I had a night out last night, starting off for one drink in Comptons before moving on to Rupert Street. Comptons had only one person that I was attracted to, and that was the DJ. Whereas Rupert Street had double figures (including four of the barmen!). The one on my list that I was least attracted to, but who had a great body, was the one that came over and talked to me. I was desperate for someone to talk to by this point and so chatted with him, despite the off-putting smell of greasy hair (or something). We chatted for a while and he actually seemed to be a nice guy. After a few more drink I was drunk enough that when he moved in for a kiss I didn't resist. I wish I had.
I did hope that he was going to head off somewhere else when I went on to Barcode but he stayed with me and I got bored with him and wandered off on my own. I must have been in a foul mood because I had an argument with the coat-check guy because he was taking so long. I was a bit out of order, so if I see him again I shall have to apologise.
I left when the place closed and gave up waiting for a bus and walked home, I was so knackered by the time I got home there was no chance that I would be headed to Chariots.
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Alex I think you are a very handsome Man. I would have tried to pick you up and have my way with you. You are not useless. How is the gym coming along. Any new pictures.
Ray
Thanks Ray, but I am and have always been useless when it comes to men!
Gym is obviously working for me as I got lots of complements on my chest last night. I will get around to taking some pictures soon. Promise.
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