Larry's 13th Post, Superstitions Be Damned! I hope!

Hi guys, it’s Larry again. After I read Marc’s last posting, it gave me some ideas to write about, at least some are on my mind now. No worry, it’s all good. At least I think so. If you’ve read most of our postings you know that the two of us go back a long way. I think it will be ten years come June, I’m pretty sure anyway. You also know we ended up liking each other right off the bat and it got way better over the years too. Oh, not sexual though, it was a different kinda better. We got to be real Bros with lots of love for each other, maybe it was more respect than love though. We never crossed the line with each other until almost two years ago. Knowing what we do now, we were both such fucking cowards to think about sex with each other!

I wrote this because Marcus says a lot of our new readers start out with our latest posting before trying to go find the first stuff. I know there’s this Archive thing under the little three lines icon that shows up at the top left, but it’s not that useful. And there is the current Most Read Chapters list, and I have my ideas about that too. Okay you twisted my arm, so I’ll tell you my idea on the most read chapters. It’s the title we choose to name the chapter. The hornier the title the more it’s read. It doesn’t mean a less horny title is less sexy though. It’s hard coming up with a title that is sexy and tells what’s in the posting. 

Oh yeah, I can’t forget, Marc did us a big favor when he connected the chapters for us. Man, I fucking hated trying to navigate blogger! They have the stupidest system to get to the older stuff. Now all you have to do is click the link Marc made for us at the end of each chapter to the next chapter. Yay! So I thought now that I’m allowed to post on my own, that means I haven’t fucked up the blog for Marc yet, I decided to give the new guys a link to the Prologue Marcus wrote. See I know how to copy and paste too! 😄 I put it right below here for you.

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/03/preface-dream.html

That said maybe I should tell you that I’m back to work from our home again. Yes, I know it’s Marc’s house, but it’s our home now too. Marcus is doing very well on his own and doesn’t need me as much any more. 😥 That’s why I stopped updating his knee surgery status reports. He’s starting to write again to let you know how he’s doing himself. Besides, I needed to get back to work since I only took off a few weeks to help him; I pushed it a little longer than I first thought I would though. I got away with it too! 👍🏼

But there’s something that’s kinda sad, maybe it’s not sad just missing now. Marcus doesn’t need me so much anymore. Okay stop thinking that way, I know you guys, you’re as nasty as me! Marcus needs me as much as I need him that way. What I mean is he’s doing okay on his own now. I didn’t know I had the need to help thing in me. I’m glad I did, but now it’s not so important anymore. I kinda want to take over and do things for him, but those things he can do without my help now. It’s stupid huh, I mean I should be so happy he’s doing so well. I am, I really am, it’s great that he’s come through this and he’s gonna be so much better than before. I’m happy for him. 

You know while I’m writing this right now, I’m thinking some things don’t have to change. I could do more cooking than I did before. I’m pretty good now, I even know how to cook vegetables, ha hah. Go figure huh? Well, I do cook breakfast more than him, always have. I don’t think Marcus was a big breakfast guy before I moved in. Man, I can’t get through the day without some food in my belly. You know while Marc was healing, I made all his meals, and I helped him stay clean too. I’ll tell you though, I won’t be sad to see him helping me to clean this house though. I ain’t that domestic, ha hah! I guess I’m just trying to get over the new empty feeling in me, IDK, I guess it’s not that bad. But I’m happy I stepped up for him, so he didn’t have to go to a nursing facility to recover. I bet Lisa would have sent him there, she’s so tied to her work to be bothered. That’s not fair of me to say that I don’t know for sure she would. Maybe I’m being a little too possessive of my buddy and I’m sure I will always be. I almost lost him once, that’s never gonna begin to happen again!

Marc said he’s thinking about returning to work now that he gets around by himself very well. He’s ditched the wheeling walker for the cane I bought him. I bet he ditches that soon too. I have been asking him to use his cane whenever he’s walking around the house, just to be safe. I don’t need him on Norco again. Maybe I kinda baby him too much, huh. I don’t know, it just feels like the right thing for me to do. I think I really get off on being that kinda guy, anyway I don’t hear any complaints coming from him.

