Gay of A Certain Age - It's Harder When They're Free

So, one time, (it may not have been this past Friday, but it really happened!) I was all neked with this hot guy and I was all excited to be with him, I even took a little blue pill to make sure everything would be up to snuff.  He made me dinner and excited.  Then we talked for a little bit, then  got down to ass tacks.  We nakified each other, rolled around with the kissing & such and then we came to the moment of "going all the way".  That's when it hit me, we need to have THE TALK.  We were going to have to stop our tumbling into positions to discuss; condoms or no.  Granted, we prolly should have taken care of the neg or poz talk during our post dinner/pre-rolling neked chat, but we didn't and here we were.  This hottie was not a stranger to me, but he was still new. We discussed whether we would or not, got into a mini-discussion on PrEP usage and how a lot of folk are using it instead of condoms, rather than with condoms as a second layer of protection.  That got us into a mini-talk about recent case of the guy on PrEP who became positive.  While were talking, in my head I was all, "OF COURSE you're going to use condoms- you did a butt load of PSAs about condom usage! Don't be a hypocrite!"  Even with my voice yelling in my head, I must confess that in my limited sexual encounters, I have not always used a condom, but in those cases there had been The Talk about it and the decision was reached mutually.
One particular issue I had been dealing with was the whole erectile dysfunction thing and how much a condom contributed to it.  Meanwhile, back in bed with the neked hottie, we voted condoms "yes!"  After all, I had taken a pill for the Erectile Dysfunction, so that wasn't a worry.  On to rolling around neked, we went!

As a Gay of A Certain Age, I certainly know the consequences of contracting HIV & AIDS and the importance of using condoms.  I also am delighted that on this recent occasion, The Talk did nothing to diminish the mood.  In fact it boosted it some, because I was more free to enjoy myself without the worry or guilt that comes with not using a condom and more so, I was way turned on because I was with a guy who I could talk freely about my history without feeling judged and because he spoke freely in return and cared about what I wanted.  That's hot!


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Gay of A Certain Age - I'm A Little Blue

Okay, so I had my night of fun, and while I would probably enjoy washing dishes with my Nekked Play Pal and I enjoyed our time together, I'm still a little blue.  You see, I took the little pill to entice Abe Froman (my boner for yous that haven't been keeping up...) to stay for the entire play time.  One is supposed to take it thirty minutes to an hour prior to nekked frolicking.  Since my Nekked Play Pal was my supplier, I had to wait 'til he got to me for me to take it.  I swallowed it while he was in the shower and waited anxiously for Abe Froman to show up screaming, "Here I am to save the gay!!", but he sure took his sweet time.  My squeaky clean Nekked Play Pal was soon on top of me and I was torn between enjoying the attention he was pouring all over me and worrying that Abe Froman hadn't even seen his Facebook event invite and wouldn't show.  Suddenly, Abe Froman was there, as if he'd just come from the gym, all hard and strong and I was free to enjoy all the excitement.  I felt like I hadn't felt in years.  Abe Froman and I were best friends again!  Then, I guess he went to get a drink, because I realized he wasn't there.  Then he came back, but then left again.  When my Nekked Play Pal's attention turned to Abe Forman, it was like Abe was there, but watching GAME OF THRONES on t.v.  I said to my neked play pal, "Let's give it a little more time".  I wasn't sure exactly how long it had been since I took it, but I was sure it had been over half an hour.  I started wishing that Abe Froman could be a more reliable friend.  So finally, Abe Froman was there, at full attention and we got busy, again with me torn between enjoying myself with the physical & emotional sensations, and worrying that Abe Froman would leave me again.  That's when I panicked and a sped things up, anxious all the while that I'd go all soft.  My Nekked Play Pal had a very, very nice moment and I breathed a sigh of relief.  I didn't even go for my nice moment, letting making it through with full Abe Froman be enough.  We shared a lovely after-play period talking and laughing and kissing, with Abe Froman checking in once in a while, then we kissed goodbye.

I had heard that the pill would affect Abe Froman for a few days,"Get you through the weekend",  I was told.  Well, the next night, I attended a birthday party at which I met someone I took an immediate liking to, whom, it turned out, liked me me, too!  It was very nice to finally have someone I thought was very attractive like me in return.  We liked each other so much, we excused ourselves to a room, where we explored further physical attractions.  Again, Abe Froman was very sketchy and at the key moment, he wasn't all there.  I panicked.  Luckily, we were interrupted and the exploration immediately ended.  We both agreed that we would prefer to have a proper date and then do more exploring in an actually private place.   So, while I'm ecstatic that I got a date, I am still worried that even with the help of the little blue pill, I can't count on Abe Froman to stay with me in important moments.   I guess this should be the impetus for me to lose weight, or get healthy enough to have sex without anxiety.  The real question now is, will I choose laziness over healthy sex with the hot hunky guy who likes me?  I don't know either, folks, I'm just as curious as I hope you are!

