Ooooh pink!

You wait day and days for one post and then two turn up at once, yes I know but there it is and more importantly here starts the second post. My folks visited me today at work, the first time I've seen them since I went up to see them just after New Year and as always it was just so good to see them. We had an awesomely good time together, seriously good fun and we all spent way too much money in the shops; oh my gosh I don't need an excuse to spend money shopping but it appears anytime I go shopping with my boyfriend or my folks I tend to spend way more than planned. Not that I complain of course, I adore shopping and spending money; it's almost as enjoyable as sex, almost............

Talking of which I've not posted about our sex life in the longest time, what's wrong with me? To be honest, now that I've led myself up the path here, the chilled out, relaxing life we've been leading of late has seeped into the bedroom or wherever else we take the opportunity to have sex. I guess we all know I love to be treated like a whore during sex, I love getting ragged around whilst being shagged mercilessly - it blows my mind each and every time. Lately though, well it's not been sex, it's been love making - so delicate, so slow, so subdued and so erotic. As a result it's been so intense, concentrating solely on pleasing each others bodies, feeling each and every movement both inside and out; and we've been closer than ever in body, spirit and mind. It really has been the ultimate feeling of two boyfriends coming together as one and being so intimate with each other - it's just been more than sex, it's been all encompassing and it's rocked both our worlds. Such joy should come with a health warning, seriously, despite the loving, gentle nature our orgasms have been anything but, in fact I think being so in sync with each other has elevated them to new heights.

But anyway, back to the story; my folks visited primarily to deliver my Christmas presents - we opened them together over New Year when I visited them but with the bad weather and the snowfall I had to leave them with them due to getting the train back home. At last a month later I have my Christmas presents - mostly more clothes, at least now I'll have something to wear! Like I haven't got enough clothes, seriously I'm pretty much out of wardrobe space and I don't horde clothes I don't wear either; my baby's just said I could probably wear a new outfit everyday for a month and never wear the same thing twice - he's laughing but he's not joking, he's witnessed the marvel that is the wardrobe. That said, he's not very far behind, in fact he could be ahead of me truth be told - yes that's you baby, you're not exactly shy in dispensing with cash for clothes - I know I have witnessed the marvel that is your wardrobe too; and we've been shopping together for nigh on a year now. As I said earlier putting shopping and us together is a match made in heaven, we're in our element when we go shopping.

Secondly my folks visited to buy my Birthday presents - that's right boys and girls my birthday is very much imminent! As ever I'm very lucky and my folks are just so generous - they bought me some wonderful things which we're seriously high on my most wanted list and as a result it's left my baby somewhat stumped. There was one thing in particular that my baby said he'd get me but my folks took care of that today, so it's back to the drawing board - although my baby is relishing the challenge, he wanted to surprise me anyway rather than ask me what I wanted, so all in all I guess it's worked out ok, my baby sure thinks so anyway! He has such good taste and knows my taste implicitly too (my baby's laughing now, he's making up rude jokes to go with the text - of course we know what each other tastes like, we're boyfriends, we turn each other on, we're horny, we suck, we f@%k, we swallow, we snowball! My baby's just said that I taste exactly the same as him because he's pumped so much of his own into me! Thinking on we might even share the same DNA profile as a result - you've filled me up with your own DNA babes! Sorry, we didn't mean to go on like that, well not in public anyway; I guess I could have stopped typing but I just love the banter we share so we shared it on) so I'm certain he'll buy me something that I'll absolutely adore; not that I really need any gifts, I mean my baby's the best birthday present I could ever hope to have. I mean that from my heart too, I honestly don't expect my baby to buy me anything - his love is more than enough xoxoxoxoxoxoxox. Not that it registers but still, as I said I'm very lucky.............

It's a weighty month or two regardless, I mean there's my birthday, Valentines Day, our first anniversary, my baby's birthday, Mothers Day and my stepdads birthday all coming up. That said I took care of Mothers Day and my stepdads birthday today, as ever it wasn't planned but take me shopping and watch me spend. Suffice to say Beaverbrooks had a bumper day today, oh my gosh and looking back upon it now and talking about it with my baby it must have looked so funny. The poor sales assistant probably didn't know whether she was coming or going by the end - what started off as one purchase turned into four; it was a case of that looks nice, can I have a look at that one, I'll buy that one and that one and that one! We eventually left the store only to return five minutes later to buy another one, when we walked in again the sales assistant thought there was something wrong - seriously, is there a problem she asked!

My gay tendencies showed through too, my Mum wanted a new hairdryer and I was picking up all the brightly coloured or floral patterned designs - aren't hairdryers super trendy these days? I was like you've got to buy this one, it's twice as expensive as the one you really need but it looks awesome, who cares how it works it looks gorgeous! My Mums pragmatic side won through in the end but it didn't go unnoticed that my feminine side was in full bloom - I can't help it if I'm drawn to pink, bright or floral patterns; my Mum said I wouldn't like to see you out on a Saturday night in the gay village. In more ways than one I don't think she would.........