Marcus at his desk

You know, I’ve loved working beside him for all those months because of the COVID stay at home thing. Well, if he wants to go back to working at home again, I shouldn’t mind. At least I could look up and see him there at his desk. I did that a lot before his surgery, I’d check to see how horny he looked. (I didn’t really write that, did I?) Maybe we’d get a little break to be together for a while. You know how that goes, right? You better by now! Ha hah! Yeah, the good old days! But we’ve had a lot of time recently where nothing has been going on with us together. Hey, I knew there would a lot of down time while he recovered, I read all about that before his surgery. Besides it’s not his fault that his pain meds took over the best part of our living together. Okay, I re-read that and I’m leaving it in too, because sex is only one part of us living together. Caring about each other is even better. Okay, I re-read that too, and I’m keeping it too. You know I want to make what I write about us as real as I can for you. Maybe our sex life was a fond memory for a while, but we got some decent snuggling time in bed, that should count for something, right.

I know Marcus is struggling with what he wants to do next, he even wrote about it for you. I have some ideas to help him, and I’m not talking about sex, that part of him is up and running just fine thank you. Maybe I’ll write something about that later, who knows. I don’t have a real plan when I write my posts, I wouldn’t even know how to do that anyway. My only plan is to write a chapter that’s not too sucky or fucking boring to read. I’m my biggest critic on that, I think. You know I get such a kick out of watching Marc when he writing a chapter for the journal. I can alway tell when he gets to the horny parts, there’s a lot of wiggling around while he’s sitting. I bet he’s trying to make room for his growing dick. Maybe I should think about taking that outta here, because he’ll probably want to tell you something nasty about me. Well, it kinda gets me all horny imagining what’s he writing about. I’m not sure which one of us is the bigger horn dog in the house. Maybe we are equal opportunity horn dogs! That might be something Marc wrote himself about us.

I learned from reading his stuff, men have two brains, and the littlest one that sits on top of our dicks can be very nasty sometimes. I know that’s stupid, but sometimes I really wonder if he’s not right! I think maybe my second brain takes over my whole dick, not just the head of it. Ha hah! I love blaming my dick instead of my real brain an easy cop out! Man, you ought to see how quickly my little brain springs to life when it sees a naked Marcus close by! Marc has introduced a whole new life to my dick; I had no idea it was capable of that. I think maybe I’ve helped him out that way too. Not maybe at all, I know I did. I hope my writing this time will let you know how happy me, and my dick are to have Marcus back functioning again. Well, if I forget to write something sexy, you should know it’s happening once again.

THE NORCO KNOCKOUT 

For several weeks while my Sweetbabes was kinda out of it, you know those pain meds wiped out what it takes to get that dick of his working like normal. Some of you guys warned me about what to expect, I’m okay. I read it could be constipating too, but they don’t tell you about limp dicks though! Besides, it was only gonna be temporary anyway. But I still got really horny around him, and we do sleep together like naked you know; is there really any other way worth writing about? I don’t think so! Well, I have my needs and since we’ve been living together, they got met a lot! Way more than with Ellen, that’s for damn sure. That of course got interrupted for a little while with his surgery, but I know how to take care of my own dick, I’ve been it’s caretaker for a few decades now! 

You know, along those lines of thinking, that mega-shower room of his had been where we got a lot action last year. But it’s so fucking huge inside there, it’s a room, not a shower! My house has guest bedrooms smaller than his master bathroom! Anyway, by myself alone I felt, I don’t know, maybe lost in there without him. Marc told me he often took more showers in his office bathroom than in the big shower room. Besides, he keeps all his clothes in the office closet, anyway, makes sense to me. 

Good Shot! Huh?

