Ch. 30 (Days 4 & 5) Mancation-2 is Finally a Mind Blower
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| Julia Pfeiffer Burns McWay Falls in Big Sur, California |
THURSDAY 5/14 Itinerary: Visit Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park and Limekiln State Park with Truck 📸 A good day to take photos and head to Limekiln trails, perhaps the beach too.
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| State Park Entrance |
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| McWay Falls |
Fortunately for us the roads are back open after the mud slides and damaged roads. I don’t want to get into the tragic events that lead to the closures, because today we celebrate the future, for us and this most beautiful place Mother Nature allowed California to house. We find parking once again easy, perhaps due to the inclement weather, or perhaps it’s not really the big season for visitors yet! But we win and are now walking under Highway One on to a vision, many have seen only in photographs; Larry will see it in person, and permanently etch the vision into memory forever! How do I know this you say? Easy, no one leaves here unmoved, under-photographed, and the way they entered! The beach is pristine, and no one can step foot upon it, we get to see it from many angles, but never on the sand. (That’s not to say some assholes haven’t broken the trust we have with Mother Nature, to protect one of her best masterpieces! When I see one footprint on her sandy beach, I see red!)
Once we emerged from the tunnel under the highway, the coastal sounds become audible and now it’s not much further down the path to view Mother Nature’s gift to Mankind! It’s a very long path with an amazing view from every few feet, and then the cove becomes apparent, and then the pristine beach and finally, McWay Falls to the beach. After that, open and slack jaws need to be reset! By now visitors have either videoed, or made panoramic pictures, or have taken pictures of every possible angle of the marvelous landscape. I’ll post some pictures in this journal, so you’ll be able to visit along with us.
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| Mother Nature's Gift, Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park Beach |
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| Coast Guard Cutter |
I’m getting such a kick out of watching how Larry is reacting to this wondrous place! It’s hard to believe he’s never visited this coast in all his years in the state! He told me on a Coast Guard Cutter he’s gone past the rugged coast, but that wasn’t a stop for them, he said they were headed for Baja California and further South to Mexico at the time.
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| Beautiful memories for a lifetime |
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| Dinner tonight at the Nepenthe |
I told Larry that tonight’s dinner is on me at the Nepenthe, but since we’ve been out at the beach today, maybe we should go back to the trailer to get a shower and dress for dinner. I’m thinking a dinner early enough to watch the sun set into the Pacific, ought to be very romantic, and romantic is heavy on my mind! Of course, not the only thing on my mind though! I’m going to leave it up to him whether we use the in-trailer shower, or one of the campground showers. Those are big enough for two, I know, I’ve used them with my wife and sometimes with my son when he was little. The water can get very hot if no one is using them at the time, or nicely warm when you are waiting for a shower to open. Since the park is not very full this week, it’s unlikely that anyone would catch two guys entering or leaving at the same time. Maybe, but you never know, I guess. I’m betting, he’s going to be a little skittish about using the campground shower today. Fine with me, I just think the trailer shower is meant for one at a time. It’s not like we’ve never showered together, it’s a big part of our routine when we get together lately.
I believe today will go down as sensory overload for him, maybe me too! Dinner on a cliff overlooking the South Big Sur Coast will be spectacular, it’s partly cloudy and not very cold, we could try eating outside, or just inside with a wall of windows. I said earlier, I’m so into wanting us to be a public couple at the restaurant. But I won’t push him into that if he becomes the least bit apprehensive. I’ve been here, so many times, I already know what I’m going to order, unless there’s a special that sounds better! However, I’ve seen same sex couples here often in the past, and it’s Big Sur, anything goes! Tonight, will be one the last times that we can act like a couple, blow our cover. The chances are almost nil that we’d run into anyone we know, well, I’m hope not.
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| Larry hasn't read a lot of fiction in the journal |
In the two and a half months that Larry and I have been actively bisexual, we’ve only been a couple this week. And, it’s going unbelievable well for us too. But the time clock is ticking down to the end of our second mancation, in a couple more days, and it’s starting to make me sad. I guess it’s okay to be sad, huh? Larry hasn’t said much along these lines yet, but he is really gobbling up chapters of my journal. He’s had nothing negative to say yet, except it’s a weird experience reading about himself as another person. That might not be a bad thing, if it gets a little close to home for him; well, it’s really a guy named Larry that’s in the story, right? I can understand that. He has mentioned that he hasn’t read much fiction lately though. Ha, yeah, that shit disappeared when I decided to write a journal about us, instead of a short story with a finished ending in sight.
