Ch.29 Two Days, 3 and 4 plus Big Reveal

At least we got plenty of campfire conversation and other stuff, too!

Itinerary for WED. 5/13: Day at Big Sur State Park Beach 📸
     Hangout at Big Sur Beach Check out North End Clothing Optional area.
     If it’s too windy, take  drive down the Coast.

It’s still Tuesday and about midday, I’ve had a chance to continue to write in my journal while Larry was napping; afterwards we took a drive out to the Café on the highway to try and get cell signals. Larry called home to talk to his wife, and I will too in a minute. I’ve finished writing two chapters using MS Word this afternoon, and then I pasted them into Blogger; now, all I must do is Publish them. I can do that from within my iPhone here at the Café. However, this is a lot more difficult for me, trying to keep what I’m doing with the journal secret; it’s just like being put into another closet! That said, I’m about 95% ready to get Larry on board with the journal. He’s a thousand times better about everything right now, I think (hope), he can handle the idea!

After publishing the chapters, I called my wife too! She asked if we were having fun, and I told her we were having a great time together, however, it’s raining off and on here. I asked if the rain reached her yet, she said there were some very-light showers, but saw that rain is coming this week. She said she was sorry the rain was spoiling our trip; I told her not to be too concerned, the rain won’t melt us. That we walked in the rain today and the then sky just unloaded on us! I told her we were like kids in the rain and ignored the part about my arthritic knees.

I asked if she and Ellen were keeping each other company? Yes, they were, going out for dinner and texting each other. I told her that I was happy they were doing okay, and that maybe Larry and I will attempt to go to the beach tomorrow even if it’s raining, (he has never been to this area before.) She wishes us good luck and that she loved me and thanked me for the call.

Hard to find Big Sur Beach road

Instead of heading straight back to the campground, we took a short drive down the coast. I could see the clouds were breaking up some out to sea. I took personal note, that my knees weren’t aching now and maybe the weather was behaving itself finally! I suggested that Larry notice where the entrance to the Big Sur State Beach Road was, since it’s hard to find, thinking we should head there tomorrow. I know from personal experience, it’s not just difficult to find, it’s almost fucking impossible to find. I believe it’s the way locals prefer it to be as well. There is a small amount of parking available, and of course a fee since it’s a State Park too.

Big Sur purple beach sand

I told Larry it’s well the worth the trip down the hill though, because we can see purple sand, a natural portal rock outcropping, and two beach areas. There’s also a small, nude beach tolerated on the North end and sometimes wind that can sandblast the skin off your shins! Isn’t that worth the trip? (The nude beach as much as I’d like to frequent, might be the wrong time of the year right now!) He said, “let’s do it, even if it rains, might keep people away too!” I love his enthusiasm!

I was able to spot the hard to find road down to the beach, because we were headed South Bound on Hwy 1, if we were headed North, we’d zip right past it without notice. I told him when we turn around and head back to the campground, to try and notice the unmarked road. I’ll be watching out for it as well.

BACK AT THE CAMPGROUND

Captivating Rib-Eye BBQ

Tonight, it’s my turn to cook, since it stopped raining, and while it’s not cold out, it’s also not warm, too. I decide to use the BBQ Grill to cook a couple of Rib Eye Steaks and have a green salad too, (yes, I’m going to ask him to eat a salad too, the old veggie hater!) I asked my buddy what else he’d like to go with it, he said Lamb Chops! Yup, that’s gonna happen, so what’s your second choice? Steak Fries, I’m sure we have some in the small freezer, so that’s the menu tonight. I stroked his ego by telling him how great he is at building fires, and would he build a bonfire for us to stay warm? No problem, he got right on it. Hopefully, it will allow us to enjoy the outdoors once again.

While I was cooking and he was building the fire, I’m building the courage to talk to him about my journal. I’m going through scenarios in my mind, angles to take, things to avoid saying. I’m going fucken crazy worrying about stuff that I might not need to fear. My journal is full of love, and a few things I’ve said about him that might be a little too personal, but his identity is protected, and he’s not outed in anyway. We have in such a short time, fallen deeply for each other; that ought to count for something, if there’s a problem. So that’s it, after dinner, at the bonfire, it will be revealed! Whew, I’m glad that part is over!

AT THE FIRE RING BONFIRE TONIGHT

Campfire coffee 

We brought marshmallows to roast, well, he brought them! I could have skipped this part, at least it’s not going to be ‘Some More’s,’ the Graham Cracker, Chocolate and Toasted Marshmallow campfire treat! I maxed-out on these as a kid, I’m so over them! But I’ll consider having a couple of fire roasted marshmallows with the guy I love! A pot of campfire coffee is also perking too, of course, what else, he doesn’t drink, but I did bring some Bailey’s Irish Cream to add to my coffee. I usually refrain from drinking around him, even though he says I shouldn’t deny myself, just because he’s off the juice himself. But campfire coffee is so fucking good this way!

