Perth 3 in Adventures in paradise

I’m back home!
Again.

Back to reality this time though. That’s never a good feeling haha, but oh well.
I can honestly say I had an amazing time in Perth and am so glad I went back there after 11 years. A lot seems to have changed and a lot hasn’t either. And there’s still so much construction happening.
And, I think I made a friend! I never expected that. The first hook-up I had with the cute Asian guy seems to have gone better than expected. I even caught up with him for a few hours before my flight back home. We had ramen. Perth has sooo many ramen places!
I had a late flight so we caught one of the free buses. Perth has four of them covering all areas of central Perth, which is pretty cool. I probably should have caught more of them, as I seem to have done something to the back of my right leg whilst I was walking, especially up that replica mini Kokoda trail to Kings Park yesterday. Man, it’s sore! Not exactly sure what I did to it. Probably just getting old.
Ken kept joking that everyone we were passing at Elizabeth Quay who were in the dark areas were ‘doing blowjobs’ LOL. I had to wonder whether he was hinting at a second-round haha, but yeah, I didn’t feel like being arrested right before my flight.
We were laughing a lot at each other’s jokes. I told him about the full-on power-bottom guy I’d gotten with a few days after him and how it just didn’t really work and I told him to go fuck this other guy instead. I’ve since found out that guy came as soon as he started giving him head lol, so he had two fails that night.

What I haven’t written about is the third guy I hooked up with in Perth, the night before I had to check out. He’d actually been messaging me all week but I’d been putting him off, either because I wasn’t sure, or I’d already been with one of the other guys, but mainly (and this is stupid) it’s because I thought he was way out of my league.
He was a Brazilian muscular PT with full lips. Damn Brazilian guys. I don’t know what they put in the water over there, but my God.
So anyway, on the last night I apologized for ignoring him and went over to his place. I was nervous as fuck.
At least the other guys were cute and my type. This guy was definitely attractive and I felt like he was only messaging me because I was new meat in town. Surely this guy had to have slept with everyone in Perth. So, I put on my bib and went to dinner :P

I let him know I’d arrived. He answered the door. Shorter than me, but I knew that. Definitely hot as fuck. We get to his room. Of course he has a double-mirrored built-in wardrobe. So I get a production of his entire body rippling in the mirror as he sucks me off and his spread arse bouncing in the mirror. I found myself thinking, ‘Why am I not fucking this guy?’ LOL. I’m so bloody weird. I don’t know how I lasted as long as I did TBH. And he took it all when I came.
My friends are going to be so jelly when we catch up and I show them a picture of him lol.

OMG the most embarrassing this happened when I went to catch up with the first guy for dinner. We were meeting at this ramen place he suggested and when I went in there, I couldn’t see him. There were already two Asian guys eating their meals, both alone at different tables. But neither of them seemed like the guy I’d hooked up with earlier in the week.
HOW FUCKING EMBARRASSING that I wasn’t sure!! Omg!
And the waitress was like, ‘Is this your friend?’ and I didn’t want to answer because I wasn’t sure if it was him LOL. So there I am messaging back saying, “Are you here?” when it could have been either of the guys at the tables.
How fucking racist am I? All Asians look the same? LOL. I was mortified that I couldn’t remember exactly. I knew he was cute and neither of these guys seemed as cute as he was. Thankfully, he showed up at the door from outside. As soon as I saw him, I recognised him. That twinky-as-fuck youthful face, when in fact I think he’s 28 or 29. Damn Asian genes!

And yeah, my new friend showed me where to get the bus to the airport and that he’d co
me visit me sometime. We were driving around on the bus and he told me that I didn’t look 34 and that I looked more like 18. LOL! I was like, ‘Umm I think you’re pushing it! If I’m 18 then you’re 16!’ Then he kept making these weird jokes about ‘balls’ every few minutes and joked that he’d slept with all the hot guys in Perth. LOL. Maybe everyone does sleep with everyone? Who knows!
I get the impression that he’s the sort of guy who will go and visit his friends every so often, no matter where in the world they are. It was very rare to find that in someone. He did ask why I didn’t have a boyfriend, and I was honest and said I was a commitment-phobe and I like being single. I put the spotlight on him by asking it back. He said he’d recently dated a German guy but it didn’t work out due to cultural differences, he thinks. Interesting.

We parted ways, I gave his arse a squeeze during the hug, and I went and got my luggage from the hotel and found the bus stop again and to the airport. Only $4.70. I can’t believe every city seems to have a cheaper bus service to the airport except my own. There is a way to get there cheap but it only runs at certain times and you’ve got to transfer three times. I often think if Brisbane really does want to become a ‘New World City’ like they claim, they really need to get their act together.

I think I managed to shut my eyes on the plane, but I didn’t sleep. It arrived around 5am and I only had to wait a little while for the first train to start. I was glad my luggage has arrived because Perth has ‘self-baggage-drop’ so I wasn’t sure if I’d done it right. I think it’s pretty hard to stuff up. I was glad when I saw my bag. I’d tied a red shoelace around it.

Here’s a selfie of me in Kings Park. I look like shit but oh well at least the weather was great for my last day!