Felix D'Eon Diary ~Getting Ready For Pride July, 2009 |
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To all my friends - I have been busy busy busy painting in the studio. My work has been coming great – fewer models in the studio (the economy has been a little rough and the models, sadly, had to go, so I’ve been drawing more from photographs, or using my brother as a model, than I am used to). But lately things have been picking up, and some cute boys I met the night before last should shortly be coming by, for some exciting new drawings (and hopefully, adventures) in the studio. Gay Pride just came and went, and was really wonderful. I skipped the parade. I had meant to go, mostly so I could take some photos to share with you, but the party the night before was WAY too good, and I didn’t get out of bed all day. I was tired, hungover, and the Israeli boy I brought home from the party wouldn’t have let me anyway! So between Leif, (My boyfriend – he was in bed with us too) and Eraz, I had my hands full and didn’t go out all day.
The party was thrown by the Comfort and Joy people, who run the big gay Burning Man camp across the street from where I camp. They throw hot, awesome parties. Last night was the best one ever. It was in an old theatre, and stretched out through all kinds of rooms. There were plays, drag queens, performances, a sex romp room, drugs aplenty, and enough hot boys to satisfy even Marcelito! As usual, it was a costume party too. Leif took pictures of Marcelito and I getting ready – I’ll be putting them up in my diary within a week or so. But here, in advance, are a couple of the photos. I’m the one on the right in most of the photos – Marcelito is on the left.
Leif was dressed like a big butterfly - with wings and not a whole lot else. We lost each other right away at the party, though. He found a cute puppy pile to cuddle in, while I wandered around and chatted with my friends. At some point I saw Eraz perform – he sang and danced on the stage with a bunch of other boys, but I don’t remember what any of them looked like, since my eyes were all for him. He’s probably 20 or so, dark skin and pale hair, and in my imagination will always have glittery, glowing skin, since when I first saw him all he was wearing was a some applied glitter and a little pair of wings. I was smitten, but thought the situation was hopeless. I had totally given up on him, and was wandering about disconsolately, feeling that no other boy would do, when suddenly someone grabbed me by the cock and dragged me over! (I had naturally lost my pants by then). It was Eraz! He demanded that I give him a blow job, and naturally, I couldn’t refuse. Somehow, Leif found us in the corner (maybe it was the crowd of onlookers to our little show, or something), but he joined in, and our coupling (or tripleing – or quadrupling, if you throw in Marcelito’s occasional hand) continued uninterrupted until this morning except for the brief stumble home, when we felt forced to put on some clothes. I am deeply in love. Eraz has volunteered to model. I don’t know yet if he will let me post the photos I took of him, but if he does, be certain that I will share them with you.
The photo above is myself trying on a look which didn't go over too well.
The mask I finally decided to wear
And the belt. Check on the next page for more photos
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