Apparently, my fear that he’d have a fucken shitfit about the journal that features us, was way off base. Now my fear is that he’ll want to write an Op Ed piece as payback for some of the stuff I’ve told you about him. Not that I blame him! I never wrote negative stuff about him, how could I? I’ve been in love with him for a very long time! Maybe not from first sight, but not much later. I’ve found stuff humorous and wrote about it, however, I could have come down on him like a ton of bricks for all the homophobic shit he put out there for years! There was always something about him, something much bigger that the shit he’d say about gays and gay rights, that let me stay and put up with it. His attitude required my concurrence, man, it was painful to listen to and kind of agree.
I asked myself often over the years, why don’t I just tell him to shut the fuck up over that crap! I don’t know, maybe I was afraid my own cover would come under scrutiny? After all, our wives were very good friends, right from the start, just like Larry and me. I didn’t want to lose a friend because we didn’t believe in the same things. However, let’s get fucking real here, you know as well as me, the reason I didn’t break up our friendship, was simple! He was and still is, fucking gorgeous looking. There’s no question in my mind, I was in love with the idea that someone that beautiful was willing to hang out with me, go for coffee with me, go out on his boat with me, and people see him with me, it’s a dream. I’m not going to fucking blow it because he hates gays! I’ll deal with it. Inside, not so much. I know I felt very shallow trading off my beliefs to be seen with a dreamboat! But I was afraid to expose myself, my own cover too. Don’t hate me over this. Don’t hate him, he was overzealous with his cover, more so than me, yet my cover still works, and no one get hurt. (Don’t go there about our wives please, that’s something that will be dealt with one day, just don’t know which day.)
Larry and I now have a much better topic to talk about over coffee instead of complaining about our wives. Oh, I’m sure we’ll always have something to gripe about with them, but now we can talk freely, no fucking covers about who we are. Now it’s not can I get him to come swim naked with me, it’s when, where, and how can we get together again. Well, there’s always late-night Swimming, but he works early, and soon he will be living away from home on a big build where he’s the lead Engineer. If you ask me, the time we have left on this mancation should be spent inside the trailer!
Anyhow, I’m through talking about this now, we have showers to take, get dressed and back out for dinner. I really enjoy talking to you guys, and up until recently, I had zero opportunities to talk freely about this stuff. The journal blog will open a door for Larry and me too, but I’m sure I’ll keep writing in the journal. It was been a leveling force for me. Thank you for putting up with me! Now, we are taking separate showers, that space is too small for two. Besides if we get naked together, going out for dinner will never happen! I figure, one more mind-blowing experience for my Babe, will produce one mind blowing night for both of us! Stay tuned!
DINNER PLANNED AT NEPENTHE
Getting ready for dinner, leaving once again was almost too much for us, but I told myself ‘suck it up’, it will cap the day for my Babe and myself as well. I told Larry to get his shower first, but save some hot water for me please! He said, don’t worry the system is going to let us both be happy; I told him I trusted him.
I watched him undress, well that was about 6 seconds, drop jeans, 2 seconds, taking off shirt, 4 seconds; he has this, for me weird, but sexy way of taking off his shirt. He crosses his arms in front, grabbing onto the bottom side of his shirt in each hand, and then, pulls it over his head, uncrossing his arms in the process. Should I add seconds to the pants because he still needed his feet to kick his pants away from him?
I can beat his time handily! Pull off shirt, one hand grabbing back of collar and pull over head, 1.5 seconds, drop pants, just push them down, no need to unzip, and kick off, 2 seconds, longer if I have socks on, makes the pants stick to feet! I think we’ve matched on taking off shoes though. (See, you know even more shit about us now! So, if we ever must undress in front of you, you now know exactly how long it would take! 😂 ) The last crazy bit is my way of filling time while waiting on my
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| Larry in trailer tub shower |
I continued watching him get out of the small tub and shower and I handed him a washcloth to dry himself, which got me, “Okay, asshole, whatcha do with my fucking towel?” I told him if he used the washcloth to dry himself, I could see him naked a lot longer! Which got me, “Give me the damn towel, you fucker, I’m getting cold!” So, I told him to come to me, I’d give him a nice big warm hug, he did; and I know you’re thinking he’s all wet and I’m wearing clothes, wrong, I’m naked by now too! 😅 I’m next in the shower, and I’m good with naked around him all the time now! Yeah, I gave him his towel, but I now expect when I get out of the shower, I will need to search the trailer, wet and naked to find my towel. Maybe I should have thought the washcloth joke through a little more? He plays like that!
Update: Yes, my love hid all the towels, just as I thought, and his response was how much he enjoyed seeing me naked and searching for stuff! The little fucker, at least he got a hug and a towel from me! What else he didn’t do, give me the play by play, I gave him in the shower, instead he just got dressed. That’s okay, I’ve been known to gunnysack stuff until I need to let it go! Only this time, it will be in fun, not anger! Now I must come up with a scenario good enough for payback! Payback is best served when you least expect it, right?
