For those that have been sending me PM's, yes I'm feeling a lot better. Sorry for the long delay but life doesn't seem to be giving me any breaks here.
So for anyone who is just joining you can follow the trail here: http://www.lpsg.com/313350-move-in-the-right-direction.html
Basically, this month has been crazy x1000. Some good and some bad new.
Starting on the 16 of last month, Ive been seeing a long list of doctors for headaches that have gotten so bad that they blackout my vision in my right eye. After blood-work, Mri, CT, spinal tap, and a trip to the ER, we finally figured it all out. When they took my blood pressure at the ER it was 196/87. For those that don't know, average blood pressure should be about 120/80. In a nut shell, it means my heart was pumping out about 1.5 times as hard as it should.
Don't worry too much about me though, we've got me on medication to keep it in check, (you wouldn't believe how much meds I'm on. I'd take a picture of the counter with all my pills but I don't want anyone thinking I'm a drug lord or something xD)
That's the bad news. The good news is that I landed a full time job with benefits, paid holidays, sick time, the works. Things with Jakob and I have been really quiet. Nothing much has been going on. We've been adjusting to living together, which has proven to be harder than I thought it was going to be. I've lived with my partners before but the vast amount of difference between our lifestyles is really hard to get used to.
If there is a day that Jakob doesn't have visitors, it's a strange day. People asking for donations, business people, work friends, etc. Just seems to me that the only time we get some real privacy is when we're showering or getting ready to sleep.
The only really exciting thing that's happened is that I asked Jakob "the question." We were sitting outside in the nasty Las Vegas heat trying to enjoy the pool party that Jakob was throwing, talking about some of the guys there. I'd been thinking about it and decided that I was as ready as I was ever going to be. So, I asked Jakob if he thought it'd be weird if I told him I was ready to have sex again.
The response I was expecting was not the response I got. Most guys would be jumping up and down trying to stifle a hard on, but Jakob (once again being the gentleman of surprises he is) said that he was glad that I was ready, but didn't think he was. Part of me was taken aback but the other part of me was relieved. That was about two weeks ago.
During Las Vegas' pride (we have ours in September because doing it in June would be death), we were walking down the street finding a spot to watch the parade. We found a spot next to this really campy gay guy. When I say campy, I mean he wasn't a pilot light, we was a forest fire. He was going a mild a minute about how pride brought out his inner diva and made him feel like a stronger woman, or some such nonsense that I tuned out after about ten minutes. The parade was awesome except that there were TONS of people, and I'm super short. After about 15 minutes of fighting to see Jakob asked if I wanted to sit on his shoulders. Don't laugh at me when I tell you, that I did. And let me tell you that sister-camp-in-the-woods next to use, came unhinged. Apparently, we were violating some kind of gay code that says that a partners had to be physically similar to one another.
We pretty much tuned him out after he started telling us that we were one of the strangest looking couples there. Not being rude here, but I found that hard to believe as there were plenty of drag queens and leather daddies to go around. I hardly thought that sitting on my partners shoulders to see men walking down the street in thongs was the strangest thing to hit Las Vegas.
After the parade we went home, ate and watched some QAF (yes we still watch it and yes we enjoy it). Jakob brought up me telling him I was ready, and explained that we was ready but at the same time wasn't. His reasoning was that he was a virgin and was really nervous about being good and not hurting me because I'm a lot smaller than he is.
I told him that there was no rush, especially since I'd be his first time, and I wanted to make sure he didn't feel pressured.
Well as of last night, We can safely say that Jakob is no longer a virgin. I'm not going to post all the details of it, but I'll say this. Jakob was my first uncut guy, and I'm pretty sure I'm spoiled on them now. Not to mention that he was really good. Toe curling, scratched back, bite marks, good. I'd share the story individually but don't really feel like typing a novel to try to describe it well enough for everyone to get it.
I know there's probably going to be a few people disappointed that we didn't wait even longer, but I was ready and so was he. The timing felt right, and it definitely was worth it. Still feeling it today, and that's a great sign.
Anyway, send me a PM if you'd like or just keep in touch. New job keeps me a little busy but I'll be on a lot more now than I have been for the past month or so. After all, it was hard to get on when in a doctor's office or ER.