Marc told me sometime ago, after we starting having sex with each other that he jacked-off in that shower many times fantasizing about me. Don’t you think I ever forgot that too. I thought I was the only one doing that, yeah, I get it now, but when I heard it out of his mouth, WOW, really huh! I could do that for him. Well, I started using that shower too when he wasn’t capable of a real shower by himself. I bet you can guess what me and my dick were up to huh? You know that shower is not big enough for two guys our size at all, and that glass door was a great place to see how horny my dick brain was at he time! Besides it’s easy to clean off too. At first, I was kinda sorry that I was doing that in there. I kept it to myself for a while and then one day Marc told me that he was hoping that I wasn’t ignoring my needs. Well, that gave me some strength to tell him, so I did. Man was he happy for me. He even asked if I shot off on the glass door like he did. There’s no way I’m gonna hide stuff like that any more, he really seemed to want to know about it, so I made it as sexy sounding as I could. I’m getting good at that now! Maybe one day I’ll learn how to write about that better too. 😜

I told him how hard I got and how I imagined that he was the one jacking me off. I got carried away too. I think I made up some stuff that was a little hotter than it actually was. You know I was feeling a little guilty for doing that anyway. I know I was hoping that he’d get a boner over what I told him, nah, that didn’t happen, but I didn’t let him think I was disappointed. But how he reacted made it easier for me the next time I was in the shower though!

You know by now he does share his clothes with me, which are in the office anyway. Kinda makes sense that I shower and dress there, otherwise it’s a long trek through the house from the master bedroom to the office shower. Marc told me he really likes sharing his clothes with me, kinda cool brother thing. I read what he said about how I make his clothes look good. You know that makes me feel so awesome inside knowing he feels like that. I just never got compliments like I get from him. I don’t hate that, I love it, I eat it up whenever he wants to give it to me. You know I did bring clothes over here with me, they are in the guest bedroom closet that I don’t use. Mostly jeans, some pullover shirts and a couple dress clothes for work. Nothing like the cool clothes he has though. Lisa bought all of his stuff for him she says he doesn’t have the taste he needs for his kinda job. Maybe, IDK, but she did buy some really cool stuff for him though.

MARCUS AND ME AT WORK, WELL IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE WORK

Like I said, Marc is doing pretty damn good, he’s getting around the house with just a cane now. I bet he’ll be driving soon too. His surgeon just has to give him the thumbs up 👍🏼 and he’s back behind the wheel again. I have been his driver for weeks now and we use his crossover SUV instead of my pickup. It’s too difficult for him to step up on the running board to get into my truck. I bet that will change soon enough. Besides, I like his car, it’s cool with all those fun techie things to play with. Well Marc has driven me at shotgun and our wives many times in one of his cars over the years; it was fun being his driver for a while. Anyway, I’ll make sure he can move his leg over to the brake fast enough before I give him back his car keys though. Right now, I’m thinking a little more time will be needed. Like I said earlier, maybe I baby him too much. I don’t care what he says, I’m gonna take good care of him while he’s on my watch. That’s what good buddies do for each other, right?

Are there questions here?

Today while I was working at my desk and he was someplace else in the house, I thought I heard his cane striking the hardwood hallway floor outside the office. Maybe I’m a little more alert to sounds since his surgery. The next thing I know he was behind my chair and leaned his cane against my desk. He started rubbing my shoulders like I love. My dick gets hard just thinking about that, Ha hah. I could hire him to do that all day long! And then he gave me a loud kiss on my right ear. I think he wants something from me, I wonder what? Ha hah! Yeah, I wonder alright! Maybe it was when he stuck his tongue deep into my ear that I had the best idea of his needs. I told him to get clear from the back of my chair so I could back up a bit and turn my chair for him. And then I told him to sit on my lap for a minute; he did too! What was I thinking!

That ended up kinda fun because he began mauling me pretty fast. I had my hand down at his silky boxer crotch and found something I’ve come to know very well but have been missing lately. So nice to feel ‘Mr. Happy’ again. I’m sure he didn’t mind the attention I gave it at all. What I did hear whispered in my ear was if I needed to clean up a bit for him. I figured, he’s wanting and I’m gonna do it for him. He said my desk hasn’t seen a lot action in a long time and it was about time that changed. Okay, I’m game. I told him to sit in my chair while I got ready for him in the office bathroom. There was only one small problem during his seduction, my growing boner had such a need. Like there’s this 200 poundish man sitting flat on my dick and it wants to grow, and you guys should know by now how my dick operates. Once I got up off the chair my dick had only one place it wanted to be now and facing down to the floor wasn’t it! No problem, that was a quick fix by hand.

