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The one with all the quiet sex.
October 20
JC is my friend and I love him and I will gladly let him stay with me and Chris for as long as he needs to.
JC is my friend and I love him and I will gladly let him stay with me and Chris for as long as he needs to.
JC is my friend and I love him and I will gladly let him stay with me and Chris for as long as he needs to.
JC is my friend and I love him. JC is my friend and I love him. JC is my friend and I love him. JC is my friend and I love him and ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY!
So. Ever since JC moved in and, uh, fell in on us having sex, Chris gets uncomfortable and throws worried looks at the door whenever I try to kiss or hug or blow him against it. I don't even know what it is he's afraid would happen. It's not like we haven't shown our love to the other guys ever before, come on. No, there's something else going on here.
It's frustrating, because we did the friends-bit for ages, and now we're doing the lifepartner-bit and there should be no detours from this road. It's a philosophy that has worked well for me in life, so I see no reason to change this now.
Tonight, after another session of Very Quiet and Careful Sexual Intercourse with Chris, I explained all this to him. In great lengths. I even drew him a little picture in the air symbolising a throbbing heart with his name on it and then the universal sign for "fucking like bunnies" so he wouldn't misunderstand what I was trying to tell him.
He started looking nervous around the "lifepartner", but otherwise he did not change his mind and accept my plan. Dammit. The plan was that he would always follow my plan.
Instead, Chris just frowned and said: "Well, I'm just not comfortable having sex thinking JC is outside list...is in the house." Frown deepened. "You're pretty loud, you know."
I sighed patiently: "Look, I understand. I'm just saying my love for you knows no such boundaries as privacy or control. I love you THAT much."
Chris: "You love me so much you can't not have loud sex in front of your friends?"
Me: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is, I've never KNOWN love like this. And I can't hold back. It's such a strong feeling I should put it in a song."
Chris: "Yes. And you should call the song 'I like to have loud sex in front of my friends.'"
Urgh. What's his PROBLEM?
October 21
Realised I have to be more strategic than I have been so far. Planned to do some steamy and LOUD kissing in bed while JC took a long bath. (I may have sneakily given him my favorite scented bubblebath-brand and a copy of Chicken Soup to Inspire the Body & Soul: Motivation to Get You Over the Hump and on the Road to a Better Life which I think he'll find interesting and helpful, because that's the kind of good friend I am and, also, I need to keep him occupied.)
*
JC accidentally dropped my book in the bathtub while reading. So now he's out of the bath, relaxed and...and...there, again. I'm back to being frustrated, throwing him resentful glances while blow-drying Chicken Soup to Inspire the Body & Soul, one painstaking page at a time.
That night Chris builts some kind of tent with pillows and sheets to "muffle the sound". Hmm. Maybe he's not the love of my life after all.
This has got to stop!!!
October 22
Today I managed to get Chris in the bedroom and hot and playful in my hands and not-caring about houseguests when JC knocked on the door and asked if we wanted to play scrabble. Chris pushed me away with a mumbled "We should stop...uh, JC..." and sadly zipped his pants back up.
Suspiscious thought no 1: Does JC WAIT for us to do that? Suspiscious thought no 3: What IS the matter with Chris? Suspiscious thought no 3: I could beat JC at scrabbles, right?
Obsessive-compulsive thought no 1 (today): Must...beat...JC...at...scrabble.
*
Beat both JC and Chris in scrabble. Almost made up for the interrupted handjob. Almost
October 23
I finally had to go read another chapter of Chicken Soup for the Woman's Soul (which I don't tell anyone that I own but that's really helpful!). This cannot be good for my Inner Goddess of Zen.
That night Chris actually put a hand over my mouth when I was getting close. That was just totally...okay, so it was kind of hot but I'm sure that wasn't Chris's intention. Actually he explained his intentions quite clearly to me afterwards.
I do NOT sound like a fog horn when I'm about to come, no matter what Chris says.
What the hell is going on?
October 20
JC is my friend and I love him and I will gladly let him stay with me and Chris for as long as he needs to.
JC is my friend and I love him and I will gladly let him stay with me and Chris for as long as he needs to.
JC is my friend and I love him and I will gladly let him stay with me and Chris for as long as he needs to.
JC is my friend and I love him. JC is my friend and I love him. JC is my friend and I love him. JC is my friend and I love him and ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY! ALL WORK AND NO PLAY WITH CHRIS MAKES JUSTIN A VERY DULL BOY!
