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This is a LONG one. Bear with me.
First, I'd like to start off with some trivia about myself. More could follow, depending on how the scheme I have in mind pays out. Read on (in my next post), and you'll learn about it.
Lenny:
(Classified as Chordata Mammalia Primates Hominidae Homo Sapiens Sapiens)
Height - 181 cm
Weight - 75.5 kg
Age: 30 years, seven months, 23 days (appx)
Sex: (Yes please!) Uh, male, actually...
Complexion: fair
Hair color: medium/dark brown
Eye color: green/brown
Hair length: below shoulder-level, slightly wavy
Funny beard: yes
Shoe size - 42 1/2 (euro measurements)
Jeans size - 33"/32" (slim cut)
Dick size - above average (for a caucasian)
Nourishment preference: omnivore
Gender preference: bisexual
Maybe you learned something there, maybe you did not... Well, a few things should be news to each and every one of you. But now, on with the show. Warning, contains fairly graphic descriptions of events. Reader discretion advised.
I plain DECIDED that today was going to be a good day. I decided because of YOU that I would go back to the gym today, and keep going back. Why? Because IF (but I'd rather think of it as WHEN) we see each other, I want to look my very best. I want you to see me, and I want you to LIKE what you see...!  HUGS to you!
There, that's how much you mean to me. Maybe I was dead wrong when I said you could not help?
I had decided, and even though my descisiveness wavered for a moment or two, I still went through with it. I shaved and took care of my personal hygiene, got dressed (first snow has already started falling up north; here it was plain cold in the early morning), and got on the bus and went to the gym... Yes, I noticed I've lost a lot in the two months I've been absent, primarily in the cardio department, but some strength too. I could have managed more reps in some exercises (I didn't lower the weight load, quite on purpose), but I didn't want to over-exert myself. I will pay a heavy enough price tomorrow as it is (and actually, I'm already starting to feel it, mainly in my arms). Anyway, it felt good to be back. I've missed it, and now I don't have to feel bad about sitting home and wasting time anymore.
After my workout (which consisted of a full 20 mins warmup, weights, and 40 mins cardio), I went to the swimming arena. A: I wanted to loosen up a bit by doing a couple laps in the pool. B: I wanted to loosen up more in the sauna. C: I might bump into some interesting person while doing so...
Christ almighty, did I do that or what?! (Yes, here the naughty begins, so proceed at your own risk, heh heh heh!)
For the first hour and a half or so, everything was plain boring Boring BORING. I tried to relax as much as I could, enjoying the heat and swimming a couple hundred meters like I'd promised myself. Then I met a guy. No need to describe HOW we met (it was infinitely less complex than the mating ritual of the Albatross), but we met.
He wasn't good-looking. He didn't have a nice body, and I didn't find him attractive at all. This was a pretty large stumbling-block for me, because my equipment sort of has a tendency to not work very efficiently unless at least SOME of the above ingredients are present in the stew. It was easier when I closed my eyes and simply forgot how he looked, and let his hands do the work... And he did have some very skilled hands...! Yes siree bob, VERY skilled! He did a great number of things 'right' for me, and only a few things wrong. Previously, people have gotten it mostly or in some cases, almost exclusively wrong. I don't like to be manhandled; fast and/or rough does not turn me on. This guy did it the right way. It was awesome...
That wasn't the REALLY good thing though. You see, after a bit, a young guy appeared. He was CUTE. A bit soft around the waist, but not excessive. He WAS real CUTE though. Not pretty as say Edward Furlong in his earlier movies, but definitely still quite a looker... Taller than me by about half a head, bleached-tipped short hair, pale skin, clean almost all over. Stubble-shaved groin. NICE equipment! (He got one over on me there as well!) He was showing it off even in the shower, and then... MMM.
Unfortunately, the first guy was still around. But that was hardly anything that bothered me by then. I concentrated exclusively on Cutie. First, when we just touched ourselves, I looked at him all the time. Didn't take my eyes off him for a second! Then we all ended up within arms reach of each other and it became kind of a groping session.
Then I kissed him. I was the first of us to make the move, I wanted to be the first to dare. I just put my hand behind his head, looked at him to see if it was OK and then guided him in... Lovely.
He wasn't a GREAT kisser (what is it with gay guys kissing with open mouths like they're trying to eat you? Is that supposed to feel good?! You wouldn't kiss a girl that way would you?!), but it was still real nice just because I was kissing him... I kept kissing him as much as I could, trying to teach him the way I like it without speaking a word. Slowly, he seemed to catch on I think... I touched and kissed all over his face. Cheeks, forehead, eyes, hair... Neck and shoulders too. I hugged him as much as I could, suckled on his earlobes... He tasted salty of sweat, and it was total sweetness. He liked it, I know. He came back for more again and again. He also had this really cute habit to close his eyes when I kissed him... That was awesome too!
Of course we all touched other places too. He was like super-stiff! Jesus! I pride myself of not being a softie, but dammit, this guy was young and slimy and HARD! GGHAAAH! Actually, I was down on my knees, just starting to taste his hardness...
