Aaron's Move to Austin (Part 5)

"What are you making?" I peer over Aaron's shoulder. Something's sizzling on the stove.
"It's just a stir fry." he says, "want to try some?"
"Sure!"
Using his wooden spatula he deftly lifts a string bean and carrot out of the wok.
"Open" he says.
"Mmm..." I say, crunching it down. Nice and spicy.
Using the kitchen towel, Aaron wipes a bit of soy sauce from the corner of my mouth. I notice a small brown spot on the towel.
It's funny, but I can't remember the last time I washed a kitchen towel. Ever since Aaron's been around, he's made sure my kitchen was spotless. Kitchen towels always got washed and folded and put away. Under me, they'd never get folded... they'd barely get washed. I suddenly feel a sense of panic. Can I just send all my kitchen towels to Austin with you, I want to ask him. They'd have a better life there...
related posts: Aaron's move part 4

It has been 5 months...

It's just before 6 AM and I can't sleep. I'm sitting on my sofa, naked, wrapped in a blanket, and typing away. Grant is in my bedroom, naked as me, wrapped in blankets, and fast asleep. It's completely quiet, save my typing (Grant doesn't snore at all, not even lightly!). The alarm will go off any moment now.
He's been spending quite a bit of time at my place lately. We usually end up here after a night out, or watch a movie or cook together, or just hang out. Last week, he did his laundry at my place!
So what do you think guys? It's been 5 months since Aaron moved to Austin (last September). Is it that too short a time? He makes me happy. You'd all like him if you met him. Spike ("Ya, he's nice!") and Paul did. So did Ernest ("what a handsome devil!!!") , as did Phillip ("he's got the cutest cornfed smile!").
O.. there's the BEEP BEEP BEEP of my alarm. Laptop in hand, I go to the bedroom. Grant is fumbling to find the snooze button. There. I can help. It's off now.
"Morning, handsome!" I say, putting my laptop down.
"Mmm... morning, Double handsome!" he says and draws me towards him.
Someone has a bad case of morning wood. It's stiff and hot and rests diagonally along his thigh.
Gotta go, guys. See ya in a bit...
related posts: Grant; Aaron's move to Austin Part 1; Part 4

Freedom's just another word for... (aka Aaron's move to Austin Part 4)

"WILL YOU STOP SINGING THAT DAMN SONG!!!" Aaron is livid.
"nothing left to lose..." I quietly hum the rest of the line to myself.
"I KNOW what you're doing. You keep singing that stupid Bobby McGee song JUST to annoy me. In the car. At home. At my place. You even requested it at the Midnight Sun. Geez. Give it a rest already!!!"
That sulky, pouty look appears on Aaron' face.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," I say innocently,"It's my favorite song. Look, I even blogged about it 2 years ago"
Aaron rolls his eyes.
"She was from Austin, you know."
"I KNOW. You've only mentioned that a million times! Janis Joplin, and Kris Kristofferson too."
I wasn't sure about Kris, but let it slide.
"And they break up when they move to California..." I add.
"Yes - I know. For the million and one-th time. Somewhere near Salinas."
I can't help but smile at that last part. Even though I know that smiling when Aaron is mad is the worst possible thing you can do. He quoted from the song! I love this man!!
"Drama queen!" Aaron pushes me away. A play push, but a little harder than necessary.

Related Posts: Aaron's move to Austin Part 3 ; Part 2 ; Part 1

Aaron's to-do list (aka Aarons Move, Part 3)

Aaron is a meticulous list maker. Unlike me (well, sometimes I make lists, but only when it's fun!). He usually has a running list stuck to his fridge under the "I'm not a morning person" magnet. His Move List is about 2 pages long. Among the more predictable, move-related issues (change address, etc) I found the following:

1. Cancel gym membership
2. Find owner for massage table
(wish I had room for it)
3. Buy spaetzel maker (German store on Noe??) for mom
4. Find Snoopy pillow
(Snoopy Pillow? never even knew he had one)
5. Speedos, superman boxers, cruise stuff from A's place
(not the Superman boxers!!!! wahhh!)
6. make copy of CD of pics of A&A
7. use gift certificate from Castro Cheesery
(where's Aaron going to find a Castro Cheesery in Austin? )
8. Norton Anthology from A's
(It's been here since last winter, he brought it over so we could poetry to each other on cold nights)

Related posts: Aaron's Move Part 2; Part 1; Meeting Aaron;

Our third date

"Mmm..."
"You like that, huh?" I ask.
Grant moans and smiles some more, and nuzzles deeper into me.
"What about this?" My hands are roaming over his shirtless back, and have found the waistband of his underwear. Cute black pouchy boxerbriefs. His jeans are unbuckled and unzipped but still around his waist. I move my hands under them, and caress his ass.
"Oh yea." Another smile. A cute, boyish, cornfed smile.
Using my toes, I manage to work off one of his socks. Then the other.
"Let's lie down. It'll be more comfy," I say, guiding him to lie down on my sofa. As we lie down, our jeans, both unzipped, move down a bit, fully exposing our briefs (and our pouches) We're both fully hard.
"Mhh.." Grant's hips press into mine, and soon we both find a slow, gentle rhythm of grinding our hips into each other. It feels heavenly.
We kiss. He has nice, fresh, peppermint breath.
"MMhhh..." It's time for me to start moaning.
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Milk on the Castro

They're filming a new movie in the Castro - about the life of Harvey Milk. Castro Street has been taken over by a Hollywood Film crew - the neighborhood is being restored to its 70's glory - the Castro theater has a blazing red sign now instead of the restored art-deco neon sign. Many businesses have taken their names boards & signs down and original ones from the 70'sare up - "ToadHall", "Rainbow Icecream", "Eureka Savings", and, most famous of all,"Castro Camera"
"This is where it all happened, Andrew! Right here!" Ernest says as we walk by Harvey Milk's old shop. There is a "Boycott Coors Beer!" poster up in the window, and the inside is abig mess. A perfect setting for a Harvey Milk movie.
Ernest was there when it all happened... the camera shop, the campaigning, the elections, defeat,the election, the defeat, the election, the victory, the swearing in at City Hall, the many months of hope, the shock it was all happening (for real!!!), the long, dark night, the vigil, the longer, even darker night on the Castro... the confusion.
Ernest has gone silent.
I take hold of my best friend's hand.

Aaron's move to Austin (Part 2)

So the honest truth of the matter is I don't want Aaron to move.
There. I said it.
Don't get me wrong, I am very happy for him. I think it's a great career opportunity, and it's what he's always wanted to do. He's spent years and years getting smart at school, and whoa, UT Austin is pretty impressive. But... he'll miss San Francisco. I know he will. He's leaving behind friends, a social network and many people that care about him. He just doesn't realize how much he likes this place. The fog doesn't roll in in Austin. The winter nights aren't cold and damp - the kind where all you can do is snuggle up as close as you can to your boyfriend. The kind where Aaron's toes get cold.
He'll miss San Francisco, I tell you. Atleast I hope he will.
( Aaron's move part 1)