Unmasked

People wear masks for many reasons not just for Halloween. Actual costumes can conceal ones identity and so can that invisible mask people wear. Some people never reveal who they truly are for fear of rejection. Masks can hide your feelings and keep those emotions hidden from onlookers. With everyone pretending to be someone else do we ever really know someone? If you never take off that mask and let someone in, you actually become what the mask represents. It is almost like we are trick or treating through our lives.
People you meet on the street, internet, and bars only show you a fragment of who they really are. It's only bits and pieces of what they want to show you. Everything else is kept hidden under their mask. I've dealt with fake people before. Fake co-workers whom say one thing to you and then get you fired (it actually happened), fake friends whom stab you in the back, and fake boyfriends whom lied, cheated and used you for their own amusement.

Just recently I discovered a Internet friend turned out to be completely fake. I know, shocker right? We chatted on a daily bases, but it turns out he was using someone else's pictures on his Facebook, Twitter and Tumblr! And by pictures I mean albums of them, not just two or three. We are talking hundreds! It totally looked all legit! What was he hiding? Why did he lie? Why was he pretending to be someone else? What mask was he wearing? I'll admit I was upset by this and now that he has been caught he completely fell off the grid. It's true what they say, you never really know anyone! That 20 year Twink with washboard abs, and hung like donkey kong, that you're talking to online, could really be a 45 year old with Dicky-Do Disease. You know, his tummy sticks out further than his "dicky do!"

Now onto physical masks... Kevin and I were invited to Lukas's Halloween party at his home which he refers to as "The Betty Ford Clinic." Kevin and I went dressed as The Little Red Riding Hood and The Wolf dressed as Grandma. I of course was Little Red being a ginger and all. I dressed as the slutty gay version of Little Red Riding Hood. My costume consisted of a long red velvet hooded cape, a tight t-shirt that read, "Too busy to fuck, (You know, cause I was on my way to Grandma's) and ass-less chaps. (I wore cute little red briefs) I carried a white basket. Bringing little treats to Grandma's like, condoms, packets of lube, and Hello Kitty gum. (Which I passed out to party goers while I mooned them.)

  Kevin was dressed as the wolf in Grandma's nightie. Being the hairy otter that he is all he did was wolf out his hair and he wore one of his mom's old pink nighties. The pink nightie was perfect and showed just the right amount of chest hair. We told everyone that he was the wolf dressed as Grandma after he ate her... out!

Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little gay ginger, the prettiest ginger who was ever seen. His Drag Mother was excessively fond of him; and his Grandmother doted on him still more. This good "woman" had a little red riding hood made for him along with cute red underwear. It suited the gay boy so extremely well that everybody called him Little Gay Red Riding Hood.
One day his Drag Mother, having gathered some condoms, said to him, "Go, my dear, and see how your Grandma is doing, for I hear she has strep throat from giving too much head to the woodcutters. Take her these condoms so her mouth gets a break and they fill another hole for once. Also bring her Hello Kitty gum and this little tub of lube."
As he was going through the wood, he met with a very hairy wolf, who had a very great mind to eat him out and hump his hole, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. The wolf asked him where he was going. "I am going to see my Grandma and carry her a basketful of goodies so she doesn't get any STDs!
"Does she live far off?" said the wolf
"Oh I say," answered Little Gay Red Riding Hood; "it is beyond that Adult Book Store you see there, at the first house in the village."
"Well," said the wolf, "and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."
The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest path, and the little gay boy took a roundabout way, entertaining himself by playing with his nuts, and shooting a load. It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house. He knocked at the door: tap, tap.
"Who's queer?"
"Your grandchild, Little Gay Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf, counterfeiting his gay voice; "who has brought you a basketful of goodies sent to you by my Drag Mother."
The naughty Grandmother, who was in bed, because she was somewhat worn out from a fuckfest, cried out, "Pull my bobbin, and my latch will go up."
The wolf pulled the bobbin, and the door opened, and then he immediately fell upon the good "woman" and ate her out in a moment with his long pointy tongue! The wolf put on the Grandmother's nightie. He hog tied her and put her in the closet. The wolf then shut the door and got into the Grandmother's bed, expecting Little Gay Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards and knocked at the door: tap, tap.
"Who's queer?"
Little Gay Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf, was at first afraid; but believing his Grandma had a strep throat and was hoarse from slobbing on knobs answered, "It is your grandchild Little Gay Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a basketful of goodies!
The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "Pull on my bobbin, and my latch will go up."
Little Gay Red Riding Hood pulled the bobbin, and the door opened.
Little Gay Red Riding Hood took off his clothes and got into bed. He was greatly amazed to see how hairy his Grandmother looked in her nightclothes, and said to her,
"Grandma, what a hairy chest you have!"
"All the better to pet my dear."
"Grandma, what a hairy asshole you have!"
"All the better for you to rim my dear."
"Grandma, what a long tongue you have!"
"All the better to lick you with my dear."
"Grandma, what a nice dick you have!"
"All the better to pound and smack across YOUR FACE MY DEAR!"
And, saying these words, the wicked hairy wolf fell upon Little Gay Red Riding Hood, ate him all out and humped him doggystyle until all the lube was gone!

