Bait and Switch

10 10 2008

Something has just occurred to me.  About six weeks ago, I wrote a series of posts about the renovation of my formerly regrettably pink bathroom.  These posts were a hodgepodge of details about the actual “transformation” or renovation that was taking place in my bathroom at my home.

During the majority of the project my shower was out of commission and I was having to used the shower in the basement of my office building of which I have the fortune (misfortune?) of working in the property management office and have, therefor, free reign over/access to the shower in question.

Now, I’m a dude, which should say enough, right there, but I’m also Gay, relatively new to the acceptance thereof, and a “gay virgin”.  Translation, I’m horny most of the time.  Using this shower in the basement of my office building was, at least the first few times, a sexually arousing proposition for me.  It is a private shower, in a locked room so it wasn’t that exciting, but it provided some opportunities to fantasize and masturbate.    These experiences provided fodder for the blog and while I was writing about the remodel of my bathroom I was also writing about these experiences which means my tags for these posts were things like, “Male Nude, Nude Male, Gay Sex, Fantasy, Fantasizing, Masturbate, etc.”

To this day, when I look at my blog stats, those “Bathroom Transformation” posts are heavily hit.  And when I look at the terms that lead people to my blog on those same days, it’s usually things like “Male Nude, Nude Male, Gay Sex, Fantasy, Fantasizing, Masturbate, etc.”

So today I was looking at my blog stats – I guess I have a secret fantasy to become a popular blog… ist?  Is Bloggist a word? and so I watch my stats closely – and suddenly I had this mental image:

I’m sitting at home in my chair, feet up, naked, looking for some “inspirational material”.  So I log onto WordPress and I do a search for “Male Nude”.  Surely I’ll at least get some nice pictures to look at right?  Maybe I’m in a certain kinda mood, looking for a certain kinda something when I see it.  “Bathroom Transformation, Day 6″.  Maybe this is what I want to see.  Maybe I like a little raunch, or a little water sports, or a little…  Whatever someone might be looking for, and interested in when they see “Male Nude” and “Bathroom Transformation” in the same context.

So I click on the link.  Maybe I’m already a little excited.  Maybe I’m partially hard and I’m already oozing.  Maybe I’ve already got my dick in my hand and I’m ready to go.  And there at the bottom of the screen I see the very top of a picture.  Let me scroll down to that!  Wait! What the–!  It’s a- A BATHROOM.  What the hell kinda smut is this guy writing.  Oh shit.  This post is about renovating a bathroom.

The son of a bitch pulled a bait and switch on me!

But at least I helped him boost his numbers for today!

And if nothing else?  For that, I thank you!  Oh, and, did I mention…  I gotcha again!





Bathroom Transformation Day Five

29 08 2008

Not a lot of news to tell tonight.  Good Progress, but not big news.

The tile in the shower has been sealed and my shower head has been mounted again.  The black plastic is hung form the ceiling as a temporary shower curtain.  It’ll be another week or two before the new shower curtain rod is fabricated and installed. 

The floor has been “floated” and Adorable Little Contractor is coming back tomorrow to put in the floor tile.  This also means the toilet has to come out which means there’ll be no toilet at my disposal while he’s doing the work.  He will put the toilet back in at the end of every day, but as long as I’m not hanging around the house while he’s working that won’t be a problem.  Since tomorrow is Saturday, however, that may be a problem.  I may have to find somewhere else to be tomorrow…

Today he also took out the medicine cabinet and in wall toilet paper dispenser.  He also installed the second electrical outlet that I requested on the far side of where the vanity will be.  I’ve made the final selection on the paint and he plans to paint on Tuesday. 

I’m glad to have the use of my shower back.  The shower at work was growing tiresome.  As I said yesterday, I believe ever good day starts with a good wank, but it was more of the same.  Same fantasy about the same engineer.  Same trickle of water, meant to provide the cleansing desired from taking a shower in the first place.  It was fun for a time, but now I’m glad I won’t need to use that shower anymore.





Bathroom Transformation Day Four – Now THAT’S What I Call Progress!