So for anyone who is just joining you can follow the trail here: http://www.lpsg.com/313350-move-in-the-right-direction.html
Basically, this month has been crazy x1000. Some good and some bad new.
Starting on the 16 of last month, Ive been seeing a long list of doctors for headaches that have gotten so bad that they blackout my vision in my right eye. After blood-work, Mri, CT, spinal tap, and a trip to the ER, we finally figured it all out. When they took my blood pressure at the ER it was 196/87. For those that don't know, average blood pressure should be about 120/80. In a nut shell, it means my heart was pumping out about 1.5 times as hard as it should.
Don't worry too much about me though, we've got me on medication to keep it in check, (you wouldn't believe how much meds I'm on. I'd take a picture of the counter with all my pills but I don't want anyone thinking I'm a drug lord or something xD)
That's the bad news. The good news is that I landed a full time job with benefits, paid holidays, sick time, the works. Things with Jakob and I have been really quiet. Nothing much has been going on. We've been adjusting to living together, which has proven to be harder than I thought it was going to be. I've lived with my partners before but the vast amount of difference between our lifestyles is really hard to get used to.
If there is a day that Jakob doesn't have visitors, it's a strange day. People asking for donations, business people, work friends, etc. Just seems to me that the only time we get some real privacy is when we're showering or getting ready to sleep.
The only really exciting thing that's happened is that I asked Jakob "the question." We were sitting outside in the nasty Las Vegas heat trying to enjoy the pool party that Jakob was throwing, talking about some of the guys there. I'd been thinking about it and decided that I was as ready as I was ever going to be. So, I asked Jakob if he thought it'd be weird if I told him I was ready to have sex again.
The response I was expecting was not the response I got. Most guys would be jumping up and down trying to stifle a hard on, but Jakob (once again being the gentleman of surprises he is) said that he was glad that I was ready, but didn't think he was. Part of me was taken aback but the other part of me was relieved. That was about two weeks ago.
During Las Vegas' pride (we have ours in September because doing it in June would be death), we were walking down the street finding a spot to watch the parade. We found a spot next to this really campy gay guy. When I say campy, I mean he wasn't a pilot light, we was a forest fire. He was going a mild a minute about how pride brought out his inner diva and made him feel like a stronger woman, or some such nonsense that I tuned out after about ten minutes. The parade was awesome except that there were TONS of people, and I'm super short. After about 15 minutes of fighting to see Jakob asked if I wanted to sit on his shoulders. Don't laugh at me when I tell you, that I did. And let me tell you that sister-camp-in-the-woods next to use, came unhinged. Apparently, we were violating some kind of gay code that says that a partners had to be physically similar to one another.
We pretty much tuned him out after he started telling us that we were one of the strangest looking couples there. Not being rude here, but I found that hard to believe as there were plenty of drag queens and leather daddies to go around. I hardly thought that sitting on my partners shoulders to see men walking down the street in thongs was the strangest thing to hit Las Vegas.
After the parade we went home, ate and watched some QAF (yes we still watch it and yes we enjoy it). Jakob brought up me telling him I was ready, and explained that we was ready but at the same time wasn't. His reasoning was that he was a virgin and was really nervous about being good and not hurting me because I'm a lot smaller than he is.
I told him that there was no rush, especially since I'd be his first time, and I wanted to make sure he didn't feel pressured.
Well as of last night, We can safely say that Jakob is no longer a virgin. I'm not going to post all the details of it, but I'll say this. Jakob was my first uncut guy, and I'm pretty sure I'm spoiled on them now. Not to mention that he was really good. Toe curling, scratched back, bite marks, good. I'd share the story individually but don't really feel like typing a novel to try to describe it well enough for everyone to get it.
I know there's probably going to be a few people disappointed that we didn't wait even longer, but I was ready and so was he. The timing felt right, and it definitely was worth it. Still feeling it today, and that's a great sign.
Anyway, send me a PM if you'd like or just keep in touch. New job keeps me a little busy but I'll be on a lot more now than I have been for the past month or so. After all, it was hard to get on when in a doctor's office or ER.