Stop punching

I met a few friends down town today, straight guys. Well, they’re not really my friends but I we know eachother. Friends friends.

These guys are really nice guys, friendly and giving. The only problem I have is that when we meet they always have to do something to look cool, to look masculine or whatever.

Today one of the guys, after we hugged, had to punch me in the chest and say ‘Micheeeel, how are you?’ . What’s that? Who said that’s what you should do? It’s not just me, they do it to eachother and I know it’s a lot of guys who have to punch, hit or push. Nothing new.

It just makes me wonder…why. Am I supposed to break his nose and say I’m all good, how are you? Is it really that much fun? Does it make you masuline and straight? I can do that, punch someone, even though I’m gayish. All gays are not feminine weak queens you know.

Stupid. 

Punchies and hittings
/Michel

To drop a bomb

My sis dropped a bomb this weekend. After the show she wanted to make a toast for something, I thought she would say something like ‘I’m dating X and it feels great, I really love him’. That would have made me so happy cause she never falls in love. The guys are standing in line.

‘I wanna make a toast, Michel, everybody….I’m moving to Gothenburg in december. My parents finally got me a fabulous apartment.’

Say what?

No. You’re not.

I smiled at her, grabbed my bottle of beer and got to the bottom.

I don’t know if this is a good idea. I want my space. Wanna go out without having her around. She’s not gonna live next door though so that’s good. I hope it turns out great for her…and for me in the end.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

Hardworking man

A hardworking man, mmm, that’s me. I’m enjoying every step I take and ever move I make but it’s time for me to relax. This week is gonna be a calm one, nothing but the studio, friends and to spend some time alone.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

Lappy me, lappy you

I’m sorry folks, I’m off to Varberg tomorrow morning and will stay the night there cause you know what, don’t you…it’s time for lap dance. Gonna give all I got, I want him hard and nice, want him to blsh when I look at his bulge, the boner. Tease like hell and leave him there on the chair asking for more.

Like so many times before.

Wish me luck and see you on sunday.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

He got something in return…and so did I

We cleaned my apartment, the floors, dusting everywhere, did the laundry, washed the dishes (in the washer) and then sat down on the sofa, exhausted, both of us. I said thanks.

‘Something in return right?’
‘Yes, what do you want in return, mister?’
‘I thought about you cooking a nice meal but I changed my mind as we were cleaning. Now I want a nice sweet kiss, please.’
‘Think that’s a good idea, you and me kissing?’
‘Why not?’

And we kissed…a lot…of different parts of eachother.

*blushing* Not gonna happen again, but it was nice.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

I want something in return

Didn’t do good at all in the studio, my ankle is acting up. It allows me to dance around on my toes but as soon as I try to put my heel down it hurts. Stupid. Frustrating. And I can’t dance like that.

Lap dance on saturday so I won’t be practising with Maria anymore this week. I better let my ankle rest tomorrow.

Asked Andy to get here and help me clean my flat tonight, it was a joke, of course. My friends shouldn’t be my maids. (or shall they?)

‘Okey, I will help you but then I want something in return.’
‘And what is that?’
‘I’m not gonna tell you, are you up for it?’
‘I don’t know, I don’t know what it is! What the hell, I’ll do it…or give it to you or say it or whatever it is. It’s a deal.’
‘Hahaha see you tonight then babe.’

I’m a little nervous I have to say.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

My busy busy day

Been at the gym (I’m getting there, I look so damn nice lol) and now I’m off to the studio to dance with Maria. Back for a quick shower after that and then I’m off to Andy.

A busy day. Gym, dancing and close friends. Perfect.

(I try in every way possible to avoid vacuuming and dusting)

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

I brought condoms

Condoms?

Yes, I did bring rubber. I’m glad I did, no creepy diseases or infections in my body, as clean as it can be! I like it that way even though bareback is…awesome.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

That’s the worst thing about being away

Fredrik has been here all afternoon, no, we didn’t have sex. We talked about my job and what he did this weekend and so on…you know. Why didn’t he try to seduce me? Uhm, is he dating someone? I wanna know.

Now I have to do the laundry.

That’s the worst thing about being away, to come back home with a suitcase of laundry. And a lazy butt.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

Gay night

Saturday night, gayclub, I spot him when I’m on stage performing. He’s stading in the front row smiling, jumping and clapping his hands. A playful smile, brown wavy hair and brown eyes, a white top on a tanned body. 

A great looking German, I couldn’t believe it!! (and he wasn’t, he told me later that night he’s Norwegian, a Norwegian marketing manager)

The show ended and we went back stage to take a shower and get dressed to party all night long, we always do when we’re at gayclubs. Me and Bob sat down by one of the tables and ordered a few shots and drinks, had to keep up with the party animals. I looked for Mr. Niceguy and found him on the dancefloor, made us end up next to eachother and…yeah…after P.Diddy feat. Christinas ‘Tell me’ (and way too much ‘Get a room’-dancing) we went to my room, my hotel room.

I couldn’t keep my hands off him…and the way he kissed!! OMG, give me more, honey!

He is versatile, when it comes to sex, that made me very happy…cause so am I. I don’t think I could spend my life with someone whos pure bottom/top. Boooring! Boooring!

So let’s just say we had a great night, a naughty, wild and cuddly night.

He’s been calling me a few times afterwards. ‘Just wanted to say hi and…how are you doing?’

Yeah.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel