Whore Man
Gavin has decided that if ever he were to become a super hero, this would be his moniker. Ok folks, for those of you that might think I'm falling for him (especially after this post), let this be your guide as to why he and I will never have a "serious" relationship. We were hanging out today (I'll get to that part in a second) and he made mention of how he thought if he lived here with me that his "services" should suffice as rent. I told him while that was well and good for me, Russell would probably have a much different opinion. Then he starts in on this super hero thing and how I could just beckon this moniker and he would appear to render his services. His dog likes to lick me (no, not there!)and he went on a tangent about how he and his sidekick would have special licking powers. Now for the funny part (though the whole conversation was pretty hilarious), he said his costume would have a HM on it for Whore Man...I actually started to tell him that whore starts with a "w", but decided really...why? The man is 41 years old...if he doesn't have it by now, who I am to teach it?
So here's the back story on my weekend with Whore Man...you guys know about Friday. Incidentally, he has called me every single day of the past week. I'm really not sure what's up, but as is my nature I'm just going with it for the moment to see where he takes it. Saturday morning he calls me to see what I'm doing that day. (I had told him I was kid free all weekend.) I told him I didn't really have any big plans and he suggested we get a hotel room for the night and party. He's suggested this several times before, but we've never been able to arrange it between our lives. Now you may find yourself a little shocked that I was slightly conflicted on this issue...not the hotel and hot sex part, but the party part. We had just "partied" some the day before and I wasn't sure I wanted to do it again all night the very next day. Well we all know how it went, I caved and agreed. Our arrangement was that I would pay the hotel bill and he would supply all the recreational and alcohol fun. It ended up being a fairly even split, especially since he always foots all of my recreational fun expenses. I haven't paid for drugs since I bought shrooms in Amsterdam and LSD in college...literally the only times I've ever paid for drugs. (Russell bought my hash in Amsterdam if you're wondering. His best friend bought my weed.)
After much deliberation and apparently me swinging by to pick his dealer up from a bar, we were set to meet up at the only hotel up here. I had called earlier in the day to confirm room availability, but had not made a reservation. When I got to the hotel, the front desk told me all the rooms were sold out, but somehow she miraculously managed to find me one and provided the local rate on top of it. I called him with the room number and his hot self appeared. We immediately started using the recreational substances and watching porn. It was a night of total debauchery. We drank, snorted, smoked, laughed, and fucked for hours. We had some of the best sex we've had in months (like since March when he was working hard to impress me). I didn't sleep worth a damn, but it was a super fun night.
This morning we woke up and played a little more. Then he asked me if I wanted to come with him and his kid to the dirt bike track to watch his kid practice riding. His kid is super awesome in this sport by the way, like national championship rating kind of awesome. I hemmed and hawed and he pushed knowing that I was kid free and she's usually the reason I say no when previous invites have been issued. He finally offered to bring lunch and beer and we all know that's the magic combo...food and booze...right on, so I agreed. He hadn't shut the door of the hotel room good and I was panicked about my decision. I've met his kid (who is 12 years old) before (see earlier posts), but I'm not really cool with it. He told me that he had to go pick his kid up a few miles away, stop for food and beer, and that he would be at the track in about an hour. During this time, I totally anxiety texted Miranda about what to do. I went and I'm so glad I did...we had a fantastic day.
I got there and he kissed me hello (not in a I just fucked and partied with you for hours kind of way, but in a friendly my kid is around kind of way...totally appropriate) and he finished tuning up the bike for the kid to ride. He introduced me to all his friends that were hanging out and when his kid hit the track, he asked if I wanted to take a walk around. I agreed (though I had on the most inappropriate footwear ever for a dirt bike part) and he walked me around the track showing me all the jumps and stuff they ride on. It is beautiful up there and we ended up sitting under a gorgeous old pine tree watching his kid race around for a while and just shooting the shit. After lunch, he told the kids he was taking me for a ride and he took me to the "top of the world". We started driving up there in his big ass 4 wheel drive truck, but stopped first at a campsite to take a few hits and hike around there a little. He was pretty happy showing me around all the trails they ride on and that he's help build.
Finally we reached the "top of the world" and we get out of the truck to look around. We were on top of one of the highest mountains in our area and you could see into the valley and out over the ocean. It was literally breathtaking. Again I will mention I had on horrible footwear for this, but he hiked me all around this point showing me amazing views. It was a completely nonsexual, just us hanging out kind of hike. We talked and played and he shared a lot of his past and history with me. As we were driving down, his kid met us and told us he was ready to head out. We got back to the track and the kid wasn't there so we sat and had a beer and talked some more. This is when "Whore Man" was born, by the way. His kid ended up leaving with a friend and we packed things up and left with another totally appropriate in public kind of kiss. All day he kept telling me that this is their life...this is what they do...like he was feeling me out if I'm ok with it. (And yes, he does know I'm a total priss pot.)
I left the park today dirtier than I think I've ever been in a my life, but also happy to have spent the day with them. His kid is really sweet and seems to like me well enough for a 12 year old kid. He speaks and makes eye contact. I'd asked Gavin to make sure it was cool with his kid before I came today as to not interfere with any father-son time and the kid was totally down with it. Gavin is a little too honest and open with this kid for my tastes and since I've slept in the same room with his kid before, I was afraid that my resurfacing today would be awkward in light of the gf still being in the picture, but it wasn't. Again as I stated in the beginning of the post, we have no future together, but he's a lot of fun to hang out with. He is still technically with his gf and I'm a little nervous about all the of introductions he provided this weekend and his total lack of discretion about hanging at my house last week. It feels a little like I'm playing with fire, though I am known to like the danger.
