Monday, April 03, 2006

Working That Date Out

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You can't keep a good brotha down either. At least not for long. I somehow managed to line myself a date last Saturday on Saturday no less. It started off with a hit from that, umm site. Yeah I know the last fifty or so dates I've had there led to something... oh so much greater. Not! But hey, it's quick and easy and I needed a quick pick me up.

So Hemingway this dude hit me up telling me that frottage is good. Hold up! Back it up! For the squeamish at heart, you may want to skip this post. (But leave a comment Hemingway..*LOL*) For the rest of you.....

Ok, so did I say the f-word? I think I did. Okay, confession time ya'll (that ya'll was for you Karamale...*LOL*)! I've come to the conclusion that sexual intercourse isn't all it's cracked up to be. I mean, for gay bottom guys there's that whole preparation down there. I mean you definitely don't wanna be messy while getting plowed. You know crap comes out of there too. And as much as some dudes like to call their anus, their pussy (which I never understood and it irks me when guys that sex me call it that), an anus is not a vagina. It doesn't matter what you heard on the street.

So now that we've established that. I crave the intimacy shared with a guy more. I get off on the kissing, body massaging, hot wax...err, aspects of sex. In other words, foreplay. But sometimes you still wanna get a nut. That's where frottage comes in. I've been curious about this form of sexual pleasure for a minute but trying to find like-minded individuals has been like searching for gold in a pot of urine. Okay, that was bad...:-)

Hemingway Timbaland caught my attention when mentioning the f-word in his response. So we exchanged emails and eventually IMs. We were chatting for a bit and soon exchanged numbers. Timbaland has a few extra pounds on his 6"2 frame and didn't have a picture on his profile. But he mentioned that he's been going to the gym five days last week and was planning on going Saturday afternoon. For some reason, I was curious about Timbaland since I do tend to like my guys bigger (maybe because they make me look smaller...*LOL*) so I did the unprecedented. I made a date to meet him at Bally's. Of course he worked out at the one in River West, which was a 50 minute trek for me, but I was like, what the hey! I sorta took a bit of a vacation from Bally's and needed an incentive. He claimed a bunch of hot muscle brothas worked out at this particular gym. That was enough incentive for me.

So I packed my gym bag and after trying to find all my necessities, including my recently won I-Pod, I headed for the CTA. Yeah I decided to train it to the city. I somehow hopped on the wrong color and ended up a bit further away from the Bally's then I anticipated. I exited the green line on Lake & Clinton. I walked five blocks to Wells street, where the Bally's was on. But little did I know I had another eight blocks to go to reach the River West Bally's.

Timbaland was already forty minutes into his workout by the time I arrived. Since I had my cardio for the day, I decided to work my abs, chest, and arms (all of which are still sore now). I caught my first viewing of Timbaland from a distance doing ab work before changing to my clothes. From a distance, I thought he didn't look bad and he was really tall and thick.

I got a closer look at him after changing and heading towards the chest machines. Unfortunately his face didn't do much for me. I usually rank face higher than body. A guy doesn't have to have the perfect body but face is really critical. If he's not what I consider handsome, then odds are I won't be interested.

But I'm not flaky that I would leave in the middle of a date, especially one where my body gets some benefits out of it (in a non-sexual way ya'll...*LOL*). So we finished our workout and I hopped in his ride, a 2000 Lincoln something, and drove around the city.

I learned that Timbaland graduated from law school at Northwestern years back and currently worked in contract law for the City of Chicago. I sorta laughed a bit because the annoying hip white dude I wrote about in my last post works in the contracts group at my job.

Timbaland asked me what I was in the mood for regarding dinner. I told him I was flexible. I mentioned Italian, Indian, American. I told him I was down for whatever. Heh.

So we drove around downtown. It looked like he was looking for a parking spot but nothing really turned up. He finally pulled up inside the garage of 900 North Michigan. Believe or not, I've never had the pleasure of shopping (I mean window shopping...*LOL*) there. So we parked in May and took the elevator to August. In other words, the fifth floor and eighth floor.

So we walked past a bunch of siditty (I think I spelled that right...*LOL*) shops before taking the escalator down to Tucci Benucch, a fancy italian restaurant inside the mall. We were seated conveniently in the middle of a long row of tables surrounded by a family and some family.

Dinner was cool. I ordered some Shrimp Limone while he had a half-chicken with potatoes dish. I ordered a calamari appetizer to share with Timbaland. The calamari was good but it wasn't no Maggiano's...:-) We ended up sharing an apple pie a la mode type dessert.

After dinner, Timbaland was nice enough to drop me back to my car. I gave him a quick kiss on the lips before parting.

It was a cool date. He seemed nice. I ain't saying nothing more about it...*LOL*.

8 Comments:

Blogger Cash S. said...

So do you plan on hanging out with him again?

9:25 AM, April 04, 2006  
Blogger That Dude Right There said...

How you gone start a story like that and not tell us what you really want to tell us? You wrong for that!!!!

10:52 AM, April 04, 2006  
Blogger Rose said...

What's frottage?

12:39 AM, April 05, 2006  
Blogger Jamal K. Franklin said...

WHAT - you told that story too well. We wanna hear more. That's one of those dates where I just lived vicariously through you.

7:24 AM, April 05, 2006  
Blogger Torrance Stephens bka All-Mi-T said...

games people play i tell ya

10:12 AM, April 05, 2006  
Blogger E said...

cash s: Depends if we're both available.

norris/jamal: Actually there was nothing more to it. I just didn't want to comment more into the situation.

rose: the word frot is french for "to rub". Click on the f-word to get a wikipedia definition.

torrance: Yep, the games we do play!

12:26 AM, April 06, 2006  
Blogger desperate housewife said...

Your date sounds like it was very cool. But what's with the cliffhanger??? Inquiring minds wanna know!
Frottage! Who knew! LOL

6:56 PM, April 08, 2006  
Blogger cookiemonster said...

Are you talking about THE TIMBALAND? Producer Timbaland that has worked with Aaliyah and Missy Elliott? If you are then I don't believe you because I don't think that Tim is gay and besides your story seems off especially since Tim isn't 6'2.

5:03 PM, April 14, 2006  

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