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My birthday fanboy moment

I mentioned in my last post that Matty had organized a really nice birthday celebration.

He showered me with lots of smaller gifts during the day so I now have a couple of really nice sweaters for the winter, a new wool hat, a very colorful scarf to go with my new winter jacket, some sexy underwear, and a beautiful sterling silver necklace!

Then Matty took me out to dinner in the heart of downtown Boston. He had already said it was a "dress-up" restaurant, which is a huge deal for Matty since he almost never, ever leaves the house without his baseball cap!

I was a little worried when we walked out the door to leave and he's in his nice navy blue suit with his light blue and cream-colored tie... and his Red Sox cap! Not wanting to embarrass him (or me later), in a very polite voice I said something like, "Don't you have a Red Sox cap that's a bluish color?"

Without missing a beat, and flashing the sweetest smile, he said, "Aw, I'm not going to wear the cap inside. I wouldn't embarrass you like that."

So, whew! In all honesty I wouldn't have minded if he had worn it in. Being the gentleman he is (when the occasion calls for that), he would have taken it off before greeting the maƮtre d. And without the cap on while we're in the car, I would have felt I was being kidnapped by some unknown bad person.

Well, being taken out to dinner for one's birthday is something that happens to a lot of people. But being taken to a restaurant where the Chef is an idol of mine is just icing on the cake! But wait. That's not all!

Before I get to the good part, I should say this is a Chef I've been following for a while now. Not in a stalking way, but she's a pretty well-known Chef and has been featured in local as well as national magazine and newspaper feature articles. I also recently got to see her interviewed on a television show. And I recorded it! (Is my "fanboy" showing!)

Oh, and get this. Her style of cooking is something that really interests me. I want to learn more about it because her approach is something I'd like to play around with and maybe develop my own unique variation of. I've tried to explain it to Matty without his eyes glazing over (LOL), but it's essentially taking some pretty traditional dishes and experimenting with combinations of spices and flavoring that aren't usually associated with those dishes. Anyway, it's something I feel inspired by.

So on to the big surprise! When Matty called the restaurant to make reservations, he explained that it was my birthday and I was currently in college but planned on going to culinary school to become a chef someday. And that I had been following Chef's professional career and was inspired by her cooking style. He said it would mean a lot to me if Chef could possibly stop by our table just to say hello.

Matty had already told me he was taking me to this particular restaurant, which that alone was enough to make the celebration very special. But he didn't tell me Chef had agreed to stop by our table to say hello! I'm such a fanboy of this chef that if he had told me this ahead of time, I probably would have hyperventilated and fainted the minute I stepped inside!

So while we're eating our main course, Chef walks to our table and says something like, "Hello, I'm Chef ___, and just wanted to wish someone named 'Bradley' a Happy Birthday." Thank all that is holy I didn't have a mouth full of food because I surely would have choked to death or spewed the food in my mouth all across the table, or worse yet, all over her!! And then fainted!

I didn't realize I was on my feet when I extended my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Bradley. Nice to meet you. And thank you."

She gestured for me to sit back down (Matty assures me I didn't come across as some dorky fanboy) and she asked about our dinner. How to you form an intelligent and coherent thought when your idol chef asks your opinion of their cooking? Without coming across as a punk fanboy?

Thank goodness I had already talked to Matty about what flavors I thought she used for our dishes but I didn't want to get into fanboy gushing, so I just said everything was perfect. THEN she said, "Matthew told me you were planning a culinary career. Here, let me give you my card. It's really nice to meet you both. And Happy Birthday again."

I think I said something appropriate in response. Matty assures me I just said, "Nice to meet you, too. Thanks again."

I've been on a fanboy cloud since Saturday night. And I have Chef's card!! Well, it's the restaurant's card, but it has Chef's name on it. That counts, right?

I was talking to a friend about whether I should follow-up with her. I thought just sending her a little "thank you" note might work, but then again I don't want her thinking I'm some kind of stalking fanboy -- the "fanboy" part is right but I don't want to do anything cheesy.

My friend said just a short note would be a nice gesture, and a good way to network, even though she's not going to remember me 5 or 10 years down the road. Unless..... maybe I could send her a note every month, and maybe call her occasionally, and go back to her restaurant frequently, and.... Nah. That's not fanboy excitement -- that's definitely just stalking! LOL!

