Saturday, 25 July 2009

Friday Fun

A nice Friday night out but nothing special.

That power nap thing did & didn't work by the way. It didn't work because i slept longer than i should have i think, but did work because i didn't feel too bad after a couple of hours and was wide awake in the early hours.
The real problem was getting to sleep and waking up in 30 minutes. I set my mobile alarm for 30 minutes and was just drifting off (after 30 minutes) when it woke me up (LOL). So i turned it off and went to sleep for an hour and a half. When i woke up i felt like shit and was late, so i jumped up and rushed around to get ready. That made me feel sick and i had to sit down for a minute. You can't just jump up from a deep sleep and start running all over the place it's not healthy.
Then for the first hour or so i just felt spaced out. It was like going clubbing at 7.30 in the morning after you just got up and had breakfast, it was weird.

Anyways Jack Picked me up and we set off for a meal at some restaurant he knows (all on the company credit card) and On to meet more friends of his in Cheadle before coming back to Mancs and staggering around Canal street for a couple of hours.
When we went through Stockport we stopped off at Dave's who looked to be having a bit of a party.

We appeared unannounced at the wrong moment because there were several guys there all looking nervous and not doing much talking because they obviously didn't seem to know each other.
It would take an idiot not to work out what was gonna happen when we left. Jack disappeared into the kitchen to give Dave the money he owed him and i chatted a bit to Brian who was also there.
There was lots of booze and porn on the telly, Three men sat on the sofa, one on a chair, another standing in a corner and two others in the kitchen sorting out drinks. Dave goes on Gaydar, Manhunt, Out everywhere, Bearforest, Slave4master, squirt..in fact any gay website going where you can meet other men and arranges 'get togethers' at his place every now and then according to Jack.

In my fantasies a gay orgy would be lots of good looking guys my age writhing around on a bed having fun. This looked more like the Adams Family had invited round members of the local old peoples home to have sex with.
One guy had really dark rings around his eyes that made him look weird. A sort of double black eyed look. He said he banged his head when he was younger and he had been like that ever since. He wore black trainers with white socks, Tracky bottoms and a t-shirt that said Queen live '86 on it.

A Scottish guy rolling his own cigarette and drinking some sort of spirits was talking really loudly and every other word started with F*** or C***. The ages of these people must have been 50's upwards and although they all seemed quite nice i turned down the opportunity to stop and have some fun with them by the Scottish guy.
We pissed ourselves laughing as we drove away but Jack said he has seen worse at Dave's. "you should see what goes on upstairs" he said. Dave covers all the beds with sheets, Leaves piles of condoms, lube, and various sex toys all around, turns all the lights off and so upstairs is the play area, downstairs is the party.
In his Cellar he puts a red bulb in the light fitting and has chains and things to tie people up with.
Thanks for telling me all this on the way out of Dave's, it would have been more helpful if you had told me these stories on the way in Jack.

I'm getting a bored with Manchester to be honest. it's the same old faces, same old places and i don't really like it anymore. I can't describe the excitement of my first visit to The Village. It was like taking some kind of drug. I felt excited, and on a high all night. I couldn't believe i was actually standing in a bar and a club with other gay men. It sounds a bit pathetic now, but when you have been starved of any contact with people you can relate to, it's a massive thing. Now the excitement is gone i feel completely different. That's actually one of the down sides of coming out. You don't have that same sense of danger living a double life.

If someone sees you, you couldn't give a shit. When you are in the closet, you feel like James Bond on a secret mission, scared you might be seen, but still enjoying seeing and being seen by people you want to.

We need to find somewhere else to go. Or at least give Mancs a miss for a while.
I don't know what to do tonight.

4 comments:

naturgesetz said...

Inspired by all the talk of naps (yours and mine) I decided to have one of my own as I began to drowse about 5 p.m.. Set the alarm for 45 minutes. At 5:45 I decided to take another 15, and reset the alarm. Then I gave my self another, and another, and so on for a bit, until I must have forgotten to reset it.

I woke up, without benefit of alarm at 9:45, having enjoyed a nap of 4 hours and 45 minutes (minus a couple of minutes resetting the alarm). I was wonderfully refreshed and ready to go until about 3:45 a.m.

Unfortunately, I forgot to tune in to the last bit of the Symphony concert from Tanglewood (see my music blog for details of what I missed), but I did get to watch the last bit of the ball game, which the Red Sox won (Yay!), caught up with some blogs, started to prepare dinner just after midnight, chatted with James of the "Just Me" blog for a while, did a bit of reading, and so to bed.

Naps work. You've just got to let the alarm cock control you.

Antony said...

I agree with you about the orgy thing :S doesn't sound at all like I imagined.

"I'm getting a bored with Manchester to be honest. it's the same old faces, same old places and i don't really like it anymore. I can't describe the excitement of my first visit to The Village. It was like taking some kind of drug. I felt excited, and on a high all night. I couldn't believe i was actually standing in a bar and a club with other gay men."

Completely agree. That's why I only go out a few times a year around the village.

Hugs,

A x

Mambam said...

Naturgesetz
4 hours and 45 minutes isn't a nap, it's half of a sleep.
I think the idea is that you are supposed to be able to have 30 minutes and feel so refreshed that you feel like you have had 4 hours and 45 minutes.
That's my problem, i'm like you, i can't do the 30 minutes thing and wake up, it turnes into a full blown sleep.
I do like the idea of an alarm Cock though. LOL!
Antony
Everywhere is the same though Antony. Just different people that's all, a club is a club and a bar is a bar.
Where has all the excitment gone ?

naturgesetz said...

Actually, 4 hours and 45 minutes is more than I sleep some nights. I get up around 7:30, and I like to go to bed before 3:00. But I've been known to retire some nights before midnight!