Ok, ok I know I'm a little crazy, but that's how the gay version of the story would go. The party was fab, cosmos on tap, and people dressed in all kinds of costumes. Lukas was dressed as a priest and his boyfriend (of only two weeks. Kevin hooked up with Lukas a couple of weeks before the party. He was single then!) was his altar boy. I almost felt as if I should kneel before him. Maybe that was what he intended with his costume. I said, "Excuse me Father for I have sinned. It has been two hours since my last confession." Lukas replied, "Say 3 Hail Marys, 2 Our Fathers and stop being a fucking whore!" I said, "Well I already did 2 Fathers while 3 Marys watched!" He said, "Congrats! You have secured your penthouse suite in hell! I will be across the hall."

The party brought familiar faces like Aaron, Lukas's houseboy. Yes he has an altar boy and a houseboy! Aaron dressed as he would when he cleans Lukas's house, short shorts and a very low sloop shirt. The last party I attended at Lukas's, Aaron got really drunk within a few hours and ended up showing everyone his penis. He still doesn't remember it. Kevin and I had a bet to see how long it would take this time. Apparently only the Grim Reaper may have gotten a glance. Aaron gave a guy dressed up as the Reaper a blow job in the bathroom. Looks like he got his stiff after all.

While Kevin and I made bad decisions, him more so than I, Bobby was at the Halloween Takeover event. He dressed up as a football player and let me tell you I wanted to play "touch" football after he sent Kevin and I a picture of his costume. His package looked huge. Like he was smuggling something in the skin tight football shorts. Bobby told us he was a "tight-end" but I prefer to say "wide receiver!" He said, "Omg it was the best Takeover I have ever been to! And in that little number I had on it was a night of high flirtation." In this case Bobby used his costume as a mask to hide his awkwardness. It must have felt kind of freeing to be someone else and receive some attention that he deserved. I'm glad he had a good time. Parts of Lukas's party are somewhat hazy. I had one to many cosmos and ended up passing out on Lukas's sofa. I awoke Sunday morning hungover, still fully dressed in costume, and wrapped up in my red hooded cape. My basketful of goodies nowhere to be seen. (I later found it on the kitchen counter with almost all the condoms gone.) I heard a noise coming from the basement, in any horror movie this is where I would die! Never investigate a noise because that's where the killer is waiting for you!

