My weekend

It was a bitter-sweet weekend. I had a lot of fun, but there were a few things that sort of irked me. I guess that it all started at the first graduation party that I went to on Friday. It was for my friend Corey. He Was a year a head of me in high school, but we were pretty good friends because we played the same sports in HS (Varsity Surf and Golf). When he went off to UCLA, I went to a bunch of college parties and it is where I met Jake, the first guy that I ever kissed. However, the more I accept the fact that I am gay, the more I realize that Corey and I can not be friends. He is the most intense homophobe on the planet! Talking about gay people makes him so uncomfortable that he gets all fidgety and leaves the room. He just can not accept that there is a valid reason for people to be gay, and there is no changing his mind. I know that he values my friendship, and if I were to tell him that I am gay, it would cause him to seriously reevaluate his views on the matter.

But I am also pretty sure that he might want to fight me to prove his manliness because I have seen him naked a lot. That a very big fear of his, that a gay guy will see him naked. I mean it wasn't like I was checking him out or anything, its just that guys that surf together occasionally see each other naked. There is no avoiding it. Either you forgot to bring towels, or the moldy one in the trunk that you keep for emergencies just smells to bad to use, so we all just drop trow and change into our wetsuit! And everybody knows that you have to go commando in your wetsuit. Its not a big deal between friends, unless one of them is gay.

Anyway there were girls and beers and I kept on getting hit on and I did the unthinkable! I made out with one of them! It was pleasant enough, but I felt completely wretched! In my head I was thinking WTF are you doing!? SO when she reached for my penis I told her that I was seeing somebody and I was sorry but I should not have even let things get this far! It was weird how much kissing a girl could make me want to kill myself. But in the girl's defense I think it had a lot less to do with the fact that she was a chick, and more to do with the fact that I had just did something that compromised my integrity just to fit in!

I got up and I left the apartment because I needed to clear my head. I guess that Tyler saw me leave, because before I knew it he was running up behind me. He said that he saw me kiss that girl and he was pretty shocked, but he understood why I did it, and he thought that I was being to hard on myself for doing it. Well of course I was being to hard on myself! That is what I do! But that did not change the fact that I felt like crap for doing it. I told Tyler that I was taking off because I needed to go home and get myself together before the graduation ceremony in the morning.

Saturday was pretty much like Friday. The ceremony was a yawn, and then the after party was as crazy as anything else that was hosted by Corey. There were beer, bongs and bitches. I guess that it was fun for a little while, but the whole party made me feel very uncomfortable. I grew out of the whole drink until I pass out stage when I was in the 10th grade, and this was just to much of the same old shit. I think that the thing that finally made me leave the party was when an old girlfriend from HS tried to hit on me.

I left the party and I went straight over to Eddie's house. I just needed to be GAY for awhile. I walked in and I kissed him. I think that we just stood there kissing for a very long time, and then we went to the bedroom. It was the best sex that we have ever had! I just felt this really big urge to prove my gayness as much as humanly possible. There were a few seconds between leaving the party and getting to Eddie's where I almost thought that making out with a girl might not be so bad... Ewww! hahaha

I woke up this morning thinking that I would hit the beach and spend my whole day surfing at El Porto. But I had 4 voicemails that seemed to say something different. The aunts had been calling all morning because they wanted to grab some breakfast. I thought that it would be a great time for them to meet Eddie! So I woke him up, and he was looking so freakin cute that we went for a quickie that ended up taking 45 minutes.

My aunts were all over Eddie! They wanted to know everything about him. They kept on asking him all sorts of highly inappropriate questions following them up with even more probing and inappropriate questions! At one point my aunt Nang asked which one of us was the top and which one was the bottom! My aunts have absolutely no tact or shame what so ever! FUCKING LESBIANS! We had a good time even though my aunts were raunchy and loud. It felt so good to enjoy a meal with my boyfriend and have no pretense at the table what so ever. I could tell that Eddie was really enjoying the openness also. Neither of us ever really get to be in a situation like this, and its just a whole different world than the one that we actually live in.

After we were done with the meal, my aunts invited us to go with them to my grandmother's house but I wasn't ready to attack that monster yet. So I told them as much, the Eddie and I took off. It was such a nice morning. I wish that I could use a stronger word than, "nice", but it really fits what our morning was. As Eddie was driving us back home I looked at him and I realized that I am madly in love with this guy! And when he looked over at me I knew that he was just as in love with me. It was like he knew what I was thinking because he reached over and kissed me on the cheek and then he told me so! Just like that, he said, "I love you.". And then everything was right in the world. I know that we have only been with each other for 3 weeks (to the day) but we have known each other since before puberty. Plus these past 3 weeks have been very intense for both of us.

We spent the rest of the day spooning and watching movies. It was nice, but I still felt the urge to catch some waves. So I grabbed my board and on my way out, Eddie decided to join me. Well when we arrived at the beach, I got my clothes off, but I didn't quite get into my wetsuit... We were on a private beach and we weren't worried about anybody seeing us since Eddie's dad owns the beach. I am sad though because I didn't get to surf today! I broke a tradition, but for some reason its not really making me feel that bad... Anyway, this is a picture of our clothes, because this is something that I want to remember forever. I love Eddie.