Sunday, September 20, 2015
I went to my first Cumunion on Fri night. I got there kind of early, but stayed for two hours, so I think I have some good perspective on the evening. Truthfully, I was sort of bored. Yes, there were some great looking guys there, yes there were people I knew there, yes I fucked a few really nice holes, and yes I did breed one guy. But at one point, I thought to myself, "What am I doing here? Why am I here? I'd rather be at home with my dog or out someplace with my friends." I left and am still trying to figure out my ambivalence towards the whole event. Am I just getting too old for this type of thing? Have I done this type of thing so many times that I'm just jaded and over it? I don't know the answer to those questions. I do know that I'll give Cumunion another try in a month or two and see what happens.