Friday, July 15, 2011

THE DEMON IN ME!

Last weekend, my girlfriend traveled out of the country to attend a seminar on a project they intend to undertake in Northern Kenya. I can see the shock on most of your faces. Yes, I have a girlfriend, who has a very good job with one of the Community Based Organizations here in Kenya. Kimberly and I have been going out for almost a year now and I really love her a lot and so does she. You see, the life of being on the down low allows you to live a 'normal' life; have a girlfriend or wife, have a good job, have good friends, drive a good car and basically enjoy the pleasures of life, yet on the other side, you get to have sex with fellow men, without raising an eyebrow.

So after dropping her off at the airport on Thursday night, ideas started coming my way. 'Should I get naughty this weekend?' I asked myself. It had been a while since I had sex, with a man and here I was, having a cool five days alone. One thing that was certain was that I was going to have a good time over the weekend. Having a girlfriend kind of keeps you tied down. She wants you go stay indoors watch movies, or go out for dinner, or tag you along to her friend's house for a random drink up. Basically when she is around, I don't have 'me' time. Instead its 'we' time. I really do not mind it at all.

If you have watched the Hangover 2 then you know about Stu's demon. At the end Stu was courageous enough to face his would be father-in-law and tell him off, thanks to the demon in him. Last weekend, I was feeling that I had a small demon in me that wanted to be unleashed! I really wanted to go crazy. I was very horny in short! After work in Friday evening, I accompanied my workmates to the lounge bar near our office for a couple of drinks but I was not feeling the drinking vybe. At 9 o'clock I excused myself to attend to an emergency. You know how you create these emergencies out of the blues and you have to ditch your friends at the bar? That is what I did. I called my shag buddy Tom and told him what I needed. My shag buddy is this masculine twenty four year old who is also on the DL. I am not that old so do not think I am a cradle snatcher. He is four years younger than me! I like him because he is all masculine, a rugby player who acts very straight! In fact he also has a  girlfriend but he does not keep them for long.


 
When we met up with Tom, we decided that my loft would be the perfect place. We headed straight to my bachelor pad and started drinking from there. I always keep alcohol in my house. One hour later, he was tipsy and I was getting drunk. I poured him more Jameson and he responded to it well. I love Jameson, probably the best Irish Whiskey I have ever come across. A few minuted later, we were on carpet making out heavily. We ripped off each others clothes and sucked each other! This is getting graphic, let me go easy! Back to the action! We did our thing and the demon in me came out that night. I did Tom five times that night, a feat I have never achieved with any man! The demon in me came out that night!




This week on Wednesday morning, I went to pick up Kim from the airport. As I was racing down Mombasa Road, I kept thinking about the events of last weekend. My demon was telling me stuff I was not liking at all. The demon was telling me to bring it out to Kim! There was no way I was going to do that! I love Kimberly a lot and there was no way I was going to tell her about my 'other' life. I would lose her! I could not tell her, but the demon in me wanted to come out once more, but in another form. I decided not to. I could not afford to lose her. I picked her and she dropped me at the office. She went home to rest and would pick me up after work. It felt good she was back. I knew I love her. I am thinking of taking her out tonight and maybe I can show her the demon in me, in another form! I know she will like it.

Yours truly

DA

Friday, July 8, 2011

THAT AWKWARD MOMENT WITH DAVE

#thatawkwardmoment is hash tag I see a lot on twitter. I do not tweet a lot because of the nature of my work. Oh, I forgot to mention that I am on twitter too. You can follow me @DownlowAttorney. So I learn these social media terminologies slowly and sometimes way too late. However, #thatawkwardmoment is one thing that I go through every day at the office. At first it was traumatizing but with time I have gotten used to it. Let me tell you how it came to happen.

I work for a large law firm and we have quite a huge clientele, even outside the country. One of our clients are based in South Africa where we have partnered with other law firms and occasionally we travel to Johannesburg to attend to our clients. Sometime early this year, in March, to be precise, I traveled to South Africa with a fellow lawyer from our Chambers. Dave is my junior and I have mentored him since he joined the firm and still do. As a result therefore, we have ended up becoming close. We will occasionally hang out while back in the country and get to share a lot. With time, I started to develop some feelings and started seeing him in a different light. These were physical feelings and the more we spend time together, the more I wanted to dig him! He is the kind of guy who showed all those signs of curiosity and potential to go for a one night stand thing with another man! For a long time, I never acted on my feelings nor told him of what I had been thinking! You know guys on the down low, like me, never express themselves well, that is why we do not do well in relationships especially with fellow men! I knew an opportunity would present itself. So I let him get closer to me and feel comfortable around me.

Johannesburg, South Africa is where the opportunity presented itself. This was his first time he had traveled out of the country with a work mate on account of the law firm. We had a week to spend and for a strange reason I felt that this was it, like the Michael Jackson's This is It! After working hard everyday, we would end up in a club to grab a few drinks with our fellow lawyers from Jozi. They say sincerity and alcohol are good friends, which I knew! So I had to hatch plan if I was gonna dig Dave. We finished our assignment on Thursday and were due to fly back on Sunday. I decided that make use of the weekend to get to Dave. On Friday evening I asked Dave to accompany me as I sampled the Jozi nightlife. He gladly agreed since he was not going to do much at the hotel room. We took a taxi from the hotel room after drowning some vodka and headed to Manhattan Club, 19 Wessels Road. The clubs here are well done and beautiful than in Nairobi, which I won't deny that is catching up in the clubbing scene. We found a comfortable place to seat amidst a group of young hot guys and bevy of beauties. South Africans are hot, and I hope Kenyans can learn from them on how to be hot and fabulous! Both men and women here are awesome! Every time I touch down in South Africa, I normally get hard! Anyway, we ordered our drinks and party continued!

After a couple of hours of drinking, I decided to take advantage of the situation because the opportunity had presented itself! This was the perfect timing! We were both drunk but I think Dave was more drunk than I. We danced a lot and at some instances got close to each other. I could feel his body and his sexy cologne! Dave is the kind of guy who knows how groom. Well fitting clothes, perfect cologne to match the occassion and a sexy hair cut! He's perfect. The good thing about him is that he maintains all these. I decided to make my move when he was dancing with his back on me. I whispered in his hear that I was horny and that we needed to head back to the hotel. I told him this as I held him strongly on his side slightly above the waist and made sure that he felt my hard wood. I slightly pressed it on his behind! You don't want to know his reaction!

Next thing we were in a cab heading back to the hotel and kissing passionately! I was expecting to see the cab driver shocked but he was not! This was South Africa, the rainbow nation! The only country in Africa where same sex marriage is allowed under the country's Constitution. At the hotel lobby, we staggered slowly to the lift lest we raised suspicions as to our mischief! The staff at the hotel knew us and we did not want to mess around with our reputation and respect. At the suite, a soon as the door was closed behind us, things got steamy. Clothes were ripped off and you can guess what went down. I did Dave and I was amazed how he could do this. This was his first time with a man and his first time being done. They say it is the most painful thing especially on the first time. I would not no because I have never been done! Anyway, Dave impressed me! This was repeated again on Saturday evening and when we woke up on Sunday morning, we agreed that we should act like it never happened. We flew back to Nairobi on Sunday afternoon ever since then, whenever Dave and I meet in the office, or along the corridors or in the lift, there is always that awkward moment. He still looks up to me as a mentor and in fact we have grown tighter as friends. But that awkward moment is always there.
Next time I will tell you what Dave asked me to do for him!


Your truly,

DA