So, two daringly handsome, and spotlessly clean, middle-aged dudes are off to test themselves as a couple in public. Which one of us will chicken out the first? Will we be a couple tonight, you just must wait, I’m not ready to write about that yet! You do know I will, right? I tell you everything anyway! So far, no ‘let’s think this out some more, from Larry’, that’s the surprising thing for me to try and understand. I’ll be checking in with him often, on all this stuff, as we go! Fortunately for us, Nepenthe can be a casual place, we did not bring fancy clothes (suits and ties), with us, neither one of us wanted to get dressed other than casually tonight.
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| View of Big Sur South from inside Nepenthe Dining Room |
The Nepenthe is not too far from the Campground and tonight parking was a breeze too! We had to climb stone stairs up to the Restaurant from the lower parking lot. However, we were seated quickly, it may not be their prime season though, I guess. Since Larry doesn’t drink alcoholic beverages, I continue to chose not to as well, when with him. So, we didn’t need to wait in the bar area before seating.
A male Seating Host sat us at a window with a beautiful view of the South Big Sur Coastline. As we were waiting to be seated, I was holding my Babe’s hand, but Larry made sure it was hardly visible to anyone, with our hands down by our sides. (At least he’s trying to follow my lead,) I know the Host saw us holding hands, and I’m convinced it’s the reason we got a prime view table, without having a reservation. I don’t know if I have, what I heard was a thing called Gay-Dar yet, but I was mostly sure he was a Gay Brother. I also noticed how he rarely had his eyes off my Babe too! Let me say, it’s a little disconcerting talking to a person, who is nonstop looking at another person at the time. Maybe he thought Larry was a ventriloquist?
Instead of our usual seating habit of sitting across from each other when at a table; I wanted both of us to watch the sunset tonight. And more importantly, I really wanted to be recognized as a couple, and be proud of it too! Trust me, we are in no way, demonstrative as a couple yet! I know this is a big step for us, and it seems more so for him than me. (I’m going to write this experience in my journal, and hope Larry approves.) We put our chairs close together, the tables are not that large anyway; however, I had my hand on my right knee, and my Babe, seated to my right, placed his hand on top of mine, and then, pressed his leg against mine. We are on a date, he's aware of that too! I’m going to post our dinner choices here for you, so you may join in with us, if you'd like: 😃
Nepenthe Dinner Menu for Us Tonight
We each ordered two bottles of sparkling water for dinner.
Saratoga Springs Water: Sparkling, 12 oz $5.00
We both had one of these as an appetizer:
Castroville Artichoke
Steamed and chilled, served with lemon aioli $13.00
Larry’s choice for Entrée:
Albacore Tuna
Pan-seared with olive tapenade, roasted fingerling potatoes and asparagus
drizzled with garlic and lemon aioli $43.50
My choice for Entrée:
Pacific Swordfish
Pan-seared with red pepper risotto, broccolini and lemon caper butter. $45.75
I listed the items and prices to give you an idea of what to expect, if you plan on fine dining on the Big Sur Coast. Bring a wheelbarrow of money with you, or a credit card with a low balance! Ha! Also, we chose not to have their small 12oz Rib Eye for $51.50 each, since we brought four 24oz Rib Eye 'Prime' Steaks with us, that we purchased at Costco, for a helluva lot less money than two of their 'Choice' Steaks!
Our Server was also a male, young with one of those stylish haircuts, with shaved lines, and a man-bun. He was exceptionally good looking; sporting a California Surfer look from the 80’s maybe, but updated to today’s look. Well, what the fuck do I know about fashion anyway, so I’ll stop while I’m ahead. The young guy was clearly a bleached-blonde, (clearly where I got the Surfer idea), but Larry’s a natural blonde and you’d have to be blindfolded to not see that. (Or, Larry would have to take a bath in blonde hair dye! The carpets do match the drapes!)
Our server was perhaps, the most attentive server on record in California! He was checking on us every few minutes; I think he would have cut Larry's Tuna Steak for him if he asked! Okay, Marcus cool it, you are starting to act jealous now! But, I’m not the jealous type at all. I couldn’t be happier my Babe gets so much attention, don’t forget, I get the left-over fallout! However, I have a much more realistic idea for all the attention we are getting though.
Yes, you are probably right, it’s Larry of course! Tonight, with his almost too tight jeans, burgundy colored long-sleeve dress shirt, with maybe more buttons opened than I’ve seen him do in the past, exposing much of his blonde hairy chest for viewing. And then, add his impossible blue eyes, almost platinum blonde trimmed beard to the mix. I think the restaurant personnel might think he’s a visiting actor, or some other important person. Could they be visualizing a huge tip? Or a part in his next movie? Ha ha.