So, I'm just sending her a short note and will leave it at that. But the card she gave me, the one which she touched with her very hand, is getting laminated and framed!! Am I a fanboy or what? ;)

Birthday philosophizing

First of all, thank you to everyone who took the time to wish me a happy birthday! You guys are the best! It was a lot of fun reading through all your comments and I could feel all your hugs!

So I guess I can say goodbye to my teenage years and move full steam ahead into official adulthood! It's funny how in one way I feel exactly the same as always, but when I remind myself that I'm 20 now, it sorta feels like I have to sit up a little straighter and have a slightly more serious look on my face!

Just for fun I was practicing that look on Sunday while I was waiting for Matty to get out of the shower. I was standing in front of the mirror in the dining room trying on several "adult" looks when all of a sudden I heard Matty clear his throat. I couldn't see him in the mirror since it's not in the right position so I had one of those startle responses you get when you've been caught doing something embarrassing. You probably know that feeling, right?

Well, as embarrassed as I felt, he was merciful and didn't make it worse by making me feel like a little kid. I mean, after all I'm an "adult" now, right?

I was trying to act like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. "I'm cool. Just checking my hair in the mirror." This is aka the "adult" response, but inside it was like I was 13 and had been caught masturbating while my Skype webcam was still on after talking to my grandparents who hadn't disconnected yet! This is aka the "kid" response.

Thinking about it now is kinda funny but I guess it takes some time to go from "kidhood" to "adulthood." I think the best thing for me to do is just be myself. I'm still a kid in some ways and I'm also an adult in others. It's not like I have to be one or the other. I'm both. And in some ways, I hope I never lose some of my "kid" ways. And I also hope I never become "just" an adult with no "kid" parts to who I am.

Whew! Somebody give me a PhD. How's that for a philosophical outlook on birthdays? LOL!

I had a HUGE surprise celebration on Saturday night, which was organized by Matty and I can't wait to tell you about it. So I'm going to leave this as a cliffhanger for now. I guess the "kid" part of me is in charge of cliffhangers. The "adult" part will be writing a more well thought out post. But then again, maybe I'll get both parts to write it. Oh well. Stay tuned!

We have a birthday boy!

Happy 20th birthday, Babe.

It's your birthday and you're going to be hearing, "Happy Birthday" a lot today.

I have no doubt every single person who tells you this means it from their heart.

But I'm especially lucky to be the one who gets to spend time with you, hold your hand, give you surprise kisses, remind you of how much you mean to me.

When we first met, I honestly had no idea how important you would become to me. Your quiet yet fierce strength has indeed become the solid rock of my life.

I know how you like collecting quotes and I found this one for you.
Thank you for all the special moments when you've taken my breath away.

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart. I love you. It's as simple as that.

Matty's Birthday Surprise!

(For a sweet boy on his birthday, written by Sammy)

Matt walked into the house, dragging the heavy backpack behind him. He was wiped! Three finals and two more hours of studying on campus had left the normally bouncy boy totally exhausted. And today is my birthday. Well happy freaking birthday to me! 

Matty grimaced at his bad attitude. It wasn’t like Bradley had planned on having most of his finals on Matty’s birthday. It had just worked out that way. And he had told Matt that they would have an extra special celebration this Saturday after all their exams were over and they could really unwind and party. But even the promise of a night all their own couldn’t pull Matty back from the dark edge of depression that was moving in like a storm.

Matty slumped down onto the sofa with his backpack in hand and pulled out the textbook for his next exam that was scheduled for the following day. The book fell heavily onto his lap as Matty leaned back, closing his eyes for just a brief second. The weight of the day pulled him under into a deep sleep.

******

The gentle waves lapped at the edge of the shoreline; the crystal clear water a brilliant blue, beckoned to Matt as he lay on the lounge chair, sipping his margarita. He watched the parade of Speedo-clad boys walk back and forth from patio to sandy beach and sighed, enjoying the view immensely. But the one boy that he searched for was still missing from view and Matty wondered what was keeping him.