Then more people arrived in the shower room! You'll never see three people flee into a respective corner of a sauna quite so quick as us, LOL! I curse that I didn't get to take more of him into my mouth, but...well, shit happens. Fortunately it was another gay man. Unfortunately, he's older and not good looking. He reminds me of a stern policeman or something, heh heh. Actually, he has a really good physique so he COULD in fact really be something like that. Anyway, his mere presence acted as a turnoff on me. I had been in saunas a lot by then also which did not make it any easier (heat does not help to temper THIS particular sword!). The cutie though, he was impressive as hell.
Then ANOTHER gay man arrived and he was also older and unattractive to me. Not fat at all, not muscular either. Just really lean and unattractive. That really put a damper on me and I could not get it up AT ALL. That was AWFUL, especially with Cutie there and stiff as an iron pole! I wanted to, but I COULD NOT! Even a cold shower and some time by myself did not help. While I was out of the sauna, the newest guy left. I went back in, still nothing working. Cutie came to the rescue. We've been exchanging looks and smiles all the time up until now, and maybe he understands. He pats the wooden bench next to himself and I move over. He starts touching my leg (and some other part of me located right nearby), and I put my arm around his shoulder and touch him back, kissing and stuff. I spring back to life. Aaah. Finally, I'm working properly again!
We kiss A LOT, and I touch him mostly while that first guy jerks him off. It's really cool, he turns to me, only me, to be kissed, and I am very willing to do it for him... After a while of that, he's starting to climax and takes over the job of taking himself that last stretch. We kiss almost all the time up until it happens (and he kisses almost like me now so it's much better!) and then I see him cum on his stomach...
Cutie leans his head against mine, resting. It feels so very nice that he does it, that he leans AGAINST ME, and he's really sticky and stuff now (but he's still totally hard! Amazing guy!)...
Even out in the shower he refuses to let himself go down fully (or maybe he's so turned on he CAN'T, I don't know which). I'd like to touch him there too, but I don't know if it's proper so I don't. When I think he's starting to be done showering, I ask him if maybe he'd like to do this again some time, under more controlled circumstances... HE SAYS YES!!!
We exchange email addresses in the locker room. If he does a google on mine, he'll find my stories...and other stuff... Well, who cares. I know his NAME too, and if judging from his looks and his email addy, he was born in '79, so he's about 23 years old. SWEET! He studies at the uni here in town, but I don't know what (yet; I hope to find out).
Now is the time when I should start looking for anvils falling from the sky aiming themselves at my head, but I'm going to NOT do that for a while on purpose while I savor this moment... I'll email him later when I'm done writing all this, and then maybe start cleaning up my apartement a bit in case I get a visitor some day.
More to follow. Now go read the next post, because this got so naughty I don't want people to miss it in case they're afraid of naughty and don't read this one all to the end.
-Lenny (who's like, OMG! OMG! OMG! right now...!)
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Since I had already decided I would have a good day even before I met Cutie, I was intending to do do this all along...
I'm giving each and every one of you, active participants and lurkers alike, ONE QUESTION PER PERSON to which I solemnly promise and swear I will answer truthfully, no matter what the question is.
You only get ONE question though, and I reserve the right to either answer as briefly (maybe just with one word), or as verbosely (multiple sentences) as I want, at my discretion.
I will also not respond to repeated/duplicate, and/or invalid questions, so don't waste your chance here. Make sure you've read previous posts before you go ahead and commit yourself.
Examples of invalid questions are: "would you xxx, and how would you do it?" That is two questions rolled into one. Just one question please. Don't try to be sneaky and ask, "when you do xxx, how do you do it?", because I might answer you with, "I never do xxx" and point my finger and laugh at you.
Another invalid example: Xyz asked you about xxx, tell me more." That question has been asked and answered Yours is redundant, and you wasted your chance.
*** A warning for both our sakes: If you think the answer to my question might degrade the view you have of me as a person, you might want to consider if you want to ask that question. ***
Also, you lurkers... You MUST come out of hiding to use your chance. You can't email me your question and have me answer it for you. Do it here or not at all.
Now git crackin. I wanna have some Q:s to answer next time I come 'round here...!
-Lenny
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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first off....WOOHOO..... good to have you back at the gym, and having some "fun" there....hehehe
well you made up your mind to have a good day and it seems that you are.....Q: are you going to decide to make everyday a good day?
peace
tim...of USA
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timmy
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What the heck are you doing reaidng this stuff and answering questions when you could be with him?
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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First off, OMG. For a question, gee only get one, so let's see.
Okay, if this is a public shower area (which I assume). How did you know to go for it?
Brian
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This question BEGS to be answered with a single word, but I'll elaborate anyway.
No, that is impossible. It worked THIS time and THIS time only, out of sheer luck mostly. Yeah, it would have been a good day even without Cutie, and in one regard, a better day.
It's not as if I can decide this on a daily basis you know. Maybe I can do it again, but if I try too often the magic would fizzle.
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Haha! Good question...
I guess he's got a life that does not revolve around me, timmy...! Maybe afternoon classes or something.
