I’ve written often that my biggest surprise is the level of immaturity with most gay men. It still surprises me. My friend in Chicago, 38 years old, talks to me like a school girl about his 3 take-home dates this weekend and his continued obsession with anything < 30. My other friend, also in his late 30’s, is (or was) an organizer of a gay meet-up group who got into a public pissing contest with the other organizer (a lesbian older woman). It’s all comical and juvenile.
Scrappy has shades in this camp. He’s been at home with his parent since August, supposedly tending his sick mother (who seems to go out every night). Hanging out with his friends, not working, enjoying life and most importantly not making any money.
I have very simple requirements. (1) Keep my 3 buckets of love, companionship & sex full, (2) sleep growling next to me each night, (3) cook, clean and mostly take care of me. I really don’t want a fruit with aspirations of some big career. Let me make it easy on you, I want a man-wife. It’s that simple.
But it’s not all one way. I’ve got to contribute to this. Mostly I have to provide a secure environment for my fruit cake. I talked with my wife about my relationship with Scrappy. I need to step my own game up. I’m in the midst of sorting out health care, he can’t run around with no insurance, Canada be damned. I also have agreed to pay him a monthly allowance that he can bank away or spend on clothes or whatever personal he wants.
Before you start screaming sugar daddy. The reality if I were to get married to a woman, roam about the world expecting her to follow, she’d have requirements to protect herself, and let’s not forget that the law would mostly be on her side in the event of a break up. Why should things with Scrappy be any different?
Yes, I expect him to work assuming he can and we’re in one country long enough. But if things go sour, I don’t want him to be screwed over. The irony is my wife is in agreement with this plan. She know Scrappy is sincere and recognizes we must take care of each other.
I am trying to power forward to the next level of this game. Yes, I might slide now and again but f*ck it, this wagon train is gonna move. It’s way to easy to fall into the homo life rut.