Campfire-roasted marshmallows

We bundled ourselves in a couple of blankets and started the marshmallows roasting. (Okay Marc, this is it, find your balls, and get it over with. Time to come clean!) Here goes, I’m going to bring up the ‘drafts’ he read on my‘Short Story,’ the story he never read yet, and how it grew into a journal about us.

I bravely started with, “Hey Babe, do you remember from a couple of months ago, the dream I had that I was going write about?” He said, “Of course, you let me read some of the first pages, you called them drafts. Did you ever finish the story?” “Oh yeah, I sure did.” “Great, why didn’t you tell me, so I could read it. I thought you could be a very good writer just reading those drafts. I liked how you can use words in your writing; it’s a helluva lot better than I could!” I’m into it big time now, so I asked him if he’d like to read the Prologue and Chapter One? He came back with, “Absolutely, it’s something you wrote, I’d fucken love to read them!” I told him that when we went inside, I’d let him read the stories on my iPad.

Not that I’m a chicken, (oh yes, I am!), I let him read the MS Word version, the one without pictures to augment the story. There’s no cell signal here anyway to read the full version. I’ll see how he handles this before I talk about the one you guys have read. There’s a big difference between the two, pictures, even those I found on Tumblr, adds a big dimension to the read. Most guys, including me, are visually oriented. Its why porn works a lot better for men, I guess. Yay, for guy stuff!

He finished reading the Prologue, the Setup for the story, and told me after reading that, he wanted to read what I wrote next. The first thing out of his mouth was, “This story is about us, isn’t it? (He caught that, huh? Ha ha!) I don’t know anyone with those names, but there’s stuff that happened with us in there.” I told him that it was easier to write about real people than try to make shit up, and I changed the names and, you’ll see later, stuff that would identify them. He seemed okay so far. But wondered why it had a chapter reference, wasn’t it supposed to be just a short story? I told him after he read the first chapter, he might be able to answer that question himself. He said he’d like to see what I wrote, and it sounded interesting, however, I mentioned a picture in the story, so where’s the pictures? I said it was in a different format than he’s reading right now. That I’d let him see the pictures soon. And then, I could see the panic set in, “Pictures, plural pictures, tell me they are not of us!” “No worry Babe, there will be pictures in the finished version, but not of us.” He told me he kind of panicked for a moment. I told him, “If I changed the names, don’t you think I’d change the pictures too?” “Yeah, you’re right! You gave me a start though!”

I told him to read the first chapter and we can discuss it afterwards. So, he began reading the MS Word version again without the pictures. And then, I had time to start thinking about what I’m going to have to say, when his questions start coming at me. Judging by what his face looked like when reading the first chapter, I knew questions, or just flat ass statements were coming soon! Here it comes, he’s a fast reader!

Out of his mouth first was, “Damn, there’s some horny stuff in there; is this porn really about us?” “God, no, it’s supposed to erotic, not porn. At least I didn’t think I was writing porn, or mean to as well.” He told me he spotted stuff that he didn’t remember doing, but there was a lot more real stuff!

Larry is reading the journal in MS Word for now

He continued relating with the following, “Babe, I’m glad I didn’t read this before now, I wouldn’t have understood why you wrote anything about us. I don’t know what else you wrote yet, but I did read stuff I never knew about you; and how you felt about me.

You know, I had a really hard time reading about my appendix operation, I wasn’t aware of doing some of the stuff you wrote about, but you made me want to cry reading it! No one ever loved me the way you wrote about me back then; it was so long ago too! We were both still deep in the fucken closet with each other; if I knew you felt like that about me… well, who we are today would have started long ago! Damn Babe, you are a fucking good, but really horny writer!” I laughed and told him, “Thanks, but you are the one that makes me so horny!” He just smiled back at me with those fucken Sapphire Blues Eyes of his, and it about melted me on the spot!

I’m so happy he’s on board so far, but he doesn’t know it’s online or about you guys yet! I told him I was unsure about how he would react to the story, and I was scared he’d hate being written about. He said, “Are you fucking crazy, in a million years, I’d never expect someone to write a horny story that included me in it! Like I said Marc, I don’t know how I would have felt a couple of months ago, but I love you and you love me, and I can feel that in your story! Wow, I couldn’t love you more right now!”

