Coming from a remote small town with no gay scene, I plan to make the most of my visit to the big city. It was just over over a year ago when I first went into some clubs in Toronto's gay village.
I was the ultimate in middle-aged gay virgins and had never kissed a man or held a man's hand, let alone taken a cock in my mouth or up my ass. I was absolutely scared to death .... but what a difference a year makes! Now, I'm a million times more confident as a gay man in my desirability and sexual skills. So, here's my plan:
- Fly to Toronto on Friday evening and proceed directly to Church Street, arriving at 10:00 pm ...... still a bit early for 'the scene.'
- Go to one or more of the gay clubs such as Flash, Black Eagle (leather) or Woody's, I'm not sure which. I have no agenda or real expectations but hope to get into some mischief.
- Friday night: I have no idea where I will sleep on Friday night but I hope to find a warm bed somewhere, preferably with a hot man in it. I am far too broke to pay for a hotel room. Who knows? I might end up on a bench at the bus station.
- Saturday: take a 3 hour bus ride to a small town for a "duty" family visit. If I'm too tired, I might sleep there overnight.
- Saturday p.m.: return to Toronto where I might attend a Pitbull Toronto event. I don't know where I would sleep but something will.... er.... arise. Correction: the Pitbull event was Sept.1...
- Sunday: I'll get an all-day transit pass and have a free day roaming Toronto, something I love to do but I don't know where or what. I do plan to buy a couple of discreet Pride T-shirts to wear to class this semester.
- Sunday late afternoon: go to the home of my wife's brother and his family where I will stay overnight. They are fantastic people who extended the warmest welcome to their gay soon-to-be-ex brother-in-law. Upon hearing of my health problems, my wife (to her credit) arranged for me to stay with her family in Toronto. Should I end up having surgery for prostate cancer, I will stay with them for my weeks of convalescence.
- Monday morning: go to my consultation with one of the leading urologists in Canada. I'm reasonably confident that he will react well when I tell him I'm gay. My prostate has received more attention in the past six months than in the previous 49.5 years combined so my gayness could have medical implications regarding my prostate.
- Fly home to Hicksville, arriving in my own bed with my little doggie at midnight.
- Tuesday morning: haul my sorry arse out of bed at 6:30 a.m. and get ready to face my 70 students who will have no idea what a weekend of debauchery (I hope) their teacher had.