Well hello again ...

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Well hello my lovely readers. I apologize the the EXTREME lack of posts, but a whole lot of stuff has happened since my last post regarding Starbucks...

So... with that said, let's catch you up ...

So back in November, I had realized that I had a week of vacation that needed to be taken before the year was over, otherwise I'd lose it. So I basically tried to get a group of my friends together to try and do some kind of trip. Originally, we were heading to Vegas, but that didn't pan out, so then we were going to try New Orleans, but there was no availability where we were looking to stay.

So eventually numerous failed attempts, I settled and booked Florida. I guess no one was really feeling it, so everyone backed out. I didn't have a choice but to go, especially since I spent the money on the hotel. Well it turned out that I was able to get Steve to say yes to going, so it ended up being that we both went.

Now it was really a cool trip. This was the first time EVER that I did everything on my own and didn't once involve my parents. I booked the resort, booked the airline, and reserved a rental car. When we got to Florida, I got the bags, the car, and checked into the resort. Steve had never traveled before, so he was clueless.

When we got to our suite, we were so amazed. It was gorgeous. The only thing is that it was more of a couple's suite... meaning it was one bedroom and the bathroom was off the one bedroom. So basically you walked into the bedroom and you saw a bed with a hot tub next to it, all in the open, followed by a glass shower door to the shower, big enough for two people, and then a double sink and then a door that led to the toilet.

So it goes without saying that it was an interesting trip. We would have to respect each other when it came to showering and changing. I was a good boy and did my best not to "gay" up the situation. We actually did overall pretty well living together for the week.

We did, however, get drunk almost every night. I got pretty wasted to the point that I don't know how, but basically we got naked and literally rocked out with our cocks out in the suite. Of course it was at night, so we'd go out on the porch, buck naked, and he'd have a cigarette while I just drank my beer, getting more drunk. I remember having a conversation with him about how small my dick was in comparison to his. He was like, no, you have a nice dick... blahh blahh blahh ... I remember sportin' a raging hard-on while talking to him and he was cool with it. I remember talking to him about me blowing him.... I remember trying to convince him that it would be cool and how we've been best friends forever and that it shouldn't be weird. He, of course, said no... but I did try.

Now normally, I slept in the bed and he insisted on sleeping on the couch. However, that night, I somehow convinced him to sleep in the bed with me. Around 3AM I sobered up and woke up and found him in the bed with me. I realized I had no clothes on and he was snoring like crazy... So... I decided to get playful and investigate whether or not he had clothes on too.

So I slid closer to him and ran my hand down toward his dick. When I realized he was naked too, I hadn't reached his cock yet. I was honestly so scared to go there, so I actually pulled back. I wasn't sure how asleep he was, so I basically put my head on his chest, raised his arm, and put it around my neck, so that be was basically hugging me. It was so nice. I actually took a moment to cherish the moment at hand. I sniffed his armpit and actually licked his nipple. Sounds crazy? I know ... but it was really hot! :)

So once I realized that he didn't move, I decided to grow some balls and go for his cock. As I slid my hand down into the general area, I began to get the biggest hard-on known to man. I was thinking that I'd eventually get to sucking him off... Well, it didn't really go down that way...

Once I had his cock in my hand, he jumped up and I froze. He was confused at first and then it was like instant sobering! He called my name and I pretended to wake up and in the same swoosh, I rolled over to my side of the bed. At this point, he was standing up and he was like, bro, you were touching my dick. I denied it and told him to go back to bed and that I was too tired. Of course, he wouldn't have it and proceeded to sleep on the couch.

So the next morning, I woke up before him and I was so sober and uncomfortable being naked, that I went to put my clothes on. I stopped myself and said to myself, let me play dumb and see where it goes ... so I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, turned the TV on, and then walked out of the bedroom naked and into the kitchen to get water. He was out cold, but thankfully still naked. So I got to stare at his thick ass cock for a little and then I went back into the room. Eventually, he came in to pee. So after he did his business, he comes out and walks in front of me with his cock dangling and asks me first if I was ok and I said yes and then he asked me if I remember anything from last night.

So I told him that I didn't remember anything and asked him how come neither of us have clothes on. So then he proceeded to tell me the events of the night and I denied remembering anything and apologized like crazy. I guess he figured that I was really drunk and pretty much dismissed everything. He's like, it's cool man, as long as you're cool with me being naked. He then proceeded to explain to me how he considers himself a nudist and he loves it. So I told him that I'm cool with it if he is and we basically agreed that us walking around naked was cool.

Then, much to my surprise, he crawled into the bed, next to me, sprawled out and just basically watched TV with me. I was so tempted to just jump on him and have at his cock, but of course, I composed myself.

I remember him asking me if I remembered that I was trying to convince him to let me blow him. Of course, I denied it, but then in the same breath, I said to him, well, what was your answer. So he basically was like, no way, it'd be really weird. So I told him how I don't consider it weird and how it doesn't have to be weird and of course he still said no. I even said to him that he himself said he hasn't had any action in a long time and that how it's a win-win situation and he still said no.