I didn't want to push myself on him. I thought I was brave enough just asking for his email address, and the one he gave me isn't working. Maybe he isn't particulary interested... 
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Go for what?
Your question is ambiguous. Well for starters, it is a not very heavily trafficked area, at least during daytime. Half an hour can go by without a soul showing up. Second, he was announcing his wishes quite plainly already when I first saw him (he was standing in a shower with the beginning of a hard-on showing).
Things proceeded from there...
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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AARRGGHH! Only one!!!
My instinct here is to wait till some others ask a few of the many questions that I have in order to eliminate them from my list. However, in the interest of expedience, here goes ....
We all occasionally need sex sometimes (myself probably more than most, not that I get it, but I digress), some people say that casual sex, or sexual contact with someone you don't know well is immoral, unsafe, or just plain wrong, where do you come down on this issue?
For the record, and in the interest of disclosure, I believe it to be unhealthy not to engage in desired human contact (yes I mean sex) once in a while. I believe that if more people in this world did have sex a bit more often, rather than being sexually repressed, the world would be a happier place (maybe even less war!).
Thanks,
Kevin
P.S. I don't want this one to count but I do wonder if someone will ask if this thread is cathartic for you. Not that I am asking or anything, hehe.
"Be excellent to each other, and, party on dudes"!
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All I can say it what kind of gym is this??? Seams more like a Queer as Folk episode. Then, giving someone a wrong email after enthusiastically agreeing to do it again. Totally weird.
Question: Are you going to shave the pubes too if you are going to see him again?
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Jesus, Kevin... Isn't it pretty OBVIOUS where I stand on the issue? 
I won't jump in the sack with just anyone of course. But if I feel attracted (enormously so in this case), I will not let such a wonderful opportunity pass me by. Of course the question of safety entered into my mind, but I decided that this guy was safe. Maybe not a smart thing to do, but at least I have statistics on my side. He was too hot not to touch (and other things).
And I NEEDED it too. Needed to feel desireable to someone else. I still need it, need so badly I can taste it in my mouth... I have so much to give of myself but no-one to give it to. What I did yesterday only relieved me of a tiny little fraction of all that...
...Cathartic, geez. I had to look that word up.
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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No, because it would look like a bald patch on me.
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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which means your a rather hairy guy....hehehe
peace
tim...of USA
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"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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the scholar
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Reading the tale of your exploits I felt quite voyeuristic - Perhaps you could turn this into a story - an encounter between people anonymous to us to make me feel better. My question? How about doing that? With your skills it shouldn't be too hard (or perhaps....!!)
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Hi Lenny!
Keep on with these real-life events if you want to! They're very interesting for everybody, and not just in a voyeuristic way...isolated or searching people need these snippets of real life to help them on their journey! Of course, I also like Scholar's idea of turning this into a short story as well!
Question: What do you see for yourself and your life in 5 years' time? Goals/plans/relationship...?
Have a good week, everybody!
"Always forgive your enemies...nothing annoys them quite so much." Oscar Wilde
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No Message Body
"Be excellent to each other, and, party on dudes"!
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Hmm... A story... I'm not sure it would be comfortable for me to do that. Strange as it may seem, it feels easier to reveal myself here completely than to write a story between anonymous people based on real-life events.
Besides, I'm committed to too many different projects already so it would get a really low-low priority, so low it almost wouldn't be worth bothering really.
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Geez! Kevin says "great question", and I'm forced to agree even though I hate this question!
It's easily the most difficult one any of you has asked so far, and I promised I would answer truthfully. (Rrrggg...! ) I guess I could try to weasel my way out of it by saying, "hoping I've won the lottery, moved to the US, found a great guy I'm in love with, working in either sales or customer support (because I love to help people)."
It would only be half the truth though. So I guess the full answer is, something like the stuff above, or else I'm not around anymore.
Simple as that.
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Location: currently So Cal
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Congratulations! Wow. Who'd have thunk it? Lenny the stud.
You've just changed my whole impression of you. I've always thought of you as this great guy who refused to allow himself to enjoy life. First your vacation and now this. I'm going to have to completely rethink you. You may not be able to do this everyday and make it work, but you can do it more often. And I'm not just talking about finding a guy and having sex. Just making the decision to have a good day, then going out and enjoying yourself, even if it's just a trip to a coffee shop, sitting in a corner and sipping a cup while watching people go by. No question from me, but a challenge to you to go out and have another good day-- today!
ok. I lied. So sue me. I do have a question. Is this one of the sites/sights you're going to show me? Guy or gym your choice.
Think good thoughts,
e
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No Message Body
"Be excellent to each other, and, party on dudes"!
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Please don't re-think me too much, e... I am pretty much that person you describe still, I have moments when I escape away from it, but most of the time I am caught in this trap of mine.
And as for your question: if I manage to win Cutie, or another guy like him, I'd definitely show him to you. Hell, I'd snap a pic of him and mail it to everyone on the board who wants a copy...! If I was to show you the gym, I'd have to ask you something first though: can you get away from your wife for a couple hours...? 
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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