I was lying on the couch hungover from celebrating J's sisters' birthday on Saturday night when J rang me to join him in the nearby park while he was walking his dog. We made 4 circuits, found no ice cream van, saw a gorgeous boy who knows A (J's boyfriend) walking with some girl who wasn't his girlfriend, made plans for drinks later this evening, discussed last night's antics and talked about Jon who text me last night.

I wanted to take a picture of the dog but J insisted he was in it.

Summer Ball + Last Night

T'was Friday, and at 9pm we made our way to the University to catch a coach to Latherton Hall. I looked like this throughout the night:


And we arrived and it looked like this:


We got into an area with fairground rides surrounded by food vans, portaloos and 5 large tents. We made our way to the bar tent and I got a bottle of wine to keep me satisfied for the night. I saw a few hundred people I know and we sat in an area outside chatting and drinking. At 1am we made our way to the main tent to watch Florence and the Machine. Most people managed to lose each other and now I was only with 3 other people. Florence didn't come on until 1.40am, 40 minutes late. How hard is it to keep on time?
So she sang some songs and it was great.



But then this happened:
And she got back on stage after crowd surfing.
Whoever just touched me like that should be ashamed! You don't touch women like that! You bastard!
Then she ran off stage for a minute, came back on with her make-up running down her face and said I'm going to carry on because I don't want 1 person to ruin it for everyone. Eerm Flo, by one person you mean YOU right? Get a fucking grip, you just jumped into a crowd of horny students, so what if someone tried to slip in a finger, you brought it on yourself and I doubt you got pregnant from it. Despite all this I thought she put on a great show, her voice is pretty amazing live.
After this the rest of night was spent trying to find people, which we partly accomplished, having gained 5 other people. At 4.15am we decided to get the coach home. We arrived back at our house and found 1 girl housemate lying on our front steps. She'd lost everyone, didn't bring a key or phone, so decided to go home at 12.30am. I lost everyone for 30 minutes but I just walked around until I found someone, it wasn't hard, we knew a lot of people there.


Last night. I met 7 people from where I used to work. I looked like this:

And sent that to Jon, because we've been texting recently.
One Italian meal later and i'm back in my usual bar but somehow it's filled with annoying orange girls and self obsessed men. So we leave and go to another bar where we dance to T-rex and The Undertones and Stevie Wonder and Johnny Cash. A friend knows a barman so we get a bottle of wine and countless other drinks free.
I go out for a cig and a tall blond boy comes up to me.
You wanna hear something funny?
I'll brace myself.
I saw you from the back and thought you were ---------.
Oh, ok.
You look a lot like him.
For once I take a compliment because the person i'm being compared to is hot.
Thank you.
You've got a great personality too.
He knew this from our 10 second conversation apparently.
Thank you.
You're a good looking boy :)
I finish my cig half way through and go back inside in case i start falling in love.
The night ends at 3am and I go home, text Jon for about an hour then pass out.

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That's Jon, there's a lot to say about Jon.
We went through school together from the age of 7 and were really good friends until about the age of 13 or 14. We still spoke and everything after that but we had different friend groups.
He was always one of the most popular guys in school, mainly because he was one of the best looking. He was into sports, girls, a typical lad's lad.
So the summer after high school i was on holiday with my family and got a text from him. He was just asking about what i was doing after leaving, what uni i was going to etc. The conversation then went in a different direction (i knew there was an alterior motive for him texting me). He started asking if i had a boyfriend, what guys i liked, what was different about being with a guy.
He couldn't have made it more obvious that he was curious about it, so i played along. I asked him if he had ever thought about switching sides, just for a one time thing, to see what it was like.
Then he dropped the bomb, 'well yeah, i'm bi, i've always known, i've just never acted on it', or something like that.

Wow, this couldn't have been better, a guy i'd lusted over since i was 13 was pretty much declaring his love for me. Well, not exactly but it was a nice thought.
After this we started texting quite a lot, he was asking a lot of questions, but never really anything sexual directed towards me, not yet.

After a few months he sent me a text in the early hours of the morning, 'i'm so fucking horny, i've been thinking about fucking you and it turns me on so much.' Ok, he was obviously drunk so i just ignored it, but he text me in the morning, 'i meant that text last night, i really want to try it.'
Well goddamnit! get your ass over here!
I didn't say exactly that, i played it cool :P
The texts continued and have done ever since, we chat occasionally and since then he's been sucked off by 2 guys, both 'straight'.
We exchange pics occasionally and he seems fascinated by my dick. He thinks it's huge and is constantly asking me to measure it and send a pic. I haven't done it yet, i'm around 7" incase you're wondering ;)
Unfortunately we're at uni's pretty far from eachother and i'm rarely back at home due to work, so when i am my time's taken up with family and friends, and we're never usually home at the same time. I've seen him out a few times at christmas and during summer, but it's on nights out, and nooone else knows about his other sexual desires, so friendly conversation and suttle flirting is about as far as we get.
But we both have a little giggle when we do see eachother, it's our little secret.

I've told a few of my close friends about it, one of whom i've known for the same period of time, and the 3 of us were really close up until early teens. I'm still very good friends with the other guy, he turned out gay as well, but we're practically family, nothing would ever happen there. He's insanely jealous that the hottest guy in school wants me to suck his dick haha

I don't know if anything will ever come of this, but here's for hoping!

I'm listening to : The Commodores-Easy