28 08 2008

Major progress today!  Remember this?

Today, it looks like this. 

Dry wall is in, tile is up, and grouted.  Tomorrow it gets sealed and tomorrow night the shower should be whole.  My only concern is that the issue of the shower curtain rod has not been resolved.  Since my shower only has two walls instead of three, I need a shower curtain rod that turns and covers the other two sides.  Wheeler Dealer Landlady was saying she’d probably have to have one custom fabricated and in the meantime I can just keep using the one that was already here.  That’s fine, except that if the mounting mechanism is different in anyway, then there could end up being extraneous holes in the new marble tile, and that would be tragic.

On a side note, I was hoping this renovation would include building a third side to the shower surround but apparently there isn’t enough space between the tub and the toilet to build the wall and still be code compliant.  Oh well, it was worth a shot.

I probably still won’t be able to use the shower until some time Saturday, but at least we’re making progress on that.  Using the shower at work has been fun, exciting and arousing all at the same time…  But it’s also been a pain in the ass.  There’s just not enough water pressure and I feel a bit exposed there.  I also don’t feel like I’m getting rinsed as well as I like when I’m washing off the soap because of the low pressure.  I have a hand held shower head/massager/do-hickey.  I really like having the control as to where the water is aimed and the intensity of the spray.  The hardest, most focused setting feels pretty damn good while I’m rinsing my sphincter.  Definitely not getting that while I’m using the trickle er, uh– Shower at work.  Wheeler Dealer Landlady has bought some pretty nice fixtures for my new bathroom so I’m going to give those a try before I go back to my hand held shower head but I assume even the new shower head she bought will have more pressure than this thing at work.

I’m a firm believer that every good day starts with a good wank, so I took advantage of the unusual circumstances with the shower at work again.  I gotta say, I doubt that I’m the only guy who has used that shower and has jerked off while there.  The really kinky, nasty side of me really got off on the idea that I was just adding to the… shall we say, gene pool.  Of course I’m sure the shower has been cleaned since the last time someone besides me rubbed one out in there, but it adds to the fantasy, I guess.  And speaking of fantasies…  My Fantastical Engineer, played a role again this morning.  He’s an Asian man.  He shaves his head.  And he’s about 8 inches shorter than I am.  I fantasized this morning about him servicing me.  Using his mouth to bring me to the brink, and then putting some time into my…  Undercarriage seems like a good word…  And while he was doing that, I jerked it till I came, blowing my load all over his smooth, freshly shorn head.  What a blast!  Too bad he wasn’t there to enjoy it!

Hmmm.  I seem to have gotten a bit side tracked…  Albeit a good side track.

So where was I…  Ah yes, the bathroom.  I’m thrilled with the progress Adorable Little Contractor has made today.  It feels like things are really starting to come together now.  I narrowed down my paint selections today.  There are three options of three different shades that I’ve narrowed it down to.  It doesn’t show up very well, but the sample in this picture is the most likely choice at this point. 

I’m not especially thrilled that the border pieces of the tile are far whiter than the squares, but I don’t guess there’s anything to be done about it now.

It’s not terrible but it’s not great either.  Maybe it’ll stand out less once the project is done.

The paint sample is called Livingston Olive, a light olive color.  I was not at all sure about it at Home Depot, and when Unsvelt Girl and I went to the Expo today to look at the samples against the console, it was the third choice and Unsvelt Girl thought it was too yellow.  I ended up having to come by the house right after that (Scared Kitty, somehow liberated himself from the kitchen and I had to rectify the problem.)  While we were here, I taped the samples up to the wall.  Next to the tile and in the natural sunlight it was a completely different color.  It was suddenly first choice!

Moving on.  Remember this?  Today, it looks like this… 

The medicine cabinet is also coming out.  There will be a larger mirror over the vanity and there will be a second outlet on the other side of the vanity.  The new vanity is taller than the old one but the back splash will be standard four-ish inches above the surface.  So there will be some wall repair to be done.