But on reflection, after writing and reading the above, I'm convinced the outfit, the open shirt, hairy chest was all directed to me. He only has eyes for me, and he was making sure, I had only eyes for him. Now I'm sad I didn't bring better clothes than I did, I feel a little too casual near him right now. Hell, I can't even open my Polo Golf Shirt more than it is; you can't see my hairy chest at all, which is his turn-on! Why did I have to go think of that, now I'm mad at me! I'll make a note to myself, use more dress shirts with some buttons not used. I blew this one I guess!
Perhaps you can detect my mind is wandering a bit, huh? Since we are facing the windows, our backs are to the other guest here, so I can’t judge if other tables are getting such excellent service too. Nepenthe, and Big Sur has been known to get its share of wealthy patrons, maybe a few Hollywood types too. More importantly, Larry is now becoming very aware of the attention he’s getting. Our wives are beautiful women and get their share of complimentary looks when we all go out for a nice dinner. It’s a good bet, he had figured it’s the wives that attract all the attention. However, after tonight, maybe he’ll might stop questioning why I refer to him as good looking! I hope this doesn’t go to his head! Yeah, like that’s going to happen! He’s the most regular guy you’d ever meet, he’s never factored his good looks into his actions around me. Do you see how this becomes circular for me?
Enough already about his good looks, maybe it’s me, that’s attracting all the attention, ha ha, sometimes I crack me up! It’s a good thing I don’t use good looks to pick friends and associates, I’m not that shallow, nor is my Babe! Speaking of which, a dynamic has changed between us, earlier he placed his hand on top of mine, which I thought was sweet of him to do. A bit later when my hand ended up on my leg again, this time Larry didn’t put his hand on top of mine, he interlaced his fingers with mine and then gave them a squeeze. This was way more than a ‘there, there’ hand on top move, it was I’m holding your fucken hand because I feel okay with that!
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| Larry's bright and intense blue eyes |
I looked up and over to him, and those damn damp eyes of mine were showing up again, Grrrr, I’m a fucken grown-ass man, why the fucking wet eyes around him? I smiled at him, with a built-in apology for the moist eyes, and he looked back with, eyes I've yet to see. Oh, don’t worry, nothing bad here, just the opposite. I’ve talked and shown you the representative sapphire blue eyes of his, those eyes are hard to see through, they are bright, intense, and mirror-like. Just now, I slipped past that surface mirror and landed behind them and into his waiting heart. It was the most softening moment of my life, I just slipped away to what’s ahead for me. We’ve had ‘greenhorn sex’ together, we are so fucking new at this part of our lives, however, in just one instant, I just had the most incredible sex, I’ve ever had in at least 45 years! If he could see past my watery eyes, maybe he’ll see past the blur and into my heart as well. I might have to apologize to all you bisexual guys, married like us, wondering how this could happen; we’re fucking middle-aged guys, get a fucken grip! I don’t know what to tell you, I lost my grip, I don’t need it any longer!
I must stop writing like this for a while, I can’t see the fucking keys to type! ....well, I dried up a
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| View from the outside deck |
The view of the setting sun on the ocean, creating glowing ridges on the coastal mountains, pockets of fog, all resemble a beautiful painting that might not be real. It’s the memory I want him to have of us together! If we were to just remember the sex between us, that would be shallow, because that first encounter, back a few months ago at the lake, will never be topped. Sometimes I go back to read my first journal pages to re-experience the intensity. But on this trip, it’s so different, not worse or better, it’s real and deep, and so much more satisfying. We are completing each other, that change is better than better. Again, I’m not a writer, just a guy trying to use words my brain has acquired over the decades, to describe what it feels like when the two of us are alone together.
Larry was completely moved today with all the visuals, and my intentions to provide them for him. He completely let his guard down, spun around from my hold on him, and then planted the very needed kiss, that was missing from the scenario. In fact, it kind of made me a bit nervous, it lasted maybe longer than I thought it should. But then I told myself, fuck it, and kissed him back, and didn’t give a shit for once in my fucking life! I don’t know how I will live without these times together when we return home!
We are back now in the trailer, the thermostat was turned up, because we both know there’s going to be a lot of naked time coming up! However, I don’t want to leave you guys hanging with blue balls, so, it’s okay if you want to beat-off now, you have our blessings. Larry knows that whatever happens next will be written, so I bet he really turns up the heat tonight, and I don’t mean just the fucking thermostat too! And, just because I’m the chronicler of this Blog, don’t think I’m going to be the passive one, I have ideas too! Okay, I think it’s time for sex now, so, get out of here! Ha ha, I’m so fucken giddy right now, I hope I don’t cum too fast!
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| Good night guys, catch you tomorrow! |
Marcus and Bro
Our BIG SUR journal continues in in Chapter 31:
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