Sorry for the lack of updates today, work has been killing me. Anyway, here is my rundown of holiday activities:
Monday Night
Madonna and her Confessions Tour hit Madison Square Garden Monday night. I was invited by a friend who had an extra ticket. I gladly accepted since the tickets were great and I wanted to see her live. The show was amazing. For a nearly-50 year old woman, she sure can put on one hell of a show. There was some great music and crazy stuff going on, including a little S&M, the famous "crucifiction", and a "Saturday Night Fever"-like suit. Not just on stage, but the audience had lots of eye candy too. Definately an excellent show. Once the show finally finished, we headed over to Avalon for the Neon World party. This was so sick...thousands and thousands of glow sticks, great music and dancing, hot people. I met up with friends and a few female friends and partied there through 4am. Sorry, no sex, although I was fondled a few times from both genders, not that I'm complaining though. I do have a tendency to make myself a tad bit too "available" so these instances were not by accident. The ones that weren't welcome were those from the unattractive ones.
Tuesday
So, after partying hard the night before, I found myself waking up on my couch, still fully dressed to my disappointment. I had been hoping someone would at least have taken advantge of me in my drunken state. Oh well, maybe next time. It was a little past 12 and we had to leave for the shore. I woke up my passed out roommate and we got ready. We called the rest of the group and finally got everyone together by 1:30. So we hit the road and to our dismay, it was cloudy. We didn't care since we really weren't going to the shore for the beach, mostly to get drunk and party. Sex of course is always high on the list. We arrived at my place by 3:30 after numerous stops for food. It was very cloudy and a bit windy but we decided to go the beach anyway. We parked at a spot with a cooler and our towels. We tried the water but it was too cold. We just lay on our towels, listened to music, and talked.
Man, did I see some fucking hot lifeguards. There were two in particular that were patrolling the beach and making sure people weren't drinking. They asked to see ours and I happily obliged. I even told me they could frisk me if they wanted. My friends, who are totally clueless to my bi status, were cracking up. Little did they know, I wasn't kidding. The lifeguards laughed. One of them, the dark haired one, even offered to do it. I wasnt sure if he was kidding or not. I turned him down and said maybe next time. They left with the dark haired one still smiling at me. More on him later. We continued minding our business but these little brats kept kicking sand at us so we decided to leave.
We decided to grab a bite to eat (yes, again). I needed to use the bathroom so I went while the guys waited. To my surprise, the guy to my left at a stall was dark haired lifeguard. He said hi and I smiled back. While we washed our hands, he introduced himself and told me about a party he was throwing with his friends that night and wanted to know if I could make it. I said that I would try so he gave me the address. He was pretty hot, about 6'2", dark hair, and eyes. During dinner, I told my friends about the party and we agreed to go.
OK, so I kind of had a clue as to why the lifeguared invited me. I decided to dress casual, which meant shorts with no underwear and a tight tank top. The party was only a few blocks from my place so we walked there. Once we arrived, there were a lot of people. It looked like a great party with the liquor flowing. My friends and I stayed together for a while then went to mingle with some girls. I had my eye on one but she had a boyfriend. I really didnt want to work for sex that night. i would have tried another time though. So I walked to get a new beer, when I run into lifeguard Greg. We tried to talk for a bit and then I suggested somewhere quieter. He took me up to a room which turned out to be his. He shared that place with friends for the summer. We made some light small talk. I had a light buzz going so I asked if it was ok for me to lay back in his bed for a bit. He said sure so I did and I wasn't too surprised when he leaned donw on the bed while resting on his elbow.
We kept talking and the conversation turned to tattoos. He liked the one on my arm and I told him I had one on my left side, below the waist (the chinese symbol for Strength). I pulled up my shirt and pulled my shorts down a bit so he could see. He looked down and said it looked hot. He traced it with his fingers. I looked him in the eye and he leaned down and kissed me. He was a great kisser. We kissed forever as our hands explored each others bodies. Damn, it was great. We did oral. He wanted to be fucked so being the gentleman that I am, I fucked his brains out. The funny thing is, I started to cum as I heard the first of the fireworks go off. More details of the sexual episode with be featured in my next confession.
When we finished, we stayed in his bed for a while then I told him I had to go find my friends and he could come if he wanted. We got dressed and went downstairs. I found one friend, apparently, the other 2 were "occupied". He was going to hook up with a girl too. So i was would be all alone with Greg. I asked him if he wanted to go back to my place. He said yes and asked if he could bring along a friend. Her name was Sandra......see next confession tomorrow for more.
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