P.S.  To further add to my confusion & frustration, Abe Froman is with me every morning and night for daily work outs, so I don't know what his problem is!  Oh my God, what if even my own boner is losing interest in me?

Gay of A Certain Age - Little. Blue. Different

Remember that time I blogged about having nekked fun and my Abe Froman taking the day off?
Well, tonight I have a rare occasion of scheduled nekked frivolity and I've decided to take certain measures to make sure that I measure up.  I have turned to the help of a little blue pill.  This is the first time I am doing this and I'm a little trepidatious.

1.  I did not consult my doctor.  I've never been in the position of doing anything that required a doctor's consultation, save for those aerobic exercises on Showtime in the 80's, but did anyone actually talk to their doctor about the dangers of wearing striped spandex and blowing out through perfectly "O"ed lips?

2.  What if I have a heart attack?  I'm fairly certain my ticker is pretty good, but what if I react to the pill, sending my blood pressure through the roof causing my heart to go into fribrillation, or worse, make my head explode like in SCANNERS!

3.  What if it doesn't work?  I'm really into my Nekked Play Pal, but I fear a sequel to Abe Froman's Day Off will mean the end of our play dates... which are rare enough as it is!

I've decided to let go and let Abe.  If Abe Froman stays with me tonight, lured by the little blue candy, I will be grateful.  And seeing that it has worked, I will consult my doctor and see about using little blues on (very rare) occasion.  If Abe takes the night off, I will do my best to entertain my Nekked Play Pal to the point of HIS head exploding.  Then, I will consult my doctor to see what up!

I'm fairly certain, it has more to do with my weight/fit level than age or anything else, but I don't have time to go to the gym tonight...

Gay Of A Certain Age -Abe Froman's Day Off

Let's begin today's entry with a hop into the Way Back Machine and travel to 1986.
It was a year of tragedy with Chernobyl and the Challenger Space Shuttle exploding.
It was a year of happiness with MAGNUM P.I. as the number one show and the introduction of the Omnibot 2000!  It was also the year that John Hughes gave us FERRIS BUELLER'S DAY OFF.
I mention that because you should know who Abe Froman is. Abe Froman is the name that Ferris steals off of the reservations list to get a table for him and his friends in a swanky restaurant.  The host is dubious, because Ferris seems much too young to be Abe Froman, The Sausage King of Chicago.

You should know who Abe Froman is because, at a time when guys gather together and proclaim a name for their private part, I named mine Abe Froman.   You should know I did this in order to bring the whole thing full circle and explain the title of today's entry.  You see, I was having "fun" with a male friend of mine, naked, and right in the middle of the fun, my Abe Froman decided to take the day off.  It's crazy! I was mortified.  I couldn't understand it. We were "playing" nicely, footloose and panty free, when I thought it might be fun do gymnastics and do a half-back flip without "dismounting."  It seem to go well, until I landed and not only did I not stick the landing, I totally slipped off the mat!  My friend was very kind while I tried not to freak out about it, because I know the more you freak out about it, the less likely Abe Froman is to return.  We played other games in hopes that Abe would just pop up, but no.  I think he went to the MET to admire art or something.  I helped my friend finish his game, then we went out for lunch.  We had delicious savory crepes, while we chatted and laughed.  After lunch, as we were saying good bye, we had one of of those good bye kisses that leads to another with a giggle, that leads to another.  While we were in the middle of this long goodbye, who should turn up, but Abe Froman saying, "What did I miss?"  My friend noted his arrival and said he looks forward to playing again soon.

First, my friend is such a sweetheart for not making an issue of Abe's desertion of us.  This isn't the first time we've played, there have been some very nice and exciting play dates before, this was just one where we decided to play full-contact.  I have no idea what happened to Abe.  I enjoy my friend's company very much, he actually excites me and we get along very well when not in the sandbox.  Honestly, if all we did was cuddle in the sandbox, that would be enough (SHUT UP!)  That's good, because, at the very least, he knows Abe likes him very much.  I know Abe likes him, too!  So where did he go?  I wish he could talk to me and tell me.  Abe and I are together very often, at least once a day, AT LEAST.  That lets me know he doesn't mind being around me.  So what is it?  Am I too fat?  Is this a weight thing?  Could Abe be affected by my weight?  Am I too old?  Does Abe get bored of my stories and leave sooner now?  I'm only 47, is that when every guy's Abe leaves them with no notice?  I'd hate to think that I have to offer Abe some blue candy to stay with me.  Do I have to get little blue candies, now?  Do they mold?  I rarely get the opportunity to play, so I don't know how often I'd be using them and it would suck if I finally got to play with someone and have them come out of the back of the medicine cabinet all furry and green.  I suppose I could do my yearly check up, now and ask my terribly handsome doctor if there is a logical, non-scary explanation for Abe's absence.  I can't have it.  I like Abe a lot!  I think he's a righteous dude.