So. Ever since JC moved in and, uh, fell in on us having sex, Chris gets uncomfortable and throws worried looks at the door whenever I try to kiss or hug or blow him against it. I don't even know what it is he's afraid would happen. It's not like we haven't shown our love to the other guys ever before, come on. No, there's something else going on here.
It's frustrating, because we did the friends-bit for ages, and now we're doing the lifepartner-bit and there should be no detours from this road. It's a philosophy that has worked well for me in life, so I see no reason to change this now.
Tonight, after another session of Very Quiet and Careful Sexual Intercourse with Chris, I explained all this to him. In great lengths. I even drew him a little picture in the air symbolising a throbbing heart with his name on it and then the universal sign for "fucking like bunnies" so he wouldn't misunderstand what I was trying to tell him.
He started looking nervous around the "lifepartner", but otherwise he did not change his mind and accept my plan. Dammit. The plan was that he would always follow my plan.
Instead, Chris just frowned and said: "Well, I'm just not comfortable having sex thinking JC is outside list...is in the house." Frown deepened. "You're pretty loud, you know."
I sighed patiently: "Look, I understand. I'm just saying my love for you knows no such boundaries as privacy or control. I love you THAT much."
Chris: "You love me so much you can't not have loud sex in front of your friends?"
Me: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is, I've never KNOWN love like this. And I can't hold back. It's such a strong feeling I should put it in a song."
Chris: "Yes. And you should call the song 'I like to have loud sex in front of my friends.'"
Urgh. What's his PROBLEM?
October 21
Realised I have to be more strategic than I have been so far. Planned to do some steamy and LOUD kissing in bed while JC took a long bath. (I may have sneakily given him my favorite scented bubblebath-brand and a copy of Chicken Soup to Inspire the Body & Soul: Motivation to Get You Over the Hump and on the Road to a Better Life which I think he'll find interesting and helpful, because that's the kind of good friend I am and, also, I need to keep him occupied.)
*
JC accidentally dropped my book in the bathtub while reading. So now he's out of the bath, relaxed and...and...there, again. I'm back to being frustrated, throwing him resentful glances while blow-drying Chicken Soup to Inspire the Body & Soul, one painstaking page at a time.
That night Chris builts some kind of tent with pillows and sheets to "muffle the sound". Hmm. Maybe he's not the love of my life after all.
This has got to stop!!!
October 22
Today I managed to get Chris in the bedroom and hot and playful in my hands and not-caring about houseguests when JC knocked on the door and asked if we wanted to play scrabble. Chris pushed me away with a mumbled "We should stop...uh, JC..." and sadly zipped his pants back up.
Suspiscious thought no 1: Does JC WAIT for us to do that? Suspiscious thought no 3: What IS the matter with Chris? Suspiscious thought no 3: I could beat JC at scrabbles, right?
Obsessive-compulsive thought no 1 (today): Must...beat...JC...at...scrabble.
*
Beat both JC and Chris in scrabble. Almost made up for the interrupted handjob. Almost
October 23
- Morning-cuddle brutally interrupted by JC calling from kitchen asking if we wanted coffee and Chris immediately pushing me away. Frustration: 1.
- Breakfast-footsie interrupted by JC sitting down by the table and starting conversation with Chris. I finished my cereal in silence and misery. Frustration: 2.
- Shower-handjob interrupted by Chris remembering JC is in the house and turning off hot water. Frustration: 4. Extreme cold water shock: 7 (still shivering).
- Cuddling-on-couch interrupted by JC coming in and moaning about his life. Frustration: 5 (slightly improved by cheerful thoughts of JC's miserable life).
- Kitchen-sex up against fridge interrupted by JC wanting a soda. Frustration: 6.
- TV-fucking on couch interrupted by JC wanting to watch the news. Frustration: 7. Guilt over caring more about my libidio than the upcoming election: 5.
I finally had to go read another chapter of Chicken Soup for the Woman's Soul (which I don't tell anyone that I own but that's really helpful!). This cannot be good for my Inner Goddess of Zen.
That night Chris actually put a hand over my mouth when I was getting close. That was just totally...okay, so it was kind of hot but I'm sure that wasn't Chris's intention. Actually he explained his intentions quite clearly to me afterwards.
I do NOT sound like a fog horn when I'm about to come, no matter what Chris says.
What the hell is going on?