But it was just Lukas cleaning up the bar. He made me a Bloody Mary which took my hangover away. I looked around and noticed a girl sleeping on the sofa, and Kevin sleeping on the blow up bed with one of Lukas's friends. I had brought that blow up bed with us so Kevin and I could sleep on it! Kevin's little head peeked through the covers and he looked at me. I mouthed, "What happened?" and pointed my finger at him and the guy sleeping next to him. Kevin gestured with his hand and mouth that he had gotten a blow job. Pure class, I know. I mouthed back "Whore!" Looks like I need to fumigate that bed! He said he didn't get anything on it, but I am half tempted to take a blacklight to it. Later he told me nothing really happened because the guy couldn't get it up. He was on anti-depressants. Kevin said, "It really was depressing... for me!! I couldn't even get it in because that girl was sleeping on the sofa. He totally wanted to ride my dick too. This doesn't count!" I guess you can take the wolf out of the nightie, but you can't take the dog out of the boy! This is Kevin's slutty mask that he wears, but he only wears it sometimes. Lately it's been the whole month of October! He said, "I'm just glad October is over. I was way too slutty this month! It was just this month I'm DONE!" I guess he'll put that mask away for a little bit. So will feelings be shared instead of bodily fluids? Your guess is as good as mine.

  I wear a mask too. It's painfully obvious I use humor as a defense mechanism. There's pain and some anger behind the jokes. Whenever I'm upset about something I try to laugh it off. I keep a lot in and use witty banter to let some of it out. I need someone that I can let in without fear of being hurt. So who will finally unmask me? I'm waiting...

You Wanna Do It Here? (Public Sex)

Jules: "Would you ever bang a guy in the bathroom?"
Sven: "If I did, it wouldn't be someone that I needed to get a rabies shot for!"

It is estimated that at any given time there's at least 5,000 people in the world having sex. The most common place for adults to have sex is in the bedroom or somewhere else in their home. "On the bed, on the floor, on the towel, by the door, in the tub, in the car, up against the mini-bar!" The second most common place is actually in their car. Having sex with the light on is great just make sure the car door is shut. Public sex is a lot more common then people think. Straight couples have had sex in public places obviously, but it's more common among gay men, bi-sexual men and closeted men. (They feel that it's their only option.) Some reasons for public sex are; fetishes, people get turned on by the thought of getting caught, it's adventurous! They have no other choice, you live with someone or you aren't out yet. Str8 men or bi men meet for anonymous sex. And then there's that possibility that they are just a sausage swallowing, tubesteak loving, cum guzzling slut!

In the gay world you are bound to run into public sex. Fooling around in gay bar's bathrooms is almost a rite of passage. (back door passage) There's of course the Gay Church aka The Gym where sexual acts have um gone down and there's even bathhouses that cater to gay sex acts where men can get a facial so to speak. Even gay porn is cashing in on public sex. There's a few gay porn sites that feature men having sex at movie theaters, restroom, and even stores! Now I'm not 100% sure if these are really real or just an act. I know acting in porn vids, that's a new one! I did have to watch some videos (We'll call that 'Research') and in some of the videos they do get caught doing the deed.

Now some of my friends on the other hand, well let's just say they are a tad bit more adventurous or um sluttier than I. I've heard stories about them having sex behind a Red Robin restaurant, parks, public bathrooms, on a picnic table at the beach, porta potty's at pride events, on the bus (I have a friend that commutes to New York for work.) and some even had sex at work. Bobby said, "Yeah I've done stuff in the parking lot at my old job. It was a right of passage with the employees that worked there! Haha!"

I have never had actual sex in public (Cock to an orifice) but I have had extremely naughty dry humping, fondling, panty wetting kind of making out in public. You know the kind where you are both so hard that you're walking like a penguin. Let's just say that involved us leaving quickly and going home. (Pound, pound, pound, pound, pound!!) I did give my boyfriend of the time a handjob in my car. It was behind a shopping parking lot while we were waiting for another friend. I'm glad I had Armor All Wipes in my car cause he shot everywhere! I remember when we picked up my friend she said, "I love that new car smell!" I smell sex and Armor All, yeah! I guess I could count that as a form of public sex even though there was no penetration. It's funny I'm not usually one for PDA (Unless I'm with someone that makes me feel safe. Don't want to be chased with pitchforks!) and public sex is like PDA on steroids! I will admit there's a few guys I would totally ride till they are puffing out air, even if it was in public. Hey if they said yes I'll take it where I can get it.

