gay pride, part 4
8pm This other guy was real real hairy, real young (25?? ouch!), balding, fuzzy goatee. But still, I shouldn't hold his age against him, since there's so much more I'd rather hold against him! I got his number, who knows, could be fun - sweaty fuzzballhotsummersex....
9 pm Bump into the "boys" again, do a bit of roaming around, finally we head off for dinner at some meatpackingfrenchdiner place. After that, we wait around for the fireworks. Danceonthepier is going strong across the street, lots of boys gathering on this side of the West Side Hwy, it seems to take forever, but then, a technoversion of Somewhere Over the Rainbow kicks off the display - and one of the cops is the first to do the loud OOOOOOOOHHHHH, as we all join in to add the AHHHHHH. Very fun, nice ending for a long day out of the house, but on the way home, the Lure. It doesn't take much to convince the guys to come in for a drink, despite them having jobs that require them to be up in the morning. Looks like every other guy leaving the fireworks is going inside - yeah!
11 pm Slurping on my first (and only)beer of the day, I find myself captivated by this couple - slave/master or more like master/pup. The one on the ground, between those denim legs, is looking up longingly at his "master" - beautiful man! Actually, they are both really handsome, I could see myself playing the role of either, or probably better yet, just watching, they look so good. At one point, the PUP looks over at me; fuck!!! those eyes!! Yeah, its been a few years since i've gotten the intense eye-thing. Very disarming, very hypnotic, very "WHYCANTIHAVETHAT!!!??" My pals leave, I find another friend I havent seen in awhile, and we hang out, exchanging stories until he, of course, must deal with his morning job.... so we walk out together. I hop in a cab that takes me back to the east side, home, where I haven't been in 10 hours; which must be a record for me, hermit that I am. So, its still GayPride, and i need to SWEAT, so I hop in the shower, roll a joint, and head out, again, on foot.....