As if reading Matty’s mind, Bradley rounded the corner of the hotel, carrying two Dos Equis with a little sliver of lime sticking out of the top. Bradley licked his lips in anticipation…but not for the beer. He watched the lean tanned body of his lover walk with cat like grace toward their lounge chairs. God, that boy turned him on! He closed his eyes for just a moment, remembering back to earlier that morning when Brad had greeted him with those soft lips wrapped around his half stiff cock. A little shiver coursed through Matty as the memory washed over him causing him to press his hand down against his burgeoning erection. Damn Speedos! Can’t get a stiffie in these or the whole world can tell!

“Hey there handsome, thirsty?”

Matty opened his eyes, a smile creasing his face. He reached out with one hand and as Bradley proffered the beer, he gently bypassed the sweating bottle and clamped down gently on Bradley’s wrist.

“I’m actually more hungry right now.”

Bradley began to twist away toward the snack bar to fetch them both some fruit and cheese but Matty’s hold on his wrist tightened, forcing him to stop. He glanced back over his shoulder with a questioning look on his face and then it registered…that look in Matty’s eyes…oh his man was hungry all right…but unless he was greatly mistaken it wasn’t for food! Bradley stepped closer and let Matt draw him down onto the lounge chair. Matty’s hand released his wrist and reached up to push back the lock of hair that had fallen across Bradley’s eyes.

"You have the most beautiful eyes baby.”

Matty felt Bradley relax into that gentle touch. He swore he could almost feel the love pouring through his body for the gorgeous man that sat in front of him. Matty recalled all the double shifts Bradley had worked at the restaurant just so that Matty could spend his birthday here at Golden Sands Resort in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. The all-inclusive gay resort was the most incredible place he and Bradley had ever been able to afford.

As Matty watched his boyfriend, he recalled how he had reacted when he saw the tickets for Mexico. With a rush, he also remembered the amazing sex he and Bradley had enjoyed minutes after he’d opened the envelope.

*****

"Mexico? Holy shit! Oh my god!!! HAHA!!!! Oh Bradley, I can't believe you did this for me baby!! How did you ever afford this?"

"Do you like it?"

“Do I…? Jesus, Bradley come here.” Matt watched as Bradley moved into his arms, his boyfriend’s eyes filling with tears that threatened to spill down his cheeks. He loved Bradley so much. Matty pulled Bradley tight into his body with a small thrust of his hips, letting him feel his stiffening cock. Grasping the back of Bradley’s head, Matty guided the man’s mouth close to his own and right before taking him in a bruising kiss he whispered, “I’m gonna show you just how much I like this gift Bradley. I’m gonna love on you till you know just how amazing a gift this is…how incredible you are to me.”

Matty drove his mouth toward Bradley’s pushing against the sealed lips with his tongue, hungrily seeking entrance. Bradley whimpered as his hands clutched at Matty’s strong, muscled back. Without breaking the contact between them, Matt maneuvered Bradley backwards to the kitchen and slowly proceeded to lower his lover until Bradley’s ass was perched on the edge of the table. Stepping back, Matty reached out and with both hands grasped Bradley’s board short, pulling at them until he got them down and then tossed them away into a corner of the room. With a sultry smile, he looked down at Bradley who lay panting, cheeks flushed, lips slightly swollen, cock straining upward, already oozing a tiny drop of milky cum.

“So fucking sexy baby. You are so fucking sexy. And mine, do you hear me Bradley? You’re all mine!"

He heard Bradley moan at the demanding growl and watched as Bradley reached out with both arms, willing Matty into a passionate embrace. Matty happily complied, once again taking Brad’s mouth, and plundering it’s depths with a hard thrust of his tongue. Now Matty began his assault in earnest, scattering hot kisses down the side of Bradley’s neck, pausing to suck up a mark that had Bradley writhing in ecstasy beneath him. Sliding further down, Matty used his teeth to tug and pull at the tiny buds on Bradley’s chest, transforming the nipples into stiff, hard peaks that Matty lapped at with his tongue. Lowering his rough hand, he gently tugged first on Bradley’s hard cock and then brushing lower, cupped his balls, rolling them slightly. Matty smiled as he heard Bradley moan again.

“Gonna make you fly baby.”

