White Chicks is sold out?!

Well, Friday night was a blast! EGN wasn't able to make it, so LK and I travelled to Arundel Mills to see White Chicks at the Muvico Egyptian. To our shock, White Chicks was sold out! We had no idea the Wayans brothers were so popular!

Many other shows were sold out as well, so we settled on the 9:30 showing of Spider Man 2, which gave us about an hour to kill. LK treated me to dinner at a nearby restaurant; he's such a sweetheart. The service was quick, the food was good, and I quite enjoyed our dinner conversation.

Spider Man 2 was a fun flick. It spent a lot of time exploring the problems in Peter Parker's life -- falling school grades, Aunt May's finances, wet dreams involving Mary Jane... wait, that last part wasn't in the movie. Sorry. If you've seen any of the trailers, then you know that these problems tempt him to abdicate his responsibilities as Spider Man.

The setup of Otto Octavius (Doctor Octopus) was very well done. I never read the comic version of his origin, but I can't imagine that it was an improvement on this.

I have two quibbles. First, there was sort of a dream sequence with Peter's Uncle Ben, which I found to saccharine, and Spider Man saves the day for a trainload of commuters more reminiscent of Super Man. Other than that, I had no complaints. The movie was thoroughly entertaining, which is all I really ask.

Afterwards, LK and I beat it back to the city. I wasn't planning on a 9:30 show, so I hadn't taken my evening HIV meds, which meant that I couldn't hang out. He's still recovering from surgery to install a permanent shut for his dialysis, so I doubt he was up for much anyway.

So I got home, took my pills and fell into bed. Zzzz.

Auction at the Spike

Tonight was the date for the Daddy/Boy/Master/Slave auction at the Spike in Baltimore, with the proceeds going to Movable Feast, a volunteer organization that delivers meals to homebound people with AIDS. EGN agreed to participate in the auction, and he asked me to come along and take pictures.

He was very busy today (unlike me; I suspect that I was a little depressed), so he arrived about 45 minutes late. He wasn't late for the auction, but he and I had arranged to meet around 8:30 pm so he could give me his camera.

I quickly figured out how to use his camera (it's digital; I'm a bit-whisperer) and took several nice shots of the auction, taking care to get pictures of everybody, because EGN was going to share these photos with the organizer of the auction. I've asked EGN if I can post one of him here; as soon as he's approved it, I'll share it. :-)

In the meantime, you can picture a sexy black man, built like a linebacker, wearing a leather officer's cap, harness, studded jockstrap and boots. Yum!

Under the terms of the auction, the winning bidder gets to hang out at the bar for the rest of the evening with the man whose favors he has purchased. No other warranty, express or implied! EGN wanted to spend the evening with me, so, along with the camera, he passed me $80 to make sure I won. I got him for $60, which was a steal!

After the auction, he gave me permission to quickly run back to my apartment about a block and a half away to copy the photos into my computer. Upon returning, there was a surprise auction of three young guys as a threesome, which surprisingly netted only $50. I tell you, if I had the cash, I would have bid those boys up!

EGN and I spent the rest of the evening making out in the corner. He's a very sexy man and I respond to him passionately. We had my shirt off and he really worked my nipples with his fingers, lips and teeth. I'm not used to rough tit play, so they'll be a little sore for a while. He and I also discreetly had our cocks out for a few moments -- I didn't care who may be watching, or even taking pictures (some flash bulbs went off, but I was too distracted to notice if they were pointed our way)! I felt like I was in a porn video.

He and I need to talk about his phone call where he confided that he had feelings for me. I really enjoy spending time with him, and I'm feeling something, I just don't know what it means. All I know is that I've been single and on my own for only about three months, after thirteen years. I think we're going to have to take that into account.

When I got home, I emailed him a link to this journal, along with the instruction that he was to talk to me if he was concerned about anything I write here about him. I hope to see him Monday evening. At this moment, I'm willing to skip the dinner and the movie!

All day today I was listless and unmotivated. I can probably attribute part of that to sleep; I haven't been giving myself the sleep that I need during the week. Witness the fact that it's after 1 am and I'm writing in my journal. I may also have been a little depressed. I wanted to clean my apartment, but couldn't get up the energy to really care about it. If the place wasn't such a sty right now, I would have probably invited EGN over. That'll teach me.

My evening stands in sharp contrast to my day. I've been keeping this journal about a month now, and this is the first time I've used the horny mood! :-9

Blink.

I set my alarm for 8:00 this morning because I have things to do today before heading into DC. I woke up at 6:30, after going to bed about 1:30 last night. I guess I got more sleep yesterday than I needed. :-\