The next obvious step for this area is to tile, grout and seal the floor before Adorable Little Contractor can bring in the new vanity and hook up the plumbing.  The other two paint samples are in the top right corner of this picture, and while you can’t get a great look at those either, you can see that they are darker than the first choice.  The real deciding factor will be when the floor is done and the vanity is in.  The tile on the floor and the slab on top of the vanity are all the same as the shower so between that and the large window, I’d think there’d be a lot of light, however, the vanity is a dark stained wood….  Decisions, decision…





Bathroom Transformation Day Two – and an Interesting Opportunity

26 08 2008

So day two has come and gone and the news is not as good as one would hope.

I got home tonight after therapy, having already been informed that things didn’t go as planned and the tile wasn’t going to be finished to find this…

“Not finished!?!  He didn’t even start the fucking tile!  What the fuck did he do all day?!?”  No, really, I realize there’s a lot of stuff I don’t know about construction and I know he may have done quite a bit in the wall before hanging the sheet rock.  So whatever.  I also knew going into this that there was a possibility that the shower would be unavailable to me for a day or two. Looks like that day or two is tomorrow and possibly Thursday.

This presents an interesting opportunity for me.  There is a small changing room/shower in the basement of my office building which is for the building engineers to use in the event of some kind of accident requiring showering, etc.  Also, one of our engineers runs Lake Merritt every day on his lunch break and takes a shower in there afterward.  I can take a shower in there before going to my office for the day.  I’m not thrilled with the idea of taking a shower in a community space, but on the other hand…  it’s a community space…  :)

The shower is a pretty good sized shower stall with no door or curtain on it.  So it’s open to the room.  The room locks from the inside and I don’t think there is a lock on the outside, so I don’t really have to worry too much about being walked in on.  I don’t know if this is strange to some of my readers or not but the whole prospect turns me on and I’m counting the moments till I can get in there and jerk it.  Promises to be a very arousing experience! 

We have one Engineer who I am very attracted to.  He’s a Christian and a married man with three kids so I know perfectly well that nothing is going to happen there, but I can always fantasize that he’ll walk in on me and join in on the fun…





Bathroom Transformation Day One

25 08 2008

One of the first lessons one learns when having anything to do with Construction is that, if it CAN go wrong, it WILL go wrong.  Today was the beginning of the remodeling of my bathroom.  After a year in residence in my apartment and after having discussed it on move in day, we finaly began the project. 

Only, as I said, if it CAN go wrong it WILL.  Wheeler Dealer landlady ordered a vanity, counter and sink, towel rods, towel rings and bathrobe hooks, faucets and lighting fixtures from Pottery Barn.  I received the crate with the cabinetry, sink and counter the day before I left for my Grandfather’s Funeral.  It wasn’t until today that Wheeler Dealer Landlady saw it and realized that it was the wrong components, not what she ordered.  This was after they fucked up the order once already.

Things got a bit funky for a time.  WDLL was able to go and pick some nice items from an Expo Center and she saved the day by procuring all the item we needed to keep the project going.  But it was necessary for me to come home from work early to go over some things with WDLL and the Adorable Little Contractor. 

Things are moving along just fine, but dispite the conversation ahead of time with WDLL and the ALC I wasn’t really prepared for the reality of what I’d find when I arrived home.  This morning I took a shower in this. 

When I arrived home at 3:00 this afternoon, The tile was gone, the sheetrock was gone and all there was to be seen was the studs and the insulation.  Adorable Little Contractor was working on the plumbing, installing the new shower head and such.  I didn’t expet to see such a major change.  (I’ve never been through a project like this before.)

ALC worked for three more hours, leaving things such that I woud be able to use the shower in the morning.  When he left my shower looked more like this…

Tomorrow the Sheetrock goes up and then the tile.  Wednesday morning the tile get’s grouted and Wednesday afternoon the rest of the bathroom get’s demolished.  Boy, will I be glad when this is finished…

By the way, the contractor is kinda cute!  Thus his nickname.  He’s about 5′8″ – 5′9″ can’t weigh much more than a buck fifty, very boyish looks.  Pretty sure he’s straight…  And married…  At the very least I know he’s part of a “we”.  Oh well.