy myself. I spent most of the night partying with Paul and Rishi, a couple of boys that I'd met at the party last year. They were having a particularly good party. It was Rishi's birthday and they were celebrating in style.
After the party I decided to check out Manacle Bar, a nice sleazy dive of a leather bar off Oxford Street. Things weren't too exciting there. I bumped into a few people I knew, had a chat, had a little dance and decided to call it a day. Almost.
I somehow found myself once again at Headquarters. Things were even less exciting here. There seemed to be about 10 people in the entire venue and none of them seemed particularly attractive. I settled down in the lounge and watched a movie for a couple of hours, keeping half an eye on the front door (as you do). Nothing exciting walked in at all.
I decided that there was probably no point hanging around after the movie finished, so went for one last wander downstairs before heading home. It was then that I found a couple who had previously escaped my attention. Or rather, they found me.
They had been in a private room all morning, which explains why I didn't see them. They invited me back to their room where we ended up spending the rest of the afternoon playing. About 6 hours all up. I'm so glad I didn't just go home.
Greig is trying to have his knee operated on to remove a spur of bone that's causing him problems. We'd had him booked into the hospital twice now for the operation. Each time the op has been cancelled because Greig had a throat infection. They won't put him under anaesthetic if he has any sort of throat infection, or even a cold.
This month we are gonna try again. He's booked into the hospital, he is fit and healthy. I drove him into the hospital first thing in the morning and dropped him off. Two hours later he called me. Apparently he has a small pink mark on his leg from a cut he got a few weeks ago. They refused to operate. Apparently there is a risk of infection. It's probably for the best, but it is frustrating.
A very pleasant Saturday evening was spent at Jimi's with a small group of friends in what turned out to be a "Futurama Fest". There's something about Matt Groening cartoons that I just love. Yeah - I'm a Simpsons fan too. Most Simpsons fan aren't familiar with some of Matts other characters, including Akbar & Jeff, a couple of gay guys living in a very straight world.
I also managed to cash in my birthday present from Greig, a full facial. It was very pleasant and must have made me look days younger.
Greig and I had dinner with Paul and Rishi, the first time we'd actually met up outside a dance party. Rishi is a wonderful vegetarian cook and showed off his style in the kitchen. We had a very pleasant evening, eating good food and drinking good wine.
I finished the month with a bang. Almost a gang bang. (Cute pun, huh?) A friend of mine was lamenting that we hadn't had a hot threesome for ages and did I know anyone who might be interested in playing? He suggested a boy that I'd met on the net a few months ago and had played with a couple of times. I made some calls.
The next thing I know, I am in bed with a hot 28 year old muscle boy and cute 17 year old boy! (I didn't actually know he was 17 until that night - I always thought he was 20.) What a way to finish off the month. Hot, sweaty, sleazy and fun. We spent about 5 hours rolling around but had to finish because one of us had to work in the morning. I'm sure we'll pick up where we left off again soon.
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