About as close as it's gonna get!

I did leave all my clothes in the bathroom when I was finally ready for Marcus. But before I left the bathroom, I stopped to really look at myself in the long mirror on the back of the bathroom door. I’ve been using that bathroom shower during Marc’s recovery and I hardly ever paid attention to the mirror. Probably because if I forgot to open the window or turn on the exhaust fan, the mirror is usually all fogged up. Today I took an extra minute to look at myself in the mirror and wondered just what Marc sees in me that I don’t see. Personally, I think I kinda look my age, a big old 54 now. I blew out my stomach and sucked it in again; nope, not an ab in sight. I know they’re in there somewhere, I used to have some. There’s one thing Marc and I agree on big time, soft bellies rule around here. 😄 One thing Marcus gave me was the ability to look beyond my face and not care how different I am from him. Up until his last posting, I still didn’t get what’s so special about being a fur bear to him. I know I get it now. Maybe if I had his male role models growing up, it could have been way different for me. Thanks to my buddy, I’ve been able to change a lot of my screwed-up feelings and get to be really safe and comfortable in my body around him. I still have one little thing to fix on him yet, but I’m working on it. As I left the bathroom mirror, I saw the biggest smile on my face, and a furry body I didn’t hate seeing finally.

Anyway, I’m sorry that my mind wanders off to places when I try to write about the guy I love. I guess I understand now when it happens to him in his chapters. Maybe it’s not such a bad thing, huh? So, guess who wasted no time getting naked himself. Forget guessing, you know who. Just in case he forgot the lube, I brought what was in the bathroom with me. I was gonna ask where he wanted me, but that wasn’t necessary. He had it all planned out while I was getting ready. I found out soon anything that was gonna be his kinda ‘slow and easy’ ain’t in his plans today. Marc must have had a lot of catching up to do in his mind, besides, I really wanted him badly, I missed this guy so much for too many weeks.

Maybe all my prep and expectation loosened me up big time for him, because a little lube and I got filled up with the best kind of Marcus feeling I’ve had in a long while. Marc may have some catching up to do, but I did too! I am so happy that we can share our love for each other like this. I think I’d hate it if I was only a top kinda guy. I really do love feeling him deep inside me. Maybe I like it too much, but I know for real how much he wants me deep inside him too. Maybe because we had no idea what we were doing back when we started that we actually discovered what we both liked right off the bat.

I’ve done a lot of wondering over the last almost two years about the roles we have together now. I guess I could have just been a top without thinking any further. Like it’s what I’ve done my whole fucking life anyway. Thinking about being a bottom guy would be a stretch for me I guess, I had no experience with anything like this. I do remember once long ago when we were telling very personal stuff about ourselves to each other, Marcus told me that his ass was super sensitive, and his wife could speed up his cumming with a finger up his ass. He told me more stuff too, but that finger up the butt to cum was something hard to forget once I heard it; my buddy told me something so personal and maybe kinda embarrassing too, but he shared it with me anyway. I had nothing like that to share with him though.  I really had no idea how I’d react to a finger up my butt, let alone a guys cock. But after hearing that, I wanted to check it out myself. Like I’m gonna tell Ellen to stick her finger up my butt during sex, I’m not that crazy or brave. But I did try it once on my own, and kinda figured that this is going to be only a Marcus thing. It didn’t do much for me. 

My finger up my own ass not working like it did for Marc could have let me resist bottoming for him but it didn’t. The idea of having a dick in me wasn’t one of the things I dreamed about back then, I gotta tell you. But seeing how Marcus was acting around me was a game changer. The idea that Marcus might want to be the top led me to think that fucking was not gonna be on the table right away. I quickly wrote that off for something better like sucking dicks. I really did. But it wasn’t long before I was thinking it was gonna be his dick in me, and I really wanted to feel him more than anything, like discomfort or even pain. I did surprise myself though.

