Golden shower

I've been too busy and exhausted to blog this week, yet again.  Most days, I have every intention of doing a quick post at bedtime but invariably, I fall asleep instantly.  But here a few random snippets of my week.

1.  The cute, passionate cub who gave me my best complement ever ("You fuck like a porn star!") wants me to pee on him and then fuck his Hungry Ass.  Although I don't understand the sexual appeal of being peed on, I've decided that I want to do it .... I think it might be fun and it will certainly be another interesting item crossed off on my gay sex bucket list.

But now I am starting to have Peeing Anxiety, more correctly, Volume Anxiety.  I am a middle-aged man, after all, and I never could pee like a race horse, even in my prime.  But Sexy Cub assures me that is not the volume of pee which is of interest, rather, where it is aimed. 

Does anyone one have any experience with this, or advice? 

2.  My son traveled just over half-way across the country to come home for his Spring Break.  Although he just turned 18, I am struck by how self-confident and self-reliant he is, as well as being a total hunk.  He's extremely handsome; very blonde with brilliant blue eyes,  broad shoulders and slim hips.

He spent most of his time with his girlfriend (a beautiful, quirky, intelligent young woman who was my student for grades 10, 11 and 12), his posse of close friends and slept a few nights at his mother's house. 

Despite that, I saw him nearly every day "on the fly" for short periods of time.  His time was seriously divided but he did his best to see me.

I was sad that he wasn't with me full time, but then I considered how divided his time was and how much pressure he must have been under to spend time with everyone.  When your kids are adults, it is natural to see less of them and in a divorced family, the kids' time is even more divided.

2.  My eldest daughter turned 23 this week and I hosted birthday lunch for her, my son and parents.   As my daughter is a chef-in-training in a fancy gourmet restaurant in town, I put pressure on myself to produce a "gourmet" lunch.

The menu:  a salad of mixed spring greens with maple vinaigrette, candied pecans and shaved parmesan, crab cakes with corn and cilantro, freshly baked biscuits and that 70s classic, Bacardi Rum Cake baked in a Bundt pan!

3.  I attended a drag event where Hunky University Student was a featured performer.  I was overwhelmed and awe-struck by his on-stage presence!   As a woman, he was gorgeous and voluptuous, with incredible energy, charisma and sex appeal. The crowd went wild!

At the end of the evening, a very drunk married couple staggered towards me at the door.  The handsome, well-dressed 40ish husband pressed $10 into my hand.  Can you call us a taxi?  I laughted:  "Are you serious?"

He hugged me and slurred: "Yes, you look after us and I'll look after you!"  I did what he asked and with one arm wrapped deliciously around his mid-section, helped him and his attractive, voluptuous wife (who had been giving me the eye all evening) into the taxi.  I had a fleeting thought: if they had offered me $200 for a threesome, I would have said:   "Hell, yes!"