Like all of my posts,I simply post the facts',and ask only that the reader draw their own conclusions'..This post is no different.
Jim and I had been friends with two Heterosexual couples,one couple for over ten years,and the other five years,when these events occurred.It is,and will always be a classic example of paying attention to one's inner heart..
Our friends of lesser length had decided to get married..Her husband-to-be was from a savagely devout "Christian" family,her,not so much.It was no secret that his family was rabidly "Christian",and with that knowledge,I wanted to not be around their hateful ways..I made every excuse not to attend the wedding,but both women hounded and badgered me relentlessly,until I caved,and agreed to go..
I got a taste of things to come when I attended the brides' wedding shower..Why my friends insisted I go to any of it,remains a real mystery..Of course,at the party was the "Christian" Mother-in-law to be,and her equally scowling,hard-eyed "Christian" daughter..I made every effort to avoid them,but their flaming hatred emanated in waves toward me,never the less..
After that party,I again attempted to decline a second contact with these "Christian" Haters....To no avail.In fact,my friend of ten years got her husband to call me and pressure me to attend the wedding..Of course,I ended up going,or there would be no post on here about that experience..
The wedding was to be held up in Yosemite National Park,about 250 miles from Los Angeles...My older friend demanded that we take her car,instead of my driving alone..A decision that I would deeply regret..Her reason for just the two of us going in her car was that she had something to tell me,she said..So,off we go...
About an hour into our long drive north,my long-time friend tell's me her very special secret..She shares that she has been cheating on her husband,and had been for some time..It was so unexpected,it was like the ground opened up under my feet..While I am trying to process this situation,she tells me that this boyfriend is a TV actor,on a well known drama..I had seen the show before,and knew who he was..Then she tell's me that her boyfriend was also going to attend the wedding,and would be arriving a later than we would be..
My friend told me that she couldn't wait to introduce me to her new love..I will stop here for a moment and ask you gentle reader to consider how I might have felt at this point..I was forced to spend 24 hours with
strangers that openly hate me for being who I am,but now I am forced to make nice with the guy that is cheating with the wife of my best friend..I felt like throwing up..If I had a way to go home from the middle of nowhere,I would have..Now,onto the real horrors that lie ahead.
We arrive at Yosemite National Park,it was as beautiful as always..It seems' there are houses within the park that lease the land they sit on..The house we arrived at was gigantic..A eight bedroom 6 bathroom log house,several stories high..We parked and entered..Who was there to greet us? Why it is Mr. and Mrs. "Christian" Gay-Hater..I said hello to the wife and she looked over to her husband that was ignoring me as best her could..The wife said:" Joseph,he said hello"..Old Joe:" Yeah,I heard IT"..They soon flew off to a similar house they had rented for themselves,down the road..
Slowly,other people arrived..It seems that the house we were in was for the brides party,and the other house was for the Grooms party..I helped make dinner,and most of the dinner conversation revolved around the mystery of why the Grooms party didn't come over for dinner,the way it had been planned..Of course I knew why,and I think you do,as well..
After dinner,everyone went their separate ways..I went into the cavernous living room,and sat by the fire,looking into the flames,feeling more miserable than I could ever recall..Thinking it might help,I went outside on the enormous deck,and sat in the frigid night air,staring at the blanket of stars above my head..I wish that I had not gone outside that night..
After a while, I heard feet crunching on the gravel driveway and I could hear multiple voices in the clear night air..I heard:"Why again,didn't we all eat dinner together tonight?" "Didn't you know? There is a DIRTY QUEER over here"..."Who invited a FILTHY QUEER to the wedding? Oh, IT ,is a friend of the brides"..*Laughter* Can you imagine talking to a FAG,much less being IT-S friend? *Gales of laughter,and gagging noises*..This sweet and merry group entered the house,and I sat there,now freezing,yet unwilling to go back inside..
Finally,having stood the cold as long as I could, I went inside,thinking I could hide in my loft bedroom..That was not to be..The bride-to-be collared me,and insisted on introducing me to the Grooms friends..Oh how nice,now I could attach faces to the voices that I had heard outside..Somehow,that made it even worse..Breaking away as fast as I could,I went up to my room and locked the door..
Of course,I couldn't sleep at all..I went back down to the living room around three A.M.,stoked up the fire,and spent the rest of that night,in a state of shock...About 4 A.M.,the actor/boyfriend of my older friend,arrived..We chatted briefly,then off to bed he went...
Next morning, I help make breakfast,and assist with the clean-up..One of the guests had brought their child,a girl about 8/9 or so...The little girl asked me if I would "play Barbies" with her..Considering that we were in a living room packed with adults,and recalling playing Barbies with both Jim's daughter and my niece,I agreed..We set up Barbies things,when all of a sudden,the childs mother swooped in,yanked her daughter off of the floor,and giving me such HATFUL looks,dragged her crying daughter out of the room..
That was the final straw..I knew that if I attended the actual wedding,this it would be me that was the focus,and not on the bride and her special day..I couldn't..I wouldn't attend..I couldn't take anymore..Yet there was more horrors awaiting me..
I pulled my older friend aside and told her how I felt,and why I wasn't going to be in attendance..Her reaction was to sic her boyfriend on me..The boyfriend asked me to take a drive with him..I jumped at the chance if only to get the living Hell out of there..We drove down to the village,then,after some coffee,we drove until we came to a large grove of trees..We exited the car,and while talking,he started walking deeper and deeper into the woods..I never realized until later that he had any motive..I simply thought we were on a walk..Dumb me..
Well,I remained firm in my resolve not to attend,and when I told this to my older friend,she flew off like a hissing cat at me,and left the house..As she stomped out of the house,she shouted:"You sure as Hell are not riding back to L.A. with me,you can ride back with (her boyfriend)"..
The hours dragged by,and I mean they DRAGGED by..Finally,my older friends boyfriend arrived..I grabbed my luggage and RACED out to his car..Off we went..About thirty minutes into the drive home,my older friends boyfriend steered the subject to bisexuality..He shared his belief and conviction that a guy does not have to be Gay to receive oral sex from another guy..Suddenly,the truth exploded in my head..The walk in the woods,the prior conversations..NOW I understood! What were my next thoughts? All I could think of was that I prayed this guy would not abandon me in the middle of nowhere,because I had NO intention of confirming his beliefs on such activities..
I stalled and I stalled....Finally,we arrived at my house..As he closed his car's trunk lid,he turned to me, and offered to give me a studio tour where they shot his TV show sometime..I thanked him for the ride home, and fled inside my house and Jim's loving arms..
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