Gay Beach

Today, for the first time,  I decided to go to a gay beach. I've always heard about gay beaches, even had fantasies about them. So today I decided it's time for reality to set in. I searched google for gay beaches in the Los Angeles area and Laguna Beach kept coming up. I decided to trek down to Laguna for my first gay beach experience.

California is still new to me, although I have lived here for 3 years. It seems like there is so much to discover, and the drive down to Laguna was one of those moments where you felt like you've made a good decision moving to this overpopulated and overpriced area of the world. Laguna Canyon Rd is pure California. What a a beautiful drive. I took the 405 south to the 73 toll to Laguna Canyon and on to PCH. The guide I read said that the gay beach was at 31351 PCH. I was concerned about parking, but by the time I arrived around 3:30 PM, I was able to find a spot pretty close to the area. I walked to the steps that went down. All of a sudden, I started getting a little nervous. I didn't know what to expect. It was a very cool place. It's a relatively small beach. There was 1 lifeguard on Duty, and volleyball court with a group of shirtless men playing. I walked down to the water, laid down my towel and took off my T-shirt. My first realization was how hot some of the men were. It is such a good feeling to be among people that you feel some sort of a connection. I always feel like an oddball in life, and for about an hour, I belonged. It is so much fun to be among other gay people in a non bar setting. People having fun, diving in the water, laughing. If there was any cruising going on, I didn't notice. But then I don't notice things like that. Sometimes I feel so clueless! I was captivated by the beautiful bodies that surrounded me. I jumped in the water a couple of times, and let me tell you, the waves were strong. Tthey pulled me in and pushed me out. I scraped my leg on the sand a few times. I felt like a kid in a candy store.

Things must come to an end, and at about 5:30 PM, I headed back to my car, but not without, turning and looking not wanting to leave my moment of pure heaven. Even my fantasies were never this good.  The people and the images I captured in my mind are itched in. The beautiful muscular back diving into the water. The way the board shorts were hanging on a guy's waist. The buffed and the god-like physiques. Could you blame me for not wanting to leave?  On my way back, I kept on replaying the images over and over and over. I felt so happy and content.  When I stopped to pay the toll, a car pulled behind me, a blue Mitsubishi GT. I don't know if I was still in fantasyland, but somehow the driver seemed very attractive. I'm in a Mustang,  we are both wearing dark shades. We looked very similar. As I drove on he was behind me all the way. I kept on looking back hoping maybe something will happen, a sign. I don't know if it was my emotions at that moment were playing tricks on me, since they were in overdrive, but I felt like somehow there was a connection between me and the stranger behind me in the blue Mitsubishi. He was behind me up until we got to Long Beach, And then, within a blink of an eye, he disappeared. A bittersweet feeling overcame me. I drove on home, with a smile on my face, still in a trance from the awesome day I had at the gay beach.

Mike

What's this all about?

Blog this, Blog that.....what the &*%$ is this about?

Sooooo I"m now offically a blogger. No idea what that means. What's the purpose of this? That's all I need, more time on the computer instead of enjoying the real world. Well, I guess time will tell!.

Mike