So basically we just laid there for about 3 episodes of Will & Grace and then we got up and made breakfast and eventually showered and got dressed.

Of course he has to tell me that he jerked off in the shower... and of course, my immediate thought was... what a waste of cum! LOL

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Well, that was November ... December was ... well ... uneventful ... We did, for the first time ever, have Christmas away from home. It was just weird to not have Christmas in cold New York. It was weird not to see my sister and niece and our friends for the holidays. It was weird not to bake goodies and share it amongst our neighbors and friends. Christmas was .. weird.

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So that was basically December ... LOL ... Now it's January and I'm now 26! I seriously feel like time is just flying! I really need to focus on everything, pay off my debts, and get situated this year on the right track and on the track to independence.

Starbucks is going pretty well. David is honestly my new best friend. It's really interesting to see a change in his demeanor toward me. I've been nothing but kind to him and he has just been a peach. I actually don't mind working with him anymore. Apparently, the other night, he had a lady friend visit and he apparently walked her out and when he returned, his lips has glitter on it. So apparently he kissed her and then one of the girls we work with had to say something to him and he got all red and started to wipe it off... I will be honest, I am getting some strong gay vibes from him and I honestly want to believe it was all for show. Or is it maybe I want that to be the truth? No... I honestly believe he did it on purpose to deter any other thoughts as to his preference.

I will be honest, I don't care... never did. My penis used to make me think he was hot and only make me think of us hooking up, but once I stopped listening to my pecker, I realized that I am honestly not attracted to him in that manner. Don't get me wrong, he is one hot ass boy... I say boy, meanwhile he's older than me by like 3 months ... lol .... Anyway ... he purposely doesn't wear a belt so that he can display his hot undies from American Eagle ... We actually had a discussion about it the other night and I totally denied even noticing them... Oye!

Anyway ... It is what it is ... I'm just happy that we're getting along pretty well now and I no longer dislike the dude... :)

Ok ... so this update ended up being MUCH LONGER than I had expected ... but basically, in one post, you're now up to date on my life. :)

Looking forward to the comments ..

xoxo,
J

Happy New Year & Happy Birthday to me!

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Just wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Year and let everyone know I haven't forgotten about you! Since today was my birthday and this just so happened to come out on my birthday, I figured what better gift!! Apparently there is an uncensored version of this, but it got so much traffic that the servers crashed ... I will have to post that once their website is back up ... for now, enjoy this one ... ;)

xoxo,

J

More from Starbucks

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So ... the saga continues ...

So it's really funny. I was talking to one of the girls there about David and how I thought she hated me and right away she was like... "He's an asshole to everyone. He's a miserable queen who is totally unhappy with his life and can't admit to himself that he's gay."

So my knee-jerk reaction was ... "Wait, he's gay?"

So she looks at me and shrugs her shoulder at me, like saying, "Really? Duhhh!"

So while I was appalled a bit by her reaction, it got me to thinking about him. Maybe he can't come to terms with his sexuality... maybe it's something else.

So tonight, I was working and I was talking to another girl, who is just absolutely sweet and adorable and she was telling me about David. She wasn't thrilled at how nasty he could get, especially when they're both shift supervisors, and yet he talks down to her, but in the same breath, she said that she does feel for him. She said that he truly does need to come to terms with his sexuality, but it's deeper than that. He has problems at home apparently and I'm guessing it has something to do with him being gay and his parents not being too accepting of him being so.

Now, I really feel bad for him. It's tough being in that position. I mean, not for nothing, I am in a somewhat similar situation. The only difference is that I hide it pretty well and I honestly don't think that they [my parents] know. I mean I'm a really nice person, all things considered, and he is to an extent. He can just be a bit more arrogant than anyone can handle.

Apparently he has one friend at Starbucks and everyone else hates him. I feel so bad now. My friend said to "kill him with kindness" and I plan just to do that. No matter what he says or does, I will try my best to bite my tongue and be a peach to him. He needs friends more than anything right now, not enemies. Especially enemies who can relate to what he's going through.

Poor David... :( --- Now I feel for him!

Working @ Starbucks

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So I must say that I have a new appreciation to all of those who work at Starbucks. I've been training for a while now and talk about a totally different animal from the other side of the counter! I truly have a new found respect for Baristas!



It's really funny being trained. I'm reading all these things as as I sit there and read it, I can pinpoint some part of my life where I've walked into a Starbucks and experienced it. They're very encouraging with being friendly to the customers and I can definitely lay claim to the fact that my Baristas/new co-workers were definitely beyond friendly and definitely showed a lot of the traits that the company expects you to exemplify.


Anyway, so it's really funny, there was this one blue-eyed (I know ... I fell again for 'em, blue-eyed, that is...) hottie that worked at the location I'm working at. There were mornings that he was there and then not. I always looked forward to seeing him and to be honest, he was initially the main reason why I used to drive out of my way, well sort of, to that location. Eventually, I befriended a few of the people there and when I became a regular, I honestly just enjoyed everyone's happy faces and positive energy, that I eventually maintained my visits there.