Reaching for the cruet of oil that Bradley had left on the table earlier, Matty poured a bit of the clear liquid onto his fingertips and slid one down toward Bradley’s clenched hole. Slowly circling, causing Bradley to buck and thrash, Matty finally breached the tightly clenched bud and thrust in, gently rubbing the tip of his finger against that sweet spot inside Bradley. With a shout, Bradley thrust his hips upward and began to chant, “More, more, more oh please Matty more.”

One finger became two and then a frantic third was added as Matty continued to kiss and lick his way down to the long slender cock that stood up from Bradley’s groin and begged for his attention. As he lapped at the tiny bursts of Bradley’s pre-cum, he swiftly removed his fingers and used the oil once again to slick his raging hard on. Finally ready, Matty thrust into Bradley with a smooth, slow lunge and went still for just a moment, giving his lover time to adjust. Bradley had other ideas.

“Jesus, Matty move, please move!”

With just a hint of a devilish grin, Matty leaned over Bradley and said:

“Such an impatient boy! Is this what you want Bradley?”

And with that, Matty thrust in again and again and again, his hips pistoning against Bradley who was now making guttural noises that sang to the very core of Matty. Together their moans and whispered encouragements filled the air as Matty fucked Bradley to within an inch of his life!

“Soon baby, soon! Come for me Bradley, come for me baby!"

With a shout Bradley responded to the commanding wish from Matty and his cock poured forth creamy ribbons of cum. As Matty felt Bradley clench around him, he climaxed as well, wildly thrusting until he collapsed atop his boyfriend. With arms that had somehow managed not to liquefy with the rest of his body, Matty reached out to embrace his lover and kissed his neck. Once more working his way upward, Matty captured Bradley’s mouth in a long sweet kiss. After a few minutes, Matty gently pulled out and stepped to the counter to get some towels to clean up his lover.

Afterwards, Matty recalled how they had sat side by side on the sofa, staring at the tickets, Bradley leaning in, placing one hand on Matty’s chest while looking into his eyes.

“Happy Birthday baby.”

Matty smiled and tucked Bradley’s head against his shoulder, grabbing the hand on his chest and holding it inside his own.

"I love you Bradley."

“Me too Matty, me too.”

*****

“Hey, beautiful boy, come back.”

Matt blinked and looked up, squinting against the sun, to see the shadowy image of his boyfriend standing over him, holding out his hand. Looking up at Bradley curiously, Matty reached toward Bradley, wondering just how much of the conversation he had missed while daydreaming.

“C’mon, I’m pretty sure there’s something you can munch on back in our room.”

Matty smiled…he hadn’t missed very much apparently! As Bradley tugged gently on Matty’s hand, he rose to his feet and slinging an arm around his boyfriend he began to walk them back to their room. Just as they approached the elevator, Matty reached down and pinched one of Bradley’s’ delectable ass cheeks, causing Bradley to yelp in surprise and shove him away with his hands.

Matty laughed and lunged forward intent on taking that pretty little mouth of Bradley’s in a quick kiss only to be shoved away once more. Again, Matty came at Bradley, and again he felt his upper body rock as his lover’s hands shoved at him, finally causing him to respond with impatience.

“Stop pushing me Bradley!”


“But you have to wake up honey—it’s time to open your gift!”

Matty opened his eyes. He was back in his own living room, still on the sofa where he had been resting earlier…no sand…no beach…no hotel. A dream…Matty had been having a dream. He rubbed his eyes in an attempt to focus on Bradley who was patiently waiting. Blinking rapidly, he managed to finally turn to Bradley, ready to apologize for falling asleep. His lowered gaze fell first on a pair of bare feet. Slowly raising his eyes, he took in the long slender legs, the slightly parted thighs and then his eyes fell on the hot pink Speedo that surrounded a sweet little bulge that caused Matty to lick his lips.

Continuing his perusal, Matty swept on up the narrow, muscular chest that sported a big red bow wrapped tightly round it, the hanging ribbons just brushing against two rosy nipples. Finally, Matty’s gaze came to rest on a pair of painted lips and then on the lined eyes that sported just a hint of mascara and he felt himself grin at the beautiful picture before him.

“Happy birthday Matty! I though you might want to open your present before we went out for dinner.”