I did let him fuck me back then, I’m not sure why, maybe because we were so horny at the time. Maybe to just play fair with each other. But I don’t think he ever hurt me, not even now. Well, we’re not huge guys anyway, that probably helps. I know once I let him do it, I knew I was gonna let him do it anytime he wanted. I also know that he’s a big fan of what my dick can do for him too, ha hah! You see, that’s something I can get behind without any trouble!

It was supposed to be my desk workout

I don’t remember who bottomed first between us, I guess I could go back and read the first chapters of his to find out. It doesn’t make a difference because I’ll always do it for him as much as he’ll do it for me. I remember being like so fucking high on what was going on at the lake. No, I wasn’t doing any dope, I’m clean and sober, period! Just knowing he was high on me, man I was gonna do whatever he wanted. Or me, whatever I wanted too. Man, all that memory came back to me once I knew what he wanted this day; it’s so nice having my horny buddy back again. 

I bet some of you guys are thinking, what the fuck, why didn’t we try to have sex during his Norco pain pill days. I know he just wasn’t into it and I knew it wasn’t permanent thing anyway. We did mess around sometimes, but I felt pushing him to let me have sex with him just wasn’t cool. Trust me I was horny all the time, nothing new there. Sponge bath time, just doing stuff for him and sleeping with him would have been nasty if I didn’t jerk-off sometimes. He knows I did that, and he’s cool about it. At least he doesn’t have to elevate his leg in bed anymore since the swelling is now gone. So, the blankets to elevate his leg are gone too. We always snuggle at night, considering how we both sweat so much, it hasn’t been a problem for us. Of course, it’s Winter now and we keep the heat off at night. Snuggle is definitely in for us now!

I’VE GOT SOMETHING IN MIND TO TELL MARCUS

Marc made this one for me 😍

If you read Marc’s last post, you know he’s having such a difficult time trying to figure out what to do this year about his job and the house. I really am having some serious thoughts that he doesn’t know much about yet. Hopefully, I get to tell him everything before he reads it here first. That won’t be cool at all.

I really am loving living here with him. I know the house is too fucking big for us, it’s really more for his job and the social events his boss holds here sometimes. Ellen and I have been invited to a few of them over the years. Mostly, it’s Lisa that wanted Ellen to hang with her, I think. And I tried to spend time with Marcus, but he’s the host and had to move around the guests. Sometimes I’d find someone to talk to, but mostly I’d go outside and hang around the pool area with some guests trying to get away from the crowd too. 

I remember one year, long ago, that he asked me to be a bartender when the guy cancelled out on him. Man, he was so apologetic about me hanging around the bar with all that booze to tempt me. I told him it’s not a problem, I was a beer drinker anyway, I’m not a fan of hard booze. Besides, it sounded like fun anyway. Marc said I needed to wear a tuxedo for the black-tie event. He didn’t think I had one I guess because he said I could go rent one and he’d pay for it. Well, I don’t blame him for thinking about me like that back before he really knew me; it’s not something you’d think about me owning. If you ever met me in person, I guess you’d think the same thing. I do clean up pretty good you know though! Ellen made me buy mine for her work events. I guess my kind of work gets to skip the fancy duds; works for me! I had to have my tux altered to fit me better than it did off the rack. I guess you might know why. Hell, nothing fits me that good right off the rack anyway. Just to blow my own horn, you know I can rock wearing a tux! It’s just so not me, but Marcus does looks awesome in his tux. I thinks it’s an Italian import, no wonder it looks good on him huh! But I still rock mine better! 😛

I kinda got off the track again. I want to let him know I’ve been thinking about that second place we talked about buying or maybe just live in one day. I got all excited about living on the water in Sausalito, but I’m having big second thoughts. There’s not gonna be a pool, of the kinda privacy we have here. I like being naked with him any time we want to, but I don’t think I want to be doing that with neighbors ten feet away. Maybe we could rent a place for a week or two, but no, not to live in all the time. I haven’t told him that yet. I think I’d love to own a lake cabin instead. But as a get away place only. There’s so much I love about this house of his and he’s made me feel it’s my home too. I get to work with him in his office, had unbelievable times in that mega-shower room with him, swim and BBQ, I could go on and on, I guess. There’s a lot to give up if we move away. He has his dad’s vintage sports car under cover in one part of his garage. And his boss uses this house for work parties, maybe a little too much. Well, the upside on parties, none have happened this COVID year at all.

