Grandma Booty Call

Hey guys, as usual I am sorry that I haven't been around. It has been CRAZY! Between saying good bye to Logan, a wedding weekend, flying to Arizona and packing for my Florida internship, my hands have been tied! But I'm back! Hello! You might remember me, my name is Aiden and you're reading about my big adventures before I hit the big time! (Oh, it is coming, I am just not allowed to talk about it quite yet!)

So thanks for all the comments about Logan and his weight loss. Please don't think I'm a man-bitch, he was totally okay with me posting it, and I would like him to keep a progress report on his blog. (Or just use his blog in general!)

So I am currently in Arizona spending time with my Grandmother and Aunt and their families. I haven't seen them since the whole coming out fiasco and it has been nice to get reacquainted. They were both very supportive of me through the whole thing even when my mother told me to "Get AIDS and die" for being gay. But that is all behind me now and "There's a great big beautiful tomorrow..." (Can ya tell me where that is from?) The reason for this post it so share a funny story... (Enter fog and wind chimes as we go back to when Logan and I were on a break.)

I was upset and talking to my Grandma about if I had made the right choice or not when separating from Logan and she told me about this "Nice gay man, she goes to church with." She then asked me if maybe I would like to e-mail the man back and forth and I would have a positive gay adult influence in my life. So the guy and I start to become internet pen pals. Eventually he and I start to text message each other and it was a lot of fun he was a really nice guy and I really enjoyed talking to him. Well one night he and I got to talking a little dirty on the text about how I do porn and how he has a rather large penis he would love to fuck me with... Then Logan and I get back together so what was the end of that talk and talking to him was few and far between.

Okay kill the fog! So here I am in Arizona and I suppose that my Grandma sent a text to her friend to tell him I was in town because I get a text message that says

"Hey guy! I hear you're in town! What are doing?"

"Oh hey! I'm shopping with my family."

"Cool! Did you buy anything good?"

"Just a new pair of flip flops."

"Why don't you come over here and I will fuck the flip flops off of you."

That's right Grandma's church buddy sent me a booty call text message saying he wanted to fuck the flip flops off of me. Logan thought this was hilarious. A few messages later I showed him the photo of the guy and Logan said... "Why don't you tap that!" I told him I wasn't looking to "tap" anything but all Logan had to do was tell me what he wanted to do to me in three weeks when I am back in Houston and... well....

When you think about it this... My Grandma was my pimp and set me up on a booty call...

Love Aiden