i forget if it was 3 or 4 years ago, and I might have already blogged about it, so bare with me.
This weekend with the hurricane approaching and it being labor day weekend and all, it has me remembering the time I went to Austin the year of Katrina. Austin was PACKED out that year, so I imagine this year Austin would be a FUN place to be as well since everyone is leaving the coast in LA.
I arrive at my buds place that weekend, at the time he was renting a room upstairs in a very huge house belonging to a much older gay man right near downtown . so there were about 8 or more guys hanging out in the kitchen and I'm saying hello and playing it sort of casual and unimpressed (ha). and go upstairs to relax and hang with my bud, later I go downstairs and observe everyone drinking it up, schmoozing the owner of the place, and such. I meet this dark haired guy, latin mix tight black tshirt, great looking, very macho and eventually he says hey and we end up in another part of the house at some point to make out a bit. Next there is this guy named Roger who came with 3 other dude all detoured from New orleans. Roger is brown haired MUSCLED up guy with a slight elvis look to his face. HOT. I get him curious by not hanging all over 'em like a bunch of the twinky gay dudes there, and eventually we chat up a bit and we're in some other room of the house at some point and making out and feeling each other up. I am later walking into the restroom as the first guy is coming out, and he follows me back in, we show off a bit and more while in there and he invites me to take a drive with him to the store, maybe stop by at his place. by this time I've got the word he's some huge coke supplier dealer, and have no intention of going anywere with him. I kindly say nah, and he leaves on his errand. by the time he gets back much later, I' in the pool and making out with Roger and feel sort of bad when I see the guy notice from the window inside, but I could also care less because of Roger.
I'm ready to crash after the swim and I'm invited to sleep on the hideabed in the study downstairs with Roger versus the dog hairy couch upstairs in my bud's apt. I get back downstairs after a while, by now everyone is gone from the place or retired already for the night. I crawl into bed w/ Roger and say good night and just lay on my side of the bed. I'm fine with either messing around or sleeping, and he's sort of surprised and says, oh you really just wanted to sleep down here instead of the couch huh?.....I'm like nah, it's cool, and cuddle into him some then we are awake for quite a bit after that.
the next morning we mess around some more but while wrestling around in bed his nose starts bleeding and he gets up, and I go ahead and get up and dressed and later am told that he's doing coke all weekend, and I'm the usual naive fool.(what I'm shocked, shocked to find he was also doing drugs that weekend!) without a clue, that of course they were all partying it up the night before, and here I thought it was just a bunch of dudes drinking it up. ahh well.
So that's an account of one of my fun random Austin weekend, for those of you in Austin, hope it's an awesome WEEKEND!