Well anyway, I always thought he was a cutie. He had a great smile and a nice personality. He exemplified a few characteristics that set my "gaydar" off and although I never once thought I'd have a chance with him, I still dreamed. He would shine a smile back at me every morning and always made it a point to say good morning to me. Now, that could've very well been what he was trained to do or his way of showing excellent customer service, but either way, I did notice that.


So, as luck would have it, he became the person to train me with the coffee bar. Of course, I was as ecstatic as a teenage girl, but I did maintain my professionalism, although I sized him up a few times, when I knew he wasn't looking. :)


Well training didn't go as I had expected. We have this little reference book that explains how to make the drinks. It basically covers how many shots of coffee and how many pumps of flavor syrup for each size of drink. I read through the training cards once and then David tested me on it. I really wasn't prepared and at the same time, I hadn't expected that I was expected to have had memorized it. His attitude was that if we baby you, then you'll never learn. My instant thought was that I was new and you can't expect me to know the damn formula instantly.


Now granted that he asked me and I got it on my first try, he would ask me again and again and I'd cave under the pressure. He was getting more frustrated that I knew it and was caving under pressure. He kept saying how it was unacceptable. I seriously felt to retarded! I know everyone has their own method, but this was a bit crazy! Either way, eventually I did get the hang of it and made maybe about 4 actual customer drinks. I was so nervous, but it worked out.


He's so lucky he's adorable...lol ... Because seriously, I wanted to punch him today. His damn smile that he'd flash when he got a bit carried away on his power trip kept me grounded. :)


Well anyway ... that's one of many more Starbucks stories to come! I'd tell you if you were in NY, that you should come and visit me, but I'll never tell what location! :) Sorry lovies!


xoxo,
J

Toning it down, although, when was it ever toned up?

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So I know that Steve is an asshole and yet I'm his friend... It's ridiculous that I can't drop him as a friend, but I have you know that I have seriously toned it down with him. SERIOUSLY!


As much as I hate to admit this, I used to be obsessed with him. Could you blame me though? He's hot, cute, got a big cock, and I get lost in his eyes. Well I used to get lost ... not anymore. Honestly, I no longer obsess over him or what he does. I won't be an asshole and drop him as a friend. I will always be there for him but I stopped obsessing with texting him or messaging him every day. I no longer get upset when he does shit without me or doesn't respond to my texts.


I will be honest, I really don't have much of an attraction to him anymore. He has a lot of growing up to do and although it took me some time to realize this, I did: A person's personality and attitude means a whole lot more than his looks. I used to say that if the opportunity rose in which we could hook up, I would, but I really don't think I would now. He has disgusted me in so many ways that I really lost interest in him in that manner. He has a very negative approach to life and he always claims to want to improve his life, does whatever for two days, and then goes back to his ways.


Anyway... So the other day, he was talking to me on Facebook Chat. I was really stressed out because of work and I was venting to him. He was really sweet and was telling me how I'm a good person and I'm the nicest guy he knows and how much of a great friend I am to him. He was being genuinely a sweetheart. Then he was talking about how happy he was that we had reconnected and whatnot. Then he goes on to say that he was hesitant to bring me around the guys at first, mainly because they all assumed I was some tight-ass prude. I really don't know why, but I guess it's because I was always serious in school. Once they realized I'm totally not that, then he was saying that everyone really likes me and everyone thinks I'm such a good guy. Then he goes and mentions something about me being a sweet guy, but just a little effeminate.


I was a bit taken aback with that comment. The one thing I can say is that despite my bitchy, diva-like attitude on this blog, I am seriously the most masculine guy you can meet. Throughout my life, that was the one thing that I was certain to make sure of, that I didn't display any feminine qualities. It is so important to me not to steer anyone into thinking that I am gay. I have my reasons in which I have touched on within this blog, so you know why. So for him to say that to me really upset me. When I asked him what he meant, his response was some BS about me wanting to take pics. I am unsure as to how that can qualify as a feminine quality, but apparently in his book it does.


Look, I would joke around with the guys as much as they would when it comes to "gay" instances. We'd turn to each other and say stupid shit, like "Let's fuck tonight" - dumb stuff like that, but I would never take it too far or far to the point that it would make them say, "Shit, I think Jared is gay!" - so I have no clue about his comments. It probably was him just prying at me and I am kind of letting it get to me, but as a safety precaution I am making an extra effort to deter any thoughts of me being gay.


I know - hate me all you want. I'm a walking oxymoron... whatever. Until I can get my ass financially secured and out of my parent's house, I will forever be "straight-acting".


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Anyway ... lastly I have to ask this question... I've decided that I am gay, and not bi. The porn I watch is gay, I'm attracted to men all the time... I'm gay, as far as I'm concerned.


Well the other day, something happened. One of my co-workers came into work dressed in a skirt and a nice pearl white blouse. She seriously was working it and was hot. I actually noticed her quite tight ass in that skirt and something happened that has never happened before... I got a bit turned on and excited. Enough to wake up little Jared! Has that ever happened to anyone out there? I got a bit confused! Seriously!