Soooo.... I have learned a primary lesson that I wish I'd learned right out of the womb and will probably serve me well for the rest of my big queer life; don't give blowjobs to drunk boys who say they like you, especially if you aren't drunk and have nothing to fall back on.

On Saturday night I went to this mad crazy party after Michelle Kwan won the World Figure Skating Championships. You go girl!!! Did any of you see her? She was fabulous, absolutely fabulous! And that Sarah Hughes mess barely made the top 6; awwww, what a shame!! But, so back to the point, after watching the amazing beauty I went to this party... umm yeah

It was pretty much insane. All the gay bois were making out with each other, playing spin the bottle. Of course, the bois only wanted to make out with the select hot people at the party and ignore all the rest of us trolls. Awww, poor us. Actually, that amounted to pretty much me and this other guy, who we'll get to later. I'm so sick of gay bois - it's that incident that prompted me to make my poll WHICH WASN'T POSETD!!! I'm not sure about this whole editing thing - whatever happened to free speech?

I also - gasp - started drinking. Now I can't drink for shit, I've tried, but it's just too bitter. So, I had a Zima - a "bitch drink" as my friend called it, as well as soem Vodka and cranberry juice. I might have gotten a little bit tipsy, but I wasn't drunk by any means. My straight edge status is slowly evaporating - I guess I just realized that drinking a little alcohol isn't going to kill me as long as I stay within moderation. The party was actually a lot of fun; I talked to a whole lot of people, and danced around to Madonna. Good times...until I left.

So, this one guy who lives on the floor of my dorm was WAY DRUNK. I mean he was stumbling all over the place, making out with everyone - it wasn't a pretty site at all. Because I didn't want him to pass out and get hit by a car or something, I agreed to take him home with another girl from my dorm. We walked him home arm in arm, and I personally took him to my room. He invited me in, and I accepted moving down the slippery slope to promiscuous hell.

Okay, I initially totally wasn't going to do anything. I was just laying on his bed with him, being a friend. I figured that if I was drunk I would want someone to stay with me, so I reluctantly put my arm around him. And we started to talking, and he started saying all of the sweetest possible things to me. Like, he started saying how nice I was, and how pretty I was, and how he wants to hang out more from now on. In response I said, "Come on, your drunk...trust me, you don't know what you are saying." But he replied, "No, when I'm drunk I say what I really wanted to say all along." That hooked me - if he hadn't said that I wouldn't have done any of what I did the rest of the night.

Afterwards he asked me to spend the night, and I agreed. Sleeping is harmless enough. I turned off the light, took off my shoes, and went back into his twin-size bed. Then, he started rubbing my back, and put his hand down the back of my pants to rub my crack. Umm yeah, it kind of freaked me out, but it was also so nice since it's been so long since I've had any physical contact whatsoever. I kind of played along, moving my hand under his Khakis. He moved his head down in attempt to do some oral action, but I wasn't about to be accused of taking advantage of him so I stopped him short.

But I moved on. He wanted it so bad, and it was so nice to have someone want me to touch them. I mean, I can handle not being with someone - I have for most of my horny adolescence, but it doesn't stop me from wanting some nice ass. As I moved my hand down his shorts I grabbed his (damnit, this is turning into a porno and that so wasn't my intention) cock, and it was so big!! Well, it wasn't long, but it was so much thicker than mine or my ex-boyfriends. And while I started stroking him he kept saying, "Oh yeah, Phill, don't stop." OMG it was so freaking HOT!!

Then, I gave him head. Yeah, I know, I shouldn't have, but I just totally wanted to. I know some gay men hate giving head, and I definitely was reluctant the first time I did it, but now I just really like doing it. And he had such a nice cock, it was beautiful in my opinion. However, he only came when he started jerking off. WTF? How come I just can't seem to get a guy off? What am I doing wrong? I need to find out so I can fix it fast...

Unfortunately, he decided not to reciprocate. As I look back now, it's amazing he even got it up considering how drunk he was. I guess he was just totally drained, or he didn't feel like it anymore. I wasn't all that upset, especially since I thought he liked me and we'd have future encounters. But as it turned out, that wasn't the case...