Matty looked at the gorgeous man in front of him, hoping fervently that all the love he felt for this man could be seen in his eyes. He watched as Bradley blushed and licked his lips. Rising off the sofa, Matty reached out one hand to clasp the end of a ribbon and gently tugged.

The bow fell open and slid down Bradley’s chest. Matty leaned in and brushed his lips against Bradley’s cheek.

“This is the best present I’ve ever gotten. But if you don’t mind, I think I’ll finish opening it up in the bedroom.”

Bradley didn’t mind at all.

Guess Who's Having a Birthday?



Since we're right in the middle of finals, we're going to have a little celebration tonight, and then this weekend I have some bigger plans for the birthday boy!

You know the tradition where the Birthday Boy gets a bare bottom spanking --- one spank for each year? Matty informed me that there's also one additional spank for "good luck," one spank for "best wishes," one spank for "no longer being a 'teenager'," one "to grow on," one spank for "being a good boy" (somewhat questionable! lol), one spank for "being a bad boy," (not questionable), one spank for "being adorable," (mostly), one spank "to be a good boy" (much needed).

Plus he said there's a tradition where you get "a pinch to grow an inch," (hehe... I'm not even going there!).

Happy Birthday, sweetie. Assume the position and have your pants and underwear down when I get home. Love you.

I love this man

I remember seeing this man interviewed somewhere on TV and all I remember was that he seemed like one of the wisest, most gentle, most intelligent, and fiercely compassionate human being I've ever heard.

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P.S. - Just so you know, Brad and I are keeping a low profile this week. Final exams are on the near horizon. Lucky me, my birthday is during that week! {sigh}

..........2 Fly........I'm Leaving On A Jet Plane......

.....so........ to drown my sorrows for my 40th Birthday :) - I have treated myself to a long weekend in Sydney......

....In a few hours I will board my Virgin flight (chuckle snort - if only they knew) - to begin what will be (if all goes to plan) a 4 night fiesta of food, cocktails and ..... well.... hopefully some cock 'n' tail ...BA-boom-CHING!.. lol ....


...........As per usual there will be daily if not HOURLY updates depending on (a) what I get up to and (b) how much Al-ki-hol I happen to meet along the way (I get thirsty).....

....Shalom all and I'll speak to you soon!!....

Happy Birthday to me !

D.

PS My list is still on the side and thank you to those who already sent gifts :) - if you haven't visited - go have a look :) - I love presents.....

..........A Letter From My 21 Year Old Self..........

Hi Damien/Me,

If my time machine is working properly this letter will get to you a couple of days before your 40th birthday - on the 15th of March, 2012.

Well today I turned 21 and I had a big party with my ballet mates and my family and some people I went to school with. It was a great time.

Now.....thanks to my time machine I have been able to see what the next 19 years hold and how it's going to affect you and where you end up.....and I wanted to tell you this....... it's all okay.... really.

You got fat - well, that's gonna hurt especially as I sit here writing this letter just after ballet class with a 28 inch waist and sitting in the splits.... again, it's okay. I know it isn't great, but it's okay. There are worse things than being a Bear.

You didn't end up in a job that you thought you were going to have. Again, that's okay. You are in a solid job with prospects and security. Your company is expanding and growing and your position is a vital part of their finance team. Yes I know. You wanted to be a composer of music who writes novels on the side. Guess what Mr 140-IQ, you can still do it. Just don't be lazy - or, more accurately, don't let FEAR make you lazy.

That dream relationship I/You want, will come along, and it will end - but it will continue in a companionship that is very hard even for ME to describe to you with this time machine / crystal ball type thing I have here. The important thing is that it will work for you and this person you come to call Bubb. And all I can hope for is that Bubb is truly a cute nick-name and he isn't into adult diapers in ANY way...... (Editors note - yes it's a nickname)... Now there is going to be some serious pain in the relationship, and sadly most of it will NOT be yours or his fault. Life is going to come along with so much stuff that you might even wonder if it is all worth it. Trust me.... it is. You and Bubb may not end up how you thought.... but then again you might. Even my time machine has limits. But from what I can see, when you turn 40 he will still be your best friend, best companion and most importantly - the person who has your back.