Kevin has had a few public adventurers since I've known him. He's been on more laps than a napkin. One time he hooked up with this guy whom had a kid and they fooled around in the guy's car. Kevin had to ask the guy to put the child's carseat in the trunk so they could get it on. He told me he actually sat on a McDonalds Happy Meal Toy. Now for most people this would be a mood killer, but Kevin powered through. Last year when Kevin and I were in New Hope he fooled around with a semi straight married guy that was there with his wife. (I'm pretty sure they were swingers) They hooked up in the bathroom, the semi straighty blew him in the bathroom at this hotel we were hanging out at for the day. (It was a gay resort with a big pool we spent the day swimming. I hung out with Knockers.) I only lost track of Kevin for 10 minutes it was a get in, get off kind of thing. So why does Kevin like public sex? He had this to say, "Well for me public sex is exciting! There's nothing hotter than the thought of getting caught by someone! Especially in a parking lot behind Red Robin!! Chicken fingers and sex...yum!!!"

Saturday night Kevin and I were out at the bar. I was doing some research on the public sex topic and I asked a couple of friends if they have ever done it. My friend Allan told me he had many times and then continued to ask me when was the last time I actually had sex. (He knows I can be semi prude sometimes.) I told him it actually wasn't that long ago. He said, "Oh yeah when?" I told him when I was in Philly back in April ("I'm Naked Y'all!") He looked at me and said, "Oh with Knockers, right?" I said, "Um no with Edward!" Apparently the rumors about Knock and I are still going around. (Rumor Has It) Everyone thinks I'm riding him like a jockey. Perhaps I should call him Seabiscuit now. I suppose the rumor could be worse and if there has to be a sex rumor between Knock and I, I'm glad it's with him. He is totally a hottie after all. I told Knock that Bonnie Raitt's song 'Lets Giving Them Something To Talk About' keeps playing in my head. I asked Knockers if he has ever had sex in public before and he said, "No. I'm not really the outdoorsy type. I did join the mile-high club back in 2000 when the bathrooms were a little bigger. It was just the tip though." I'll be honest I would have let him play with my cockpit as well. Hmm I'm thinking maybe Knock and I need to take a vacation together. Haha. He said, "I prefer to have sex in a hotel suite." I agree with him, but I guess I'm not as picky cause after all I did lose my virginity in a Best Western.

Below is an interesting ABC News Article it reminds me of when George Michael was arrested for lewd acts in a public restroom.

When Men Cruise for Sex in Public Places, Police Take Notice, Some Gays Say It's Unfair While...

