The past couple of weeks have been one hellava ride, first it was school I couldn't seem to please my professor with my assignments then I discovered that my hours at work are being reduced (furlough) and lately I have been a bar fly. Nothing is working as I planned or anticipated. I told you guys about my stalker (Jerome) he went to far this past Monday, I met up with Michael at the bar for the after work set and to my surprise that damn Jerome was in the bar loud and over zealous. I was trying to be cordial, but he immediately started the freaky shyte and I wasn't with that at the moment anyway, but he continued to rub up against me and kept trying to kiss me all while reeking of some strong arse alcohol.

I kept my cool and enjoyed the conversations being brought my way while Jerome headed for the STR8 bar next door, I was so pleased that he had left, but of course he returned and drunker than before he even had the nerve to run the people I was talking with away. Michael and I had decided it was time to depart, but before we could Jerome was fighting some white man then Michael got into with some white queen in the bar by this time I'm done, but of course I had to break the shyte up. Michael went to chat with the owner while I had a much needed beer. Jerome was permitted to come back in and he was really on me, but I explained to him that I wasn't into him; why did I say that he went off!!! Then he apologized and even asked me to lend him twenty dollars, I gave him fifteen and left.

I get to my apartment building Michael pulls off I go through the lobby to get the elevator and wham Jerome is waiting for me talking about he is going to make me feel good by sucking my dick and letting me fuck him. Seriously I was tempted, but also leery apparently he purchased weed with the fifteen dollars and was horny. He grabbed my dick stared kissing me. The elevator door shut and I pushed the button for my floor and several other floors so that I could make my get-a-way and yes I got off on the fourth floor and hit the stairs I walked up the rest of the way and he didn't have a clue where I went because I pushed his asre to the back of the elevator before running off, yeah it wasn't a cool thing to do, but he is not the answer. No more going out until I regroup.

Closing of Summer

The past couple of weeks much has transpired. In the past I have mentioned that Madison doesn't offer much for the African American Gay Male and that the African American Gay Community is lacking, well I am finding that they are here, but residing in their very personal cliques and closets. The past two weeks I have had the opportunity to meet a few, we all have a story to tell why we are here in Madison or what brought us to this city; for most of us it' our careers, education or family, as you know I came here with the intentions of gainful employment which had been good for me the past few years, but my social life and family life suffered as a result.

Last weekend I joined Michael and another guy on their Saturday bar stomp, we hit the bars and drank and to my surprise there were other Black gay men in attendance I think it was primarily due to the fact that the new and returning students were back in town for school and decided to check out the bars. Later that nite we hit the newest club a club that promises big city style partying and music and they didn't disappoint, the music was good the crowd was great and the staff was off the chain. There were male and female dancers bringing flava to the club.

Okay remember when I wished there were more Black/African American gay men here in Madison? All I can say is be careful what you wish for you might just get it I got more than I bargined for: I was introduced to some of the wildest gay men, horny and drunk. Now you know I love to flirt and be flirted with, but I could have done without all the drama this one brotha brought me, he followed me home and to my surprise he resides a block from my house and stated he was just awaiting the opportunity to get up with me, he stated that he knew that I was in the life, but I appeared to be stand offish, so when he saw me come into the club he knew it was on and that he wasn't sleeping alone that night. No I did not give in, I simply suggested that we exchange phone numbers and go from there, but my dick was hard and I was ready to fuck something, but instead pleasured myself. He is now stalking a brotha.

Jeff and Greg did Atlanta for the Labor Day weekend and had a blast, they didn't run into Kewon but no doubt he was running with his bois from North Carolina. I am pleased I stayed home being that the crowd is getting younger and younger every year, I have to accept the fact it is their turn. Well it is back to school and work.