Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2007 19:01:58 -0800
From: drewscoach@cox.net
Subject: CJ in San Diego Part 14

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CJ in San Diego, Part 14

Since Dave, Justin and I had decided to have dinner in Hillcrest before
going to the bars, I got ready. I showered, put on some cologne, what I
thought were a classy yet revealing shirt and tight jeans (I must admit I
don`t have much fashion sense), then I headed over to Dave and Justin's
room. When I opened the door, I got a surprise: I figured the two straight
studs would dress down a bit, since they were going to a gay bar and I
didn't think they'd want to get hit on too much. But instead, both were
dressed up to the nines: Dave with a sleeveless shirt that showed off his
powerful arms and shoulders, and Justin with a blue formfitting polo shirt
that matched his blue eyes exactly. "Damn, you guys look HOT!"

Dave replied: "Well, they say that gay guys really know how to dress, so we
didn't want to fall behind!"

We soon piled into my little Fiat and headed off.

"So where are we starting off?", Justin asked.

"Well, I looked up some places on the web, since I'm new here myself. First
we're going to Hamburger Mary's, which is a bar & restaurant
combination. We'll have dinner there and maybe hang out a bit, and then we
can see if we want to head somewhere else after that". (Note to the reader:
the Hamburger Mary's chain still exists, but the San Diego restaurant
described here has since left the chain and changed its name to Urban
Mo's).

When we got to the restaurant, it was packed but we managed to get a table
after waiting at the bar for a little while. At first I was worried that
Dave and Justin would feel uncomfortable being surrounded by gay guys and
lesbians, but they seemed to take it in their stride. In fact, when some of
the guys there started hitting on Justin, he flirted right back! And Dave
seemed to be having a good time too, looking both at the lesbians kissing
each other (probably a turn-on for him), and the guys doing the same thing
(which he didn't seem to mind). And of course I enjoyed no longer having to
hide my attraction to guys. Plus I figured if I was going to make an
entrance into the San Diego gay community, doing so while having dinner
with a beefy football player and a Paul Walker look-alike baseball player
was not a bad start, LOL!

Toward the end of dinner, several guys showed up wearing cowboy hats. Dave
seemed surprised by this: "They have gay cowboys?" (Remember: this was
before the Brokeback Mountain movie).

"Yes, in fact I think tonight is their country and western night. I saw on
their webpage there'll be square-dancing and line-dancing later".  We
stayed a little longer, but then decided to head off for the next place. I
asked one of the waiters where they would suggest I take my two straight
boys, and described that we were looking for kind of a relaxed place to
have some drinks. He advised going to Bourbon Street, and gave me
directions.

It didn't take us long to get there, and since the Fiat is so small it was
easy to find a parking spot.  Bourbon Street turned out to be an older
building with a large patio and kind of a New Orleans feel to it. It was
pretty busy, and we had a great time. I was immediately attracted to one of
the bartenders there and overheard him being called TatMike. You see, he's
quite built and has tattoos covering his arms. In other words, he looks
like a bad boy, but actually appeared to be quite a nice guy. Just my
type... So that's where I went to go get our drinks. Of course, when I got
to the bar I didn't know what to say to him other than just to order our
drinks. Damn, I just have no social skills whatsoever! So the rest of the
evening, as I was hanging out with Justin and Dave, I kept looking at
TatMike. Justin and Dave were having some fun trying to pick out a
potential date for me, when I guess Justin caught me staring at the
bartender. He suddenly poked Dave in his side, nodded toward TatMike and
whispered to Dave (making sure it was loud enough that I would overhear
it): "Ooh, I think Eric might have picked someone out himself: his eyes
seem to be glued to the bartender over there, the one with the tattoos".

I could feel myself turning bright red, as Dave looked over to the bar and
said: "The black-haired guy? Interesting. So you like your guys on the
beefy side, do you Eric?"

I blushed furiously and responded: "Uhm, well, I don't really have a
specific type that I'm attracted to, but yes, I ...uhm... I do like guys
with muscular bodies".

"So are you gonna go over there and talk to him?"

"Uhm, well, I'm not very good at talking to people. Besides, he's working
hard, he doesn't have time to just stand there and talk to someone".

Justin and Dave tried to change my mind, but I was too shy and TatMike was
indeed having a busy night. So, they came up with a different plan: instead
of ordering their own drinks, Justin and Dave gave me money to buy their
drinks for them. And of course, they never asked me to buy their drinks at
the same time. So as soon as I had returned with Justin's drink, Dave would
ask me to go back to the bar and get a drink for him. After a while,
TatMike caught on and had a good laugh. I guess the fact that I was back in
line every 5 minutes kinda gave away the fact that I thought he was
hot... When he had a quiet period, I ended up talking to him (after some
encouragement from Justin and David...they didn`t quite drag me over to the
bar, but came pretty close, LOL!). I soon found out that he has a boyfriend
that he's been with for several years. Bummer! He did buy Dave, Justin and
me a round of shots, though, which was very sweet of him.

Around midnight, the bar's patio had to close (some silly San Diego
ordinance), so most of the bar emptied out. Since I already had quite a bit
of a buzz going at that time, Justin, Dave and I decided to head back to
SDSU. It was a good thing that Justin was our designated driver, because I
don't think I would have done a very good job of getting us home safely!

Back at Chappy Hall, Dave asked if I'd had a good time. I told them that
I'd had a GREAT time and thanked the two straight guys with a great big
(drunken) hug. I told them I thought they were the coolest guys for hanging
out at a gay bar with me, but they said they really enjoyed being there
with me. Then they steadied me on my way back to my room.

Once in my room, I was planning to just strip off and go to bed. But CJ was
in his bed, fast asleep, and the covers had slipped off his body.  So I
snuck a peek as I took off my clothes, and my hard-on just led the way
straight to CJ's bed. Yes, I knew it was stupid to do this, but I was so
fucking horny! I hadn't jacked off in a few days, I'd been staring at the
hot bartender all evening, and I'd been hanging out with my two hot
friends, so there was no way that I'd be able to just go to sleep! And here
was a muscular, hot gymnast, naked and fast asleep in my room... CJ was on
his back, his gorgeous arms resting by his side. So I started by rubbing my
left hand all over his powerful chest, while sliding the head of my rapidly
hardening dick all over CJ's beefy left arm. Fuck, I was horny! I thought
back to seeing CJ do his workout on the rings, with those fucking powerful
arms and shoulders supporting his whole body as he did handstands and other
stuff on the rings... I rubbed my dick along his entire arm, over his
shoulder and down his rock-hard chest. In my drunken state it was hard to
keep my balance while standing crouched over next to CJ's bed, so I slid my
body down and laid down next to CJ on his bed. Now I could rub my dick
against his thigh while my hands were feeling up his abs and chest. I even
started licking his muscular shoulder. Oh god, the guy might hate my guts,
but he has such a hot body! At this point I was rutting up a storm,
grinding my entire body against his, licking his shoulder and chest, and
feeling him up all over. Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore and I shot one
of my biggest loads ever all over CJ's thigh, up his abs and chest and even
hitting his chin! FUUUCK it was hot! When my body finally stopped
convulsing, I wrapped my arm around CJ's broad chest and started to doze
away. It took about two minutes until my drunk brain realized that that was
a REALLY bad idea!! It was tough to get my tired and boozed-up body to
respond, but I finally managed to drag myself up off CJ and crawled back to
my own bed. I didn't even bother to cover myself with my blanket and just
fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.