And then our wives live right next door, it’s worked out well for us that way. They know for sure now that we are living as a real couple and have sex with each other, and we know they are too. That was a little awkward at first, no problem now though. Besides, we rarely see them, and that’s fine with me. But that’s only part of my concerns. My heart is totally with Marcus, I shouldn’t care where we live, I guess, but it’s so fucking cool to be living here with him. I never had so much privacy before. And then there’s Joe, ‘good old naked pool guy Joe’. Ha hah, I’m sorry that’s just sounds nasty, I was the one who got him to do that with us. What can I tell you that you don’t already know about me? I don’t mind sharing our privacy with him at all, Marc is okay too. I kinda look forward to when the warm weather comes back. Maybe I am, what do you call it, an exhibitionist. Or is that just being a nudist? It’s kinda hot being naked like that. I don’t even begin to know what that makes me, but you know what, I don’t care. I’m still learning about who I am, it’s fun finding out.

I’m pretty sure my heart is into owning a get away cabin deep in the woods. Come March it will be two years since we got together, our real first time getting to know each other. A lot more than just what we looked like naked too. I never got to hike in any woods before, naked or not, but I had such a great time with Marcus that weekend. I’m surprised we haven’t done it again. Maybe the second time won’t be as good as the first since we are totally different dudes now. But if we owned a place like that to go to, we could kinda get back to basics again. IDK, maybe that’s not so important anyway. However, it was pretty fucking primitive for us up there. Oh yeah sure, we had electricity and running water, and a really warm pot belly stove, but no outside connections. No cell signal, no TV, no email, whatever, we just had us. If you remember, that was not a problem for us. I really want to go back and live it again. The Big Sur trip was similar with no communication with the outside world in the campground. But the difference was we’ve been sneaking sex with each other by then, and a week in a tin can trailer was perfect for us. No sneaking around, didn’t need to at all. Of course, we were still hiding the sex we were having from the wives. Stupid us, they sent us there to do just that! They’ve always had a reason for us to be together. Maybe that’s why I don’t mind them living in my house next door. I just hope Marc won’t be disappointed in my new feeling about this. If we talk about this before I finish writing this post, I’ll tell you what he says.

MARCUS AND RETIREMENT 

Now this really is up to Marcus, I shouldn’t have a big roll with it, but I do have opinions. Marcus is such a dedicated hard worker. Look at what he’s done with his life and career. Now he has a chance to get to the absolute top of his game, and he’s thinking about giving it up. And I think it’s because of me too. Marc’s a young guy, he’s only 58, his boss, ‘Pops’ is 81 now and still working. Of course, that was because Marc kinda made him stay on. And of course, the knee surgery got in the way. Marc and I have talked about the change he’s being offered, but he thinks it will be an office job in West Sacramento, not at home in Granite Bay. The horrible commute every day, stuck in a stuffy office, (my words not his), no swimming at a moments notice. Or you know, something even better with me around here with him. I know one day I’m probably gonna need to commute back to my Elk Grove office after the pandemic. Don’t think I haven’t thought about retirement too. Yeah, but I just turned 54 in December, man that’s a long ass way to 67. The only thing we both have going for us, is we’ve both done well in our careers and we could work something out. I’m not bragging okay I know there are guys who are struggling to make ends meet. We’ve both been there ourselves. It’s just that we both got lucky, me even more so since I was once a drunk and addict, but I found a couple of men who believed in me after I got sober. Now I’m an equal partner with them. Life’s been good for me finally. I’d feel guilty giving it up, but I’d hate to lose Marc over that more. Marcus is what I want more than anything else in the world. He’s fixed everything that’s been missing in my life. Everything!