...many Americans may only be vaguely familiar with the idea of "cruising," there is a secret world of sex between men that exists in public places across the country.
The police officer who arrested Sen. Larry Craig, R-Idaho, in a men's restroom at the Minneapolis airport for allegedly looking to engage in gay sex wrote in his June report that he "recognized a signal used by persons wishing to engage in lewd conduct."
Craig tapped his foot up and down and swiped his hand underneath the bathroom stall in which the undercover cop was sitting, according to the police report.
Those actions led to Craig's arrest by Detective Dave Karsnia and the senator's guilty plea to a disorderly conduct charge. Craig told reporters today that he did nothing inappropriate and said his guilty plea was a mistake.
Public places like men's restrooms, in airports and train stations, truck stops, university libraries and parks, have long been places where gay and bisexual men, particularly those in the closet, congregate in order to meet for anonymous sex.
Over time, people familiar with cruising told ABCNEWS.com, gay men began using a codified system of signals to indicate to others that they were interested in sex. In an effort to curb lewd acts in public — or as some gays argue, in an effort to persecute gay men — undercover police began sting operations in places known for sex soliciting and employed the same codes.
"Tapping of the foot is pretty standard for men who cruise in toilets," said Keith Griffith, owner of Cruisingforsex.com, a Web site on which visitors post locations popular with men looking for anonymous sex.
"They will usually go to the stall at the far end of the strip of toilets. They will see each other and usually decide to go someplace else. The vast majority have no interest in being seen. They may be meeting in public locations, but they will be as discreet as possible," Griffith said.
Cruising areas traditionally have been those parts of town "women and children are told to avoid," but through word of mouth, bathrooms at places like Wal-Mart or Home Depot can become cruising locales, he said.
Griffith said that officers involved in such stings tend to be young and that anecdotal posts on his site indicate the local arrest rates increase around the time of elections or when media attention focuses on the issue.
Because much of the signaling is itself benign behavior, some gay rights activists and lawyers have admonished police departments for arresting men who have done little more than tap their feet.
"Citizens have a right not to confront lewd activity in public places," said Steve Sanders, a lawyer and gay rights activist. "But if there is evidence that a sting is motivated by anti-gay animus, that may represent a more troubling issue."
At trial, Sanders said, police would have to prove that actions such as foot tapping were known signals for soliciting sex.
"What constitutes probable cause to arrest someone? If a case like this went to trial, police officers would have to produce evidence to say here is how we can say with certainty this is was really a lewd act," he said.
Craig pleaded guilty to the charges and therefore opted against a trial.
Today, Craig denied being gay and said he made a mistake by pleading guilty.
Police officers, for the most part, only investigate an area after members of the public have complained about it being used for sex, said Rich Gregson, executive director of the California Peace Officers Association.
"Police officers will investigate areas that have known histories of this sort of activity. They rely on their own knowledge and experience to tell what is happening. Most officers know the difference between an intentional signal and a stray motion," he said.
The public has a right to enter public areas without worrying about inadvertently seeing lewd acts, Gregson said. The 35-year veteran police chief said he believed this sort of activity took place "in every jurisdiction" and heard stories of "off-duty officers and even judges being caught and arrested."
With many other options available for gay men to meet each other, Gershen Kaufman, a professor emeritus of psychology at Michigan State University and author of the book "Coming Out of Shame," said public cruising is practiced mainly by deeply closeted men.
"Cruisers are not sex offenders. They are deeply, deeply closeted. There is a lot of self-hatred and shame and they can't allow themselves to come to terms with their sexuality. There is also the added element of danger and being discovered," he said.

Did you find that article helpful on picking up men in public restrooms? Who knew tapping on the ground with your foot is code for "wanna fuck?" The news is so educational! Hmm maybe I can convince Kevin to try this and I'll do a follow up post on his cruising for guys in bathrooms. I'll bribe him with chicken fingers. The only thing the article doesn't mention is that most public restrooms where cruising actually happens there are glory holes. What's a glory hole you ask? A glory hole is an opening cut into the partition between two stalls in a men's restroom, through which oral sex can be performed. (That awkward moment when I had to explain to my mom what a glory holes was.) Chances are if you didn't know what a glory was you've probably seen one. Acts like this usually involve the closeted men that don't want to be seen like the article states.

Well I guess as long as there's horny adventurous men there will be sex in public. My only advice is becareful! Check your surroundings before you play poke me in the brown eye. Avoid places where there is children! That's just wrong! Use protection! The last thing you want is that adventurous romp to give you something you won't be able to get rid of! It's actually safe to keep a condom in your wallet for about a month before it becomes subject to breakage. I am not a promiscuous person in the lest but even I keep condoms in my fag bag cause you never know. AND lastly, try not to get arrested! (Try explaining that to a possible future employer.)

So inquiring dirty minds want to know your story! If you had a public sexual encounter please share it by clicking on the blue comment link below. Remember all comments can be left anonymously. Even I won't know who you are or how big of a dirty kinky freak you actually are.