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It’s easy when I’m not.

When meeting and mingling with new people, few are bound to snub an extended hand and a smiling, “Hi! I’m JJ.” But tack on a “Wanna fuck?” – or even a more tasteful, but equally intentional request – and you’d be surprised how many balk at the offer.

Gay men included.

Thus, I have decided to reign in that (s)excessively aggressive aspect of my social approach as we begin the second season of the West Hollywood Dodgeball league. For several, nay, a few, alright, a couple, okay, OKAY – the first official week.

Maybe.


S&M & I.

“That was fucking AWESOME!” I bellowed after my first paintball experience, Sunday. Buuut – I’m in no rush to pay $50 for an almost equivocal number of welts, again. Not anytime soon.”

Only two days later, however, my bruises haven’t even begun to fade, and already I’m realizing that I need to return to the course and solidify my reputation as a bad ass – not just a pretty boy with a great ass – if I hope to nail any of those boiz off of the field, too.

Alright. I can handle that. And it was quite a rush.

Plus, if I thought throwing a dodgeball at any he who dares to turn down me was an invigorating and primal outlet, put a gun in my hand.

APAINTBALLGUN! Just a paintball gun. Honest. No need to retreat.

Only back that thang up.


Marked man.

Check out this hickey.


Juuust kidding. It’s from a paintball, not a boi’z mouth. Like I would ever be THAT obvious.


REM – that’s a band, right?

I don’t really sleep, so much as rest – occasionally. Some science might say that this could lead to an earlier incineration at the crematorium; but I won’t mind. Not so long as it doesn’t infringe on my fun or prematurely age my frame and face in the process.


Threesome – thing like that.

If you get naked and fall into bed with two other people, but don’t have sex – does that still count as a threesome?

Yes.