So here goes, I’m feeling safer now… “Larry, the best love of my whole fucken life, I haven’t told you all yet, there’s more to know.” He said, “What else?” “I published the story in my Blog.” “Well, if I knew what a fucking Blog was, I could react better, I guess,” I chuckled, to avoid making him think I was laughing at him for not knowing. “Oh, it just a way of putting stuff you might write online for others to read, too.” “That’s cool, I guess! I bet other guys might like how you write, too. I sure do, you horny little fucker!” I told him, “I just want to kiss you right now?” “So, who’s stopping you?”

So, feeling my oats now, I just put it all out there. I told him I’ve been writing every day in my journal and would publish the chapters when I was through. I also told him, my journal was about my love for him and how he shared his love with me. He just said, “Awe, that’s so cool, I guess. Are you going to let me read the stuff you wrote about us? I told him for sure, and if he reads it in the actual blog, he’d see the pictures I chose to illustrate the story, too.

He asked me how I chose the pictures and where they came from. I told him I searched through Tumblr and sometimes Google, for pictures that looked a lot like us and/or matched the story theme but may not look exactly like us. So, a few questions came back immediately, one, what is Tumblr? And, you used pictures that look like us?

Well, I told him, sure when I came across something that looked like our bodies, but if I found a face exactly like ours, it was rejected. Otherwise, I’d just use real pictures of us. I did tell him, if I was out and proud, I’d have no fear using my own picture. I think you would too, if you were out with nothing to hide!

I figured I better come clean with the rest now. Larry, I started, “I am infatuated with how you look, from head to toe, I know of no one else exactly like you, I love stuff about you that you don’t like yourself. I’m telling you this because I found a picture of a guy on Tumblr, that could be you, except he’s a ginger instead of blonde. However, he has your body, and body-hair type, but not your face!” “You actually found another unlucky guy like me, huh?” I told Larry, the guy was lucky to look like him, not unlucky.” “I used it to represent you, I don’t think it will ever cause a problem for you though. You never expose your naked body to anyone except me and your wife. Besides, you are so handsome, who’d get past your gorgeous face and fucken blue eyes anyway!” (Okay, I’m pushing it, you’ve seen the picture by now, he hasn’t yet. He might make me take it down when he does though!)

Larry asked, “what the fuck is a Tumblr?” Well I told him, it was a Social Site where people can share their photos, although lately, they seem to want all men together, off their site! I’ll let you see the site and my pictures and stuff when we get back home. And once again he got on my case about his handsomeness. “Why are you always talking about me as so fucken handsome, or good looking, because I don’t think I am at all!” I just said, “OMG, how fucking more handsome do you need to be, in your eyes, to be called that?” His only answer was, “well, I wouldn’t look like me!” I don’t know if he’s just fucking with me, or what about this; but it looks like do I have my work cut out for me for the unforeseeable future! So, I wonder how he’ll handle the picture of the naked-ass guy that I shared so much, with you guys? Stay tuned!

The next thing I need to tell him, is how many of you guys read about our growing love for each other and how widespread the blog is reaching. But I’m going to wait until he has had time to read a few chapters. At the campsite trailer, there’s no cell signal, so he can only read the MS Word versions I write on my iPad. The version you guys see in Blogger, online with images and GIFs, makes it a lot hotter, at least for me. I have a feeling he’ll be catching up to you guys by the time we get back home though. I’m just hoping he stays cool with the story and doesn’t want me to edit stuff out of it! Of course, I will, he’s half the story, that ought to count for something. Even the stuff I’m writing right here will be read by him soon enough!

It’s getting late, and I’m getting tired and thinking about bed, I asked my Babe if he was ready to go to bed with me, but he begged off to continue reading some of my chapters without the pictures. At least he’s not upset, yet! I hope he stays on board with me. But I hope even stronger, that he takes up my request to take me when I least expect it today! Maybe, that’s his plan, I hope so, I’d love to be awoke like that one day! Maybe tonight?

DEFINITELY GOING TO BE A GREAT DAY TODAY!

You can use your imagination today

How much fucking and sucking is too much to write about? Well, when you are fucking horny most of the time, it’s never too much! But, this morning, I woke up early, exactly how I envisioned it would happen. I’ll tell you, I wasn’t in the least bit mad about the way I woke up too, all I know it was still dark and I had no idea of the time; time wasn’t important, but the way my body could tell, it was the correct time of day! Today, you’ll have to forgive me, because what the love of my life was doing to me, is going to be left only in your imagination. And, if you guys reading this, are even a little bit like me, you know exactly what was going on. I just don’t want to share these moments with him with anyone else. He’s making it quite clear to me, he’s reading what I wrote about us, and it has affected him deeply. Because, that’s what he’s making me feel right now too! (Even now as I’m writing this paragraph, I still am shaking a bit, that’s how fucking awesome I feel right now!) I don’t think he’s been to bed all night, I bet my iPad battery is about drained too! Sometime today, I just know we will talk, and I’ve got a feeling, it’s going to get deeply personal.

