Happy Birthday Marcus!

For those of you who aren't familiar with Marcus (ex)Wyler, he is one of my best-friends and the ex-boyfriend but still roommate of Mason Wyler. (Yeah, it's complicated... Don't worry too much about it.) But I just wanted to say Happy Birthday to the old man! I was in Seattle and unable to attend the party at the house of Wyler, but from what I hear it was a great time and all the boys had a good time. I am up early because I am about to fly back to Houston to spend the next three days with Logan before I make the trek to Florida. I'll worry about talking about this and mourning what I will be missing for the eight months later. But right now I'm just excited to see my boys and get to cuddle with Logan.

Love Aiden.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCUS!

Where the hell have YOU been?

Happy New Year guys, ex-lovers, and previous one night stands. I promise you I haven't abandoned you, I'm just in bumble fuck Alaska. Yes, I am up here looking for my very own slice of the American Dream... In fact I am thinking about 'Going Rouge'. But thus far I have spent the last three weeks confirming that my parents are in fact, insane. Yes, yes, yes, we already knew this from the whole disowning me fiasco, but we have entered a new kind of crazy. Dad never shuts up, I mean he has something, no scratch that, he has a lot to say about everything! And my Mom just lets my sexuality and relationship with Logan be the big fat elephant in the room. The way they talk to me is crazy! You would think I am was their seven year old child if you didn't see me standing there. "Great job Aiden, you did a super vacuum job!" Really? Really? Really! I'm 20 years old and I'm not retarded! Over New Years I Went with my old church to a youth retreat... It has been a family tradition and I really enjoyed the whole weekend catching up with people I used to know and such... Though I couldn't honestly answer the question, 'Oh, what have you been doing?" Oh well... Though I was secretly worried this whole trip to Alaska would end up me being kidnapped and sent to a 'Pray the Gay Away' camp.

I am ready to be home to Logan. I get a total of two days with him, maybe three, I haven't decided. I'm going to see him before I drive to Arkansas to visit some family, then I drive to Florida to start my internship. I will be a weird 8 months, I have to work in, the internship, the porn career, and the boyfriend. I probably won't get to come back to Texas until August when it is all over... So this means Logan will have to come visit me... A LOT! Now before you call me selfish and jump all over me you must remember that Logan at one point lived in Orlando and enjoys going back to visit friends. It is just the price of air fare and all that jazz that he may or may not be able to afford. I'm hoping he can. Shoot, I may put out a collection plate if I get desperate! But for our anniversary weekend, we're looking at 300 dollars... I'm worth it right? If the big project starts to actually work I'll have some extra income to help with the tickets. I love the kid and want to see him at least monthly but, it will probably be Feb, March, June and Aug. I'm hoping we can figure something else out.

Speaking of Logan. He finally joined the gym! He's counting his calories and is allowed 1,700 a day. (He has an iTouch application , MyFitnessPal, that is really helping him along!) He weight 230 pounds at the moment, which surprised everyone because looking at him you can't tell that he's a heifer. Before you jump all over me I have his permission to post his weight and stuff on here to keep him accountable! I can't wait to do his before and after photos! Go Logan go!

I can't wait till Sunday when I get to go home and be pounded and I get to see my boy Mason!

New Years Resolutions tomorrow!

Love Aiden

Merry Christmas From Logan and I!

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

Logan Is Fat

Before we get to the main part of this blog I need to claify a few things. I wrote a very long blog about why I moved out of MASON'S HOUSE, but I after reading it I realized that writing a blog about this man's petty nature and the petty list he wrote, makes me just as petty. (Also, I do not want to be guilty of putting things down on paper that may be untrue because they are written out of ANGER... That's right, that was Mason's chinese take out all over the microwave. I would never find a "booger in the shower" and blame someone... Unless of course I was an alien who was not capable of producing mucus.) Okay, I admit it, that was bitchy of me, but I am just so mad! I've calmed down a bit, but after all that drama... You couldn't drag me back into that house until it was minus one clean freak! (Hey, hey, hey, don't shame on me to me! He is behaving the exact same way, so I'm having a twenty year old moment.) But I just want to clarify, I am not mad at Mason or Marcus. Come to think of it.. I'm just over it as far as the other one is concerned. I go back to Alaska in 4 days anyway so I'm going to spend most of my time in Houston with Logan before my internship anyway. (Details later.)

Okay, The Logan question... Are we together? Yes... Ish... Did we really break up? Yes. (Look for photos of when were broken up you can see the black circles under our eyes.) What happpened to bring us back together? A very romantic date, a diamond ring, and nights of lonliness... I realized while laying naked next to another man that I wasn't happy jumping from bed to bed or sucking random cocks off to feel wanted. I had someone who loved me 100% the whole time even when I was a completly awful person to him. I would tell him about my wonderful date, he would buy my flowers. I would go get gang banged, he would still bake me dinner. I would tell him not to touch me and sit across the room from me, he still wrote me love notes.

Something was missing from me when we were apart. He may have been an asshole when we were together but he was my asshole. Things have been going great since we decided to give it another whirl. And this is where the hate flames are going to come in...

Logan... We had a deal. You are going to lose weight. You are no longer going to bitch about how you look fat or how you feel fat. You are going to join the gym. You say you have a low sex drive because you feel unattractive with your shirt off time to change that! Gentlemen and Ladies... Logan 2006 and Logan 2009:

Logan you are the man that ate you're little Logan. So here it is out in the open. You can be better for me and for you! How many people get Mason Wyler, the man with the body millions lust over to offer to be your work out buddy? You have a golden opportunity to turn your life and health around. I suggest you take it....

Well, hope no one gets mad at me for this one. I just want to put this out in the open where thousands will see and hope the boy gets his butt in gear! Any weight loss suggestions for him guys?

Love Aiden

Out Of The House Of Wyler

CENSORED RANT FOR POLITICAL REASONS!

Thanks for listening to my rant. I needed to get it out.

Love Aiden...

Mom and Logan

It's my blog and I'll bitch if I want to!
Dad: Are you purposely trying to hurt me?
Me: What do you mean?
Dad: You haven't called in 8 days!

Boys... Do you call your parents every time you turn around? Now don't get me wrong... I love my parents... But they cut contact with me for a year. Not the other way around. I tried to keep in touch and to make amends and I was told that I would eventually "Get AIDS and die." Now I really want to work things out with my Mom and Dad and I want to have that close relationship with them we once had... But... Time people! Time! Texts are sufficient are they not? Do you need a detailed report of everything I do every time I do it?

Why is this bothering me today? Logan and I aren't totally back together, but we are in a semi getting back together process. Working out our issues? I don't know what the hell to call it but it is what it is. But here is the issue...

My Mom and Logan are TEXTING!
Small talk!
Not real talk!
Small talk!
What do I do? They were talking about coffee and shopping!
I don't know what to do... Advice please!

Love Aiden