Finally, the dry spell is over. After yet another missed connection yesterday, I decided to enjoy myself at underwear night with friends. And just like they say, when you’re not looking for it, a guy you can’t remember making out with buys you a beer and you take him home before you can even finish it to fuck him bareback.
Well, that’s not exactly what they say, but close enough for horseshoes.
And then the missed connection texted me this morning looking to get bred, and we made it happen. So my dick is happy all around. And I didn’t even have to go to the bathhouse.
Although bathhouse sex can be fun! Just ask Draven Torres and Butch Bloom…