I’m still trying to wake up for real, and I can’t find the words to write, my mind is fucken blown now. Don’t worry it’s a good blown though. It’s like I have ‘Early Onset Dementia’, the words are all scrambled in my brain now. How is this possible? Well, I guess it is! I just want to grab onto him and never let go! But, sure as fuck, I’d like some breakfast; you can’t believe my hunger! I wonder why? Wink, wink! Maybe, between the two of us we can find the energy to fix some coffee at least! Maybe we can get into some of those ‘Costco Sample Lady’ snacks my Bro added to the cart a few days ago!

THE WEATHER IS HOLDING OUT AND THE SUN IS ACTUALLY VISIBLE

Well, the two main cast members of this blog, are finally back to earth again, fed, dressed, and ready to go out for fresh air! My thinking, fresh air is going to hit us hard once that door is opened! Nah, just kidding around with ya! I really want to show Larry what I remembered about this area, it’s had it problems in the past couple of years with damaging weather though, so I don’t know what to really expect. So, today it’s go find that road to the Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach, pay our parking fee if there’s room to park, and explore the beach area. I really don’t think nude beach stuff is on the agenda any longer. We get naked often together just living daily in the trailer anyway.

Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach Sun Portal

It not about just nude beaches any longer, it’s seeing how free we can be together away from the constraints of living in the closet at home and work. I’ve never been comfortable naked around anyone, but it didn’t stop me when I was in my 20’s, of course courtesy of ‘Mister Bong’ or ‘Mr. and Mrs. Joint Roller’. Certainly, I was in great shape back then too, there was just that ‘little grower’ problem I had to deal with. That is, until I was loaded, and I didn’t give a shit what people thought about my dick! So today, I’m headed out with my drug of choice, my Bro Larry, I can’t wait to show him around, and maybe share a story or two from, way back when!

I guess it’s just not the best time to visit here at the beach, so parking wasn’t a problem, and there was a lack of beach goers too. Still not the best reason to get naked yet! It’s still kind of cold, and we all know what that does for Mr. Happy and his two buddies! Well, at least we don’t give a shit about that stuff any longer! But we did explore the area and I’ll post some images of the area so you can visit along with us. We were lucky since it didn’t rain today, the sun came out and we are having the time of our life today.

Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach has Purple Sand

While we were sitting on the purple-toned sand, Larry wanted to talk about ‘Our’ journal blog; he’s taking ownership now and that just makes me feel great. But now I feel like I might need to start censoring stuff. I mentioned that fear and he said, don’t do anything different, he’s still getting a charge out of reading about himself according to me! That deserved a kiss, and he got one from me too! It was just a kiss, nothing earth moving, but after the kiss I looked up and noticed a man down near the surf watching us, whoops, but he just gave us a ‘Thumbs Up’ 👍🏼 and waved. I gave him a ‘Thumbs Up’ 👍🏼 back at him and watched him walk away! I told Larry what just happened, and his response was, “No way!” Yup, way! That my dear friends, was very cool! I only wished that Larry had caught it too! I felt so free, even if it was only for a few seconds! I guess I was right when I said, ‘my drug of choice, my Bro Larry!’ Gave me the same freedom that Pot did for me the first time I was here loaded, carefree and naked!

Well, guys, back then I didn’t give a shit about much of anything; that’s not me today, I give a shit about a lot of stuff, right now he’s sitting right next to me on a gorgeous beach, and he has his arm around me, and he doesn’t give a shit what anyone thinks about that too! Life’s good!

It will be for our dinner 

BTW, later today, I’m taking my Bro out for dinner, my treat, at the Nepenthe Restaurant in Big Sur, it’s a must stop for everyone visiting Big Sur. Tonight, we are a couple, and I don’t give a shit who sees us together, I might even play footsie under the table with him too. I want him to soak in the most spectacular view California offers the world with me, and I want to do it with both of my arms around him!

And that’s a good spot to finish this chapter!
Marcus (and now, Larry too!)

Our BIG SUR journal continues in Chapter 30:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/05/ch-30-days-4-5-mancation-2-is-finally.html

Here are some pictures of the beautiful Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach, worth a visit if you can find it!

Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach

Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach North End

Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach Key Hole Portal Rock

Pfeiffer Big Sur Beach Key Hole Portal