Perfect rainy day at the beach
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You cant take someone to the ironsand beaches of the west coast on a sunny day- its just not spectacular enough. So when I went to show Odran the lovely sands of Piha I was glad of the drizzle.

Of course, the natural rugged beauty of Piha was enhanced 200% by the natural rugged beauty of the handsome Odran:

Odran didnt believe me when I told him the black sand was licorice flavoured, and refused to taste it. He also refused to believe that its tradition to re-enact 'The Piano' when on this beach- IE tourists are to roll in the sand getting filthy, then have one of their fingers chopped off. Ah well, he can never say he's *truly* experienced New Zealand.
Sightseeing done, we went home for a nap ;-) and then out to dinner with Don, Craig, and Nicholas. Many beers alter we found ourselves in Urge, yours truly being molested by a few men (oh, ok, there were at least a dozen, and it wasnt always *them* doing the molesting)... But when 1am rolled around I found myself at home, in bed, spooned up to Odran's furry front- warm, safe, and happy to drift off to sleep without sex. Believe it... or not. But its true. A warm hearted man wins out over a stiff dick anytime. Which of course isn't to imply that Odran wasnt stiff...
And today was just as lovely. We slept in until 11am, then wandered sleepily into Benediction for greasy breakfast- catching up with Cody while we waited for Paul to meet us. Cody was, as usual, looking damn fine- sweaty body, bulging muscles, witty, happy attitude- I'm glad he got to know Odran a little better. Everyone needs a Cody in their life to make them happy and horny at the same time :-)
Paul arrived with[oh shit I forgot his name- but he was cute as a button] Gene, and we went to Dress Mart to buy Odran some new trousers. As I , and many others, had discovered at Urge the previous night, his only pair of jeans had an indecent but oh-so-handy tear in the arse, and he needed some new ones. I got to drive- Paul's Cosworth-engined 190E is fun fun FUN... I didnt scare anyone TOO much, at least they let me drive home again afterwards.
sleeptime, more later

Of course, the natural rugged beauty of Piha was enhanced 200% by the natural rugged beauty of the handsome Odran:

Odran didnt believe me when I told him the black sand was licorice flavoured, and refused to taste it. He also refused to believe that its tradition to re-enact 'The Piano' when on this beach- IE tourists are to roll in the sand getting filthy, then have one of their fingers chopped off. Ah well, he can never say he's *truly* experienced New Zealand.
Sightseeing done, we went home for a nap ;-) and then out to dinner with Don, Craig, and Nicholas. Many beers alter we found ourselves in Urge, yours truly being molested by a few men (oh, ok, there were at least a dozen, and it wasnt always *them* doing the molesting)... But when 1am rolled around I found myself at home, in bed, spooned up to Odran's furry front- warm, safe, and happy to drift off to sleep without sex. Believe it... or not. But its true. A warm hearted man wins out over a stiff dick anytime. Which of course isn't to imply that Odran wasnt stiff...
And today was just as lovely. We slept in until 11am, then wandered sleepily into Benediction for greasy breakfast- catching up with Cody while we waited for Paul to meet us. Cody was, as usual, looking damn fine- sweaty body, bulging muscles, witty, happy attitude- I'm glad he got to know Odran a little better. Everyone needs a Cody in their life to make them happy and horny at the same time :-)
Paul arrived with
sleeptime, more later
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