I think Marc wrote about that he taught an online business class at Sac State Univ. not long ago. He really loved that, and I know that for a fact because I was living with him at the time. I mean the dude put in a full day’s work at home and still found time to teach his class and communicate with his students. I also know that Marc was a high school art teacher when he was younger and just about went broke doing it. I think I know my buddy better than anyone else does, so I know how much teaching means to him. If he quits his current job, I know he will make a great business professor. Hell, he earned two fucking master’s degrees, and runs a corporation, he’s so fucking qualified. But I bet he’d love to teach art just as much too. At least he has some options; I’m not so sure about me though. I don’t have any idea about what I’d want to do after I left my company. Maybe I’d be a good all-around Handiman, I’m good at that. Maybe I’ll take up fishing all the time, I’m really good at that too! I’m gonna bring this up with him, maybe before I finish this chapter. Man, I got a lot of shit to talk about with him before I post this!

AFTER THE TALK

It’s been a few hours since I wrote the last paragraphs, so it gave me time to talk to Marc about him working again. I don’t know if I got into his head very much, but I think he’s gonna think about it for a while. He didn’t have any arguments against changing jobs but is still wanting to retire totally. I just don’t know if I should quit though. I tell you what, if he had grabbed hold of my dick while I was talking to him. I’d be on the fucking phone quitting. Ha hah! No really, I would! IDK, am I just kidding myself, that’s a big decision for me. But for Marcus I think teaching online is really talking to him more and more. Hey, at least he’d be at home and not stuck in traffic or the office all the time. And he’d be happy, it’s a no brainer for him, I think.

Oh yeah something else, I told Marc about changing my mind on the floating house in Sausalito. That fucking Bro of mine just laughed at me and said that he knew I’d change my mind. I asked him why he thought that, I was pretty hot on buying there at the time. Man does he know me! Like he can read my fucking mind and told me all the reasons I just told you about in this chapter. That’s kinda cool huh? Like we are starting to think alike, well beyond just sex, that’s a no-brainer for us. I tried to play him and asked him what I was thinking about instead. After all we did talk about a few choices. Again, he picked it, a cabin, one that we’d need to work on, or at least make it better than it was. He told me I could be the man to fix it. We both know, he’s not the fixer upper guy between us. I’m cool with that, but maybe I could teach him how to do stuff like me. Nah, that ain’t gonna happen any day soon! 

We also talked about if he still wanted to sell his house. I didn’t tell him what I told you here though. He’ll make up his mind one day, and I will accept it, whatever it is. I doubt that Marcus would like living in a very small cabin forever, but maybe a bigger house in the Lake County woods that’s very private might be great for both of us. We could put in a pool if there wasn’t one and maybe we could start up a garden for food. Now if you let me just get away with saying that you fucking don’t know me at all, ha hah! I hate veggies, always have! Well, Marc has me eating some now, but not everything. But I did mean it about planting a garden for us. Marcus loves his vegetables as much as I love my steak. I could be the farmer guy and grow incredible vegetables because I’d want to do that for him. I bet he would cook them like fucking awesome and I’d even try some too. I always loved corn on the cob, and I did learn to like grilled asparagus and baby spinach in a salad with strawberries, oh yeah Caesar Salad too. I could grow strawberries, I love them. Maybe we could have some fruit trees too. I could see all of that for real now. If we stay here, maybe we could put in a garden for me to take care of for us. I’d hate to screw up his landscaping though, but there’s space for a garden too. (After I read some of the stuff I write, I wonder who the fuck is that guy!)

What do you think, the old conservative Mark doesn’t show up so much anymore. Nothing like living with Marcus to fix that I guess! I hope a lot of the old me is gone for good now and the Larry I’ve learned to become has replaced him for good! I think I can stop here; now you know even more stuff about us. It’s time to do the grammar check for screw ups, I don’t look forward to being graded on that! 😝

I love being able to talk to you guys, it’s almost as good as being with Marcus.

M. Larry

Our journal continues with Marcus’s chapter 75:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2021/02/ch-75-big-changes-happen-at-best-of.html