-Shall We Kiss?
2007 French Film
Twenty-five years ago today:
November 8, 1985
Friday
Well, George Jones did call and he said, “I’ll call you early next week.”
I thought, “Oh brother! I don’t need any more of his head games.”
It’s true that I would still like to ‘meet up’ and ‘catch up’ on old times. I do NOT want to get involved with him at all (I don’t think).
I am glad today is Friday. The two days off will do me just fine.
I asked George, “What about getting together on Sunday?’
“Oh, I’m going away this weekend.”
I, of course, had no real plans for the weekend. I did expect to go to Sausalito on Saturday to get my free hamburger from Cathy (the gal I met at I-BEAM). I actually told Mary McTiernan and Margaret Lai that the visit to HAMBURGERS in Sausalito was my highlight plan for the weekend.
When I arrived home I wasn’t in the mood for aerobic action. Instead, I slipped my Alfred Hitchcock “North by Northwest” movie rental in to my VCR. I was making a private copy for myself while I headed out to the gym to work out.
While at the gym I smiled at a blond, well-built chap that I’d been seeing on a regular basis for some time now. He smiled back while he was riding the Life Cycle. I took his seat when he got off of the bike.
He asked, “Hey, how are you doin’?”
I mumbled, “Okay.”
I was out-of-breath after completing a set or two of the free weights. I watched him work the Nautilus equipment while I was riding the Life Cycle. I could sense him looking at me just as I have seen Russ (and a few others) do at the gym.
It was fun. I was watching this blond guy and at about the same time that I’d finished my work out I ran into him in the locker room. Our lockers were situated right next to each other.
So I asked him, “Calling it quits for the day, huh?”
He said, “Yes.”
I think he made some other small talk but I only recalled my words.
I said, “Yeah, hours later it always feels like you could’ve worked out harder.”
He agreed.
I went in to the shower and I eyed his “ass”. He’s got a blatant tan line. I was still in my shorts, so I showered in them as I planned to enter the steam room. I knew he was likely going to go in to the steam room because I saw his Speedo trunks rolled up next to him.
I can now call this guy “Chad” because he introduced himself in the locker room and we shook on it.
I said, “I’m Mike even though I’m really Michael.”
I said something that went like this, “Now to decide whether or not to go out for a drink.”
He replied, “I’m going to go home and get in my hot tub.”
I asked, “Where do you live?”
“Castro Valley, I’m near Cull Canyon.”
I thought, “Oh great, near Rachelle and my Aunt Lillian.”
“I know the area,” I said, “Do you by chance know Jennifer Laird?”
She’s an old flame I had a crush on but I didn’t get into detail after he had no clue of her. We didn’t say much else. He walked out. I proceeded to go back into the steam room for a quick minute and a half. Then I went into the shower and Chad was still there, showering. When his back was turned I checked him out.
As I was drying myself off I said, “You’re pretty lucky to have a hot tub to go to.”
To my amazement, he said, “You’re welcome to come over if you want.”
I didn’t waste a moment’s time and said, “Okay, I’ll wait for you outside.”
I waited and then I followed his neat looking black FIAT with the license plate C MARK G (of which I later learned stood for Chad Mark Glen). He lives in a nice house with a lot of nice things, including a piano. His roommate is a pilot at Hayward Airport and he’s a much older gent by the name of Larry (NMT: Not My Type).
I lounged to a bit of TV with a diet coke in hand. Then we went into the hot tub nude. Chad took his shorts off first and I just followed his lead.
While in the hot tub we talked about one another, our jobs, our being uncles. Chad’s a new uncle from only a few days ago.
Chad asked, “Why don’t you sit on this step and massage my back and shoulders.”
I had already accidentally touched his leg in the tub. I apologized for the accidental touch once but after he mentioned the massage I felt at ease. He returned the massaging of the back and shoulders on me. It felt exhilarating. I had more than a QBL feeling now.
I thought, “He’s no longer QUESTIONABLE.”
I liked learning that he has had girlfriends and had been seeing some gal recently. I can relate to it all. After some slight (and just about enough) hesitation we suddenly embraced and kissed. I am trying to savor the moment now. The feel of hardness with my body against his… His upper body is so well endowed. He’s got a great physique.
Eventually, we got out of the hot tub and watched a TV movie called “INTO THIN AIR”. Ellen Burstyn starred as a Canadian mother of a college student who vanishes mysteriously while driving back to school in the states. After having no luck from the police, she hires a private detective to help her.
Larry watched the movie with us (which kind of drove me crazy because I wanted to hold and caress Chad again). After the flick, Larry went into his respective room. Chad and I felt comfortable enough to lie down together on the couch, watching “AGAINST ALL ODDS” (the movie that Paloma and I saw together).
I left Chad’s house at 1:30AM or so. I invited him to Sausalito with me tomorrow but he had plans for racquetball with his kid brother along with studying and a movie with a friend that he’d been putting off. It reminded me of my putting off Cedric Green.
"The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it. When I leave town I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure."
-Oscar Wilde
"The Portrait of Dorian Gray"
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