-Jules
So here's the back story on my weekend with Whore Man...you guys know about Friday. Incidentally, he has called me every single day of the past week. I'm really not sure what's up, but as is my nature I'm just going with it for the moment to see where he takes it. Saturday morning he calls me to see what I'm doing that day. (I had told him I was kid free all weekend.) I told him I didn't really have any big plans and he suggested we get a hotel room for the night and party. He's suggested this several times before, but we've never been able to arrange it between our lives. Now you may find yourself a little shocked that I was slightly conflicted on this issue...not the hotel and hot sex part, but the party part. We had just "partied" some the day before and I wasn't sure I wanted to do it again all night the very next day. Well we all know how it went, I caved and agreed. Our arrangement was that I would pay the hotel bill and he would supply all the recreational and alcohol fun. It ended up being a fairly even split, especially since he always foots all of my recreational fun expenses. I haven't paid for drugs since I bought shrooms in Amsterdam and LSD in college...literally the only times I've ever paid for drugs. (Russell bought my hash in Amsterdam if you're wondering. His best friend bought my weed.)
After much deliberation and apparently me swinging by to pick his dealer up from a bar, we were set to meet up at the only hotel up here. I had called earlier in the day to confirm room availability, but had not made a reservation. When I got to the hotel, the front desk told me all the rooms were sold out, but somehow she miraculously managed to find me one and provided the local rate on top of it. I called him with the room number and his hot self appeared. We immediately started using the recreational substances and watching porn. It was a night of total debauchery. We drank, snorted, smoked, laughed, and fucked for hours. We had some of the best sex we've had in months (like since March when he was working hard to impress me). I didn't sleep worth a damn, but it was a super fun night.
This morning we woke up and played a little more. Then he asked me if I wanted to come with him and his kid to the dirt bike track to watch his kid practice riding. His kid is super awesome in this sport by the way, like national championship rating kind of awesome. I hemmed and hawed and he pushed knowing that I was kid free and she's usually the reason I say no when previous invites have been issued. He finally offered to bring lunch and beer and we all know that's the magic combo...food and booze...right on, so I agreed. He hadn't shut the door of the hotel room good and I was panicked about my decision. I've met his kid (who is 12 years old) before (see earlier posts), but I'm not really cool with it. He told me that he had to go pick his kid up a few miles away, stop for food and beer, and that he would be at the track in about an hour. During this time, I totally anxiety texted Miranda about what to do. I went and I'm so glad I did...we had a fantastic day.
I got there and he kissed me hello (not in a I just fucked and partied with you for hours kind of way, but in a friendly my kid is around kind of way...totally appropriate) and he finished tuning up the bike for the kid to ride. He introduced me to all his friends that were hanging out and when his kid hit the track, he asked if I wanted to take a walk around. I agreed (though I had on the most inappropriate footwear ever for a dirt bike part) and he walked me around the track showing me all the jumps and stuff they ride on. It is beautiful up there and we ended up sitting under a gorgeous old pine tree watching his kid race around for a while and just shooting the shit. After lunch, he told the kids he was taking me for a ride and he took me to the "top of the world". We started driving up there in his big ass 4 wheel drive truck, but stopped first at a campsite to take a few hits and hike around there a little. He was pretty happy showing me around all the trails they ride on and that he's help build.
Finally we reached the "top of the world" and we get out of the truck to look around. We were on top of one of the highest mountains in our area and you could see into the valley and out over the ocean. It was literally breathtaking. Again I will mention I had on horrible footwear for this, but he hiked me all around this point showing me amazing views. It was a completely nonsexual, just us hanging out kind of hike. We talked and played and he shared a lot of his past and history with me. As we were driving down, his kid met us and told us he was ready to head out. We got back to the track and the kid wasn't there so we sat and had a beer and talked some more. This is when "Whore Man" was born, by the way. His kid ended up leaving with a friend and we packed things up and left with another totally appropriate in public kind of kiss. All day he kept telling me that this is their life...this is what they do...like he was feeling me out if I'm ok with it. (And yes, he does know I'm a total priss pot.)
I left the park today dirtier than I think I've ever been in a my life, but also happy to have spent the day with them. His kid is really sweet and seems to like me well enough for a 12 year old kid. He speaks and makes eye contact. I'd asked Gavin to make sure it was cool with his kid before I came today as to not interfere with any father-son time and the kid was totally down with it. Gavin is a little too honest and open with this kid for my tastes and since I've slept in the same room with his kid before, I was afraid that my resurfacing today would be awkward in light of the gf still being in the picture, but it wasn't. Again as I stated in the beginning of the post, we have no future together, but he's a lot of fun to hang out with. He is still technically with his gf and I'm a little nervous about all the of introductions he provided this weekend and his total lack of discretion about hanging at my house last week. It feels a little like I'm playing with fire, though I am known to like the danger.
-Jules
Whore Man still makes me laugh greatly. Good old Gavin! I'm glad you had fun. I think it's always interesting when you take someone who your relationship has thrived on the sex and you do something like this, a totally nonsexual day, and see what it is like being around them. It's like you gain a whole new perspective on their life and personality.
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