It's just after 12 am on the 26th of May - less than 24 hours to go now before I would have kept my legs crossed for a year.
In approximately nine hours, however, my lips will be wrapped around the penis of one of my best buds - Raj. I know this not because of any special clairvoyant gift - but because we arranged a Monica Lewinsky special for 9 in the morning, this morning.
Why? Well... I just miss giving a BJ, and want to make sure that I have not forgotten how. Raj is the only guy I know who I can give a BJ to while being absolutely certain that:
1. His opinion of me will not change (except maybe that I give decent head)
2. NOTHING else will happen - sexually, emotionally, or otherwise (except perhaps more BJs)
3. We can still be friends afterwards
That's a steal of a deal. Plus things are starting to happen between Nar and I; it seems that everytime we drink together, we both start searching for the alcohol the other has drunk... with our tongues... down each other's throat. We're usually quite successful, actually.
I know that it seems slightly absurd - counterintuitive, really - to want to give another guy a BJ because of a possible relationship starting up with yet another. To me, however, it makes quite perfect sense. Raj is a virgin - never been kissed... on the dick that is. Nar is a man-whore - drinker, (former) smoker (he quit on his 24th birthday a couple of weeks ago), and a fucker extraordinaire. I kinda want to revamp my BJ skills - kinda boost my morale while taming my gag reflex - before moving on to bigger fish.
My plan is to give Raj as many BJs as I can until exams in mid June, because I know that as soon as exams are over, Nar and I shall be liming quite a lot.
My... I feel like such a whore... and oh how I missed that feeling.
As an aside, I do like Nar a bit, yes. No emotional attachments quite yet, though I'm open to the idea of something developing - the sexual attraction is there (especially in the presence of alcohol), and I do enjoy hanging out with him. That's 2 out of 3 reasons right there.
Ah. Look a the fucking time! I gotta get out here... but before I do. What's with this Chris Brown fellah? You know... the - what is he? 15? 16? - year old black singer who dances like a dream and is the new craze. I swear - he sounds just like Michael Jackson! Am I the only person who thinks so? Especially when he sang that slow tune - can't remember the fucking name - but all I could think of, first time I heard it, was Michael Jackson back when he was all of 10, dancing in front of his brothers, and not quite yet a white woman.
I suppose that Chris Brown would be aiming more for the Usher kinda style - smooth voice, smooth dance moves kinda thing... but from the sounds of it... I dunno... If Chris' voice does not crack in the next couple of years, his skin will start to pale, and his nose will begin decaying.
The count down is on.
"Try to guess the connection between these things...
a spider
a sleeping bag
a flashlight
Michael Jackson
...that's right. These things are more and more likely to be found in a Boy Scout's tent." - Conan O'Brien
I hope I got that right.