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30 june

So there I was, sitting in my truck at about 10PM, at the end of a lot, all by myself except for a couple cars and a truck at the other end. There was no light whatsoever except from the passing cars on the highway. If I tried to get out, my cab light would expose me, like this was the time for being coy. Anything could have happened to me in this desolate place. I trembled with excitement.

After about ten minutes I heard one of the car doors open and shut- no cab light, how'd he do that?- someone got out, but it was so dark I couldn't tell where the person was heading. I just sat in my truck and waited.

For an instant I made out an approaching form, heard faint footsteps, then nothing. I waited, and a few minutes later, like an apparition, a silent, powerfully built torso, barely contained in white tank top, sailed by, slowing as he passed my truck, but he didn't stop and disappeared a few feet away.

I knew there was nothing else beyond my truck, and waited for him to pass again, and he did, but didn't stop, and in a pair of seconds melted into the darkness. I waited about a minute, then got out of my truck, my cab light flashing a signal that I was beginning the hunt.

You would think that after all the sex I had in San Francisco, even turning down an offer for a last minute quickie with another ho I've had the hots for, that this was the last place I wanted to be. Well, I say you should have balance in your life, and after all the consuming of my meat that weekend, it was time to take my turn on the knee.

And so I did. My eyes started to adjust to the blackness. When I found the clump of brush, I followed the little trail to Mr. Tank Top. If you sat him next to me on a couch today I couldn't tell you who he was. But, if you sat him next to me at the Tom Kat Theatre and had me blow him, I might recognize him. I knelt to the ground, he pulled it out, and I began sucking him. He didn't get hard right away.

Two other men stood nearby. One a large dark man, the other a guy with dark hair and a moustache. The tableaux would have been right at home in a Benetton billboard. When the dark guy stood next to Tank Top, Tank Top's cock started to grow, and kept growing. Just as he was getting a full-on, he took my mouth off his and put it on his buddy's dick, already stiff, and Moustache started to move over.

Dark Guy came right away, and zipped up and nearly sprinted to his truck. Tank Top, at full attention, got my full attention and soon popped off. I didn't even get to try out Moustache, he shot before he got to me. Same deal, stuff it back in the pants, dash to the car. I didn't care that I had not even pulled mine out, though I still had a boner when I emerged from the deep, deep darkness into the plain old darkness.

Farther down the road, while discovering a wet spot of semen on my shirt, I saw what looked like another cruise spot. I was tempted to stop, but it was late, and needed sleep more than more pole licking. I was quite satisfied with my Straight To Hell experience.

I'd also put it under my 'Things I Did This Year That Surprised Me' list. Other items:
-eating something that had fallen on the floor and not even washing it (a french fry at that, but I had cooked it myself)

-that I would make french fries

-playing water basketball with my cousins

-gathering pine needles off the ground (in Griffith Park, which comes with its own possibilities, besides, they make a good mulch)

-living in a cottage- actually, it's the fact that I'm paying so much in rent that surprises me

-placing a personal ad, something I said I'd *never* do. At least it was on the internet, and not one of those 'me: red stretch top and jeans, you: floppy hat. saw you Sunday at the t-dance, you smiled, we talked but you had to go with friends, call me...')

-going to a suburban bar to meet a guy who contacted me through the ad (he was not there, or he was there and just didn't look like his description

-using cold water to wash dishes- it's an environmental thing, why waste all that water that comes out before it gets hot?

-having hot sex with another guy I met from same ad, twice

-meeting Arianna Huffington, and totally liking her, she gets my vote if she runs for office

-risking another flight on some unknown airline (coming up in September)

-playing patticake with Cole Tucker (on the set of The Fluffer)

-stripping naked for money (Man's Country, in Chicago)

-liking it and wanting to do it again

-performing about 90% of 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show' in front of my friend Sid and his friends (during down time on the set of The Fluffer)

-helping a friend navigate an early mid-life crisis- in my truck (we were parked, I'd never attempt that in a moving vehicle)

-visiting a home in Malibu's 'Colony' (but as day labor, not 'night labor')

-getting a book autographed by Henry Rollins (during a shoot I was responsible for, since it was my idea to use him)

-this name dropping, what's that about?

-my get-up at San Francisco Pride

-calling the director of two of my top ten favorite movies a Nazi spy- in an affectionate manner

-singing kareoke at a lesbian bar in Pomona

-getting confused sitting next to two beautiful lesbians


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