Happy Holidays

Happy Holidays everyone.

I'm not a real fan of Christmas, but if you are then great.

I'm in Southern California with my Mom, and will drive with my sister to our Dad's house tomorrow.  This is the only place where everyone I know, is aware of my secret.  It's kind of nice.  I don't suppose that it will be too long before I let the cat of the bag with my close friends at home.  I'm still unsure about my co-workers, but I'm sure in time everyone will be on board.

The Amigo is in Mexico, visiting his family.  It's bitter sweet.

He hasn't been home in 5 years, and recently his family has suffered two tragedies.  Amigo was very upset that he was so far away, and felt so helpless.  After the first tragedy, the death of a sister, we booked him a ticket to go home for the Christmas break.  Then a couple weeks ago, a very close neice (more like a sister than a neice) was injured in a traffic accident, and had to have her foot amputated.  Amigo could not focus on his school work, and this was during his finals.  I'm afraid his grades are suffering.

Honestly, neither of us were sure if Amigo was even going to come back.  Perhaps his family needed him at home.  His sister that recently passed away was the care taker of the family, and especially Amigo's aging mother.

Amigo and I text several times a day, and we usually "facetime" chat in the morning and evening.  This year, Amigos family is apparently not celebrating Christmas.  His mom doesn't feel up to it and I guess that they are trying to respect her wishes.  At least that's my take on it.  Communication is still not perfect between the Amigo and I, and he seems reluctant to talk about the subject.

One thing I can tell is that returning home to Mexico is not the joyous occasion I thought it was going to be.  I was so happy that Amigo was returning home after a long and hard 5 years away.  I guess I failed to realize that he was returning to a saddened house.  He felt so helpless being a thousand miles away, and now, he feels helpless even though he's home.

I feel pretty sure that he will decide to come back to Utah.  I know he misses me and hopefully he can graduate in a year (or less I hope).

I'll know for sure, on New Year's day when we are both scheduled to fly back to SLC.

Until then, Happy Holidays everyone.

Post Thanksgiving.

There's not much to report here from Jackville.

The Amigo suggested we drive to California to visit my mom during his Thanksgiving break from School.  Neither of us realized that he had the entire week off, so when he found out, we made travel plans.

The Amigo LOVES my mother.  My mom is a very affectionate person and loves strong masculine hugs.  Her husband died of a sudden heard attach 8 years ago, and she craves a strong manly hug like crazy.  The Amigo has been away from home and hasn't seen HIS mother in 5 years, so he loves hugging my mom.  It's really good for both of them.  They embrace and squeeze each other when ever they are together.

The trip was good, although the drive from Salt Lake to California is 11-12 hours, and I dislike driving those long distances.  We stopped overnight in Vegas on the way down, and in Mesquite on the way back, so it's wasn't too bad.

My magic boner pills from India finally showed up 2 days before the trip.  The were sent with signature conformation, so I had to go to the post office to pick them up, but there were no other complications, and they seem to work just like the old ones did.

I also had another blog reader offer to send me his supply of Cialis, as he is a young handsome virile stud that doesn't really need them...   ;)

Thanks man.  You know who you are.

I haven't tried the Cialis yet, I'm going to wait for this weekend to give them a test drive.

Things went well for the Amigo and I on our trip.  I was a little worried that being with him 24/7 for nine straight (no pun intended) days would drive me a little crazy, but I enjoyed all of our time together.  We even had Thanksgiving dinner with another gay couple.  "Los Maricones" as the Amigo calls them.

My sister's good friend came out about 20 or 25 years ago.  He and his partner live in West Hollywood, I think.

I know......They live in West Hollywood and they are gay?  Shocking!

Last Thanksgiving, my sister invited "Los Maricones" to have dinner with them, and I was in Salt Lake, with Amigo.  We had only been dating a couple of months at that point.  I had a Skype conversation with them, and it was a little strange talking to my mom and sister, and the gay couple having dinner with them, all the time having my secret new boyfriend, just out of frame at my house.  It was just a month later that I would come out to my parents, and tell them about Amigo while visiting them last Christmas.  How time flies when you're having a gay old time, eh?

Sex with the Amigo still continues to frustrate me.  The feeling when we fuck is the best ever.  Seriously, I could not imagine a fuck toy designed to deliver more pleasure to my penis that when we screw, yet I still only achieve orgasm half the time.  When I do, it's mind blowing!  Culminating in an almost seizure like climax.  But like I said, it only happens half of the time.  The other half the poor Amigo is pummeled for 20 or more minutes until I tire or he becomes too sore.

This happened in the Hotel in Mesquite.  Luckily for me, he offered one of his fantastic blow jobs and I was able to deliver my load to him orally, then we satisfied him, by hand as usual.

Again, it's strange, as the Amigo gives me one of the best feeling BJs ever (and I'm quite the connoisseur if I do say so myself) but a few times, I've failed at achieving an orgasm by that means.  Grrrr.  So frustrating!  If it feels so good, why don't I cum ??!!

I know there is a mental block there, but I can't seem to find a sure-fire way around it.

So here it is.  December already.  My thermometer reads 18 degrees outside.  Brrrr.