Bubb is the answer to the prayer you will make after you find that Jewish thing. OH! one thing - follow THAT thing with all your heart. It is where you belong and you will find parts of yourself that you didn't think was possible. G-d will still confuse the crap out of you at times - but it's where you should be. Trust me on this one.

Your Depression is going to manifest when you hit around 28. And it's going to hit bad. No - you didn't do anything wrong. It's organic. Your brain is just wired differently and you have to accept that. Get help. See the Doctor regularly. Take your meds. And don't be afraid to let those who care know how you feel - even if it means feeling really vulnerable and afraid. Again, it's okay.

Now, you're probably reading this thinking "Um... this has all happened so thanks for taking me back down the Happy Trail of Drama Nostalgia" but the thing is .... YOU. ARE. STILL. READING. IT.

You got fat - but you're alive. Remember, there are people you loved and cared about that are no longer with you.

You have Chronic Clinical Depression. But you're functional and dealing with it. There are those who are unable to leave their house.

Yes the relationship stopped. But Bubb is still there for you each and every day in a special way.

And........ yes......... you are going to turn 40 - accept that. You're only half way through your life. So look at where you are. Look at what you want to do. And do it.

And finish that damn screenplay - it's a GREAT idea and HBO is going to LOVE it. Doesn't mean they will take it up - but you're GOING to impress them. AND, you'll get that professional knock-back that you always wanted to frame and put on the wall.

Well ...... my nuts are starting to hurt - sitting in the splits is easy, I just don't know why G-d made balls - they really get in the way when you're having a good ballet stretch....

Congrats on making it to 40. A lot of other people haven't. And don't forget to love yourself. NO YOU PERV!! not THAT way......... as in believe in yourself and accept who you are - faults and all. Important people in your life will tell you how worthy they are - believe them.

PS There is this thing called Blogging that apparently is gonna get big - personally I think it'll go the way of Atari - This Bubb person will encourage you to keep at it when you decide to give it a go. So listen to him and try it, coz it will put you in touch with some ppl with funny names like Bill In Exile, Wonder Man, Aussielicious-Brenton, Large Tony, Mistress MJ, Toddy English, Mikey, and a few others..... these are some of the good people I was telling you that you'll meet. Distance may separate a lot of them from you - but this whole internet thing will let you converse with them and share ideas. AND it will be a great creative outlet for you and your thoughts.

OK - now my balls are really hurting - so I'll say goodbye - or SHALOM as you will get used to saying.

Happy Birthday & Mazel Tov..... you did okay.

Damien - 15th March, 1993.

.....2 Wonder!.......Another 40th Birthday Gift Arrived Today.....


....and yes - it's a Wonder Woman purse..... my collection grows :) - Eddy, email me please :)))))....

......PS Yes I am in the ratty house muumuu :)...........

Shalom all!!

D
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Brad!

Guess who turned 19 today?

Happy Birthday, my love! You're getting two dozen red roses today and I'm sending your mom a dozen white roses since she was responsible for giving birth to the man I love.

Love you,

Matty

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Matt! May 8




HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, MATTY!

Matty, It was at your 18th Birthday Party one year ago that we met for the first time! What a year this has been!

Was it love at first sight? Is there really such a thing? I'd like to think there is!

Remember what I wrote in this blog about that afternoon when you asked me if I would go out with you? All I said was that simple "Okay," but what I was thinking inside was: "Dude, I want to leap into your arms right now and go trotting off to one of those mountain resorts to sit in those heart-shaped bathtubs with you!" So, whether we ever get to one of those mountain resorts or not, all I can say is the location doesn't matter as long as we're together.

I know you are my first love and somehow I have this confidence that you will be my only love. It doesn't get any better than this!

So, Happy Birthday, my love! Your parents will always have a special place in my heart. They gave birth to you and since it's Mother's Day, I'm sending her a dozen yellow roses today. And since your Dad also had something to do with making you, he'll get something special on Father's Day. You, my dear, get two dozen red roses (and me, later!!)

Love always,

Brad

....2 ME !!!............................39 Today................

................well I turn 39 today................................one year to the big 40.......

And yet I don't feel any older than I did in my 20's...............

Here's to the year ahead :)

Shalom

Damien
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