Even though this hot, beefy guy pissed on me during some super sex last weekend, I have to say that watersports alone still leaves me feeling unfulfilled.
Of course, it might have made more of an impact if I had known he was pissing on me when it happened. I found out the next day.
My puppy leaves town this afternoon, and since we didn’t have a chance to hook up, I’m feeling a little jealous. Jealous because I know he’s going to have a fuck fest while he’s away.
Maybe I should plan something special for us for when he comes back. It might be fun to fuck the hell out of him while a group of other guys watch…
I just found out that someone I fucked last week tested positive for syphilis, and even though I didn’t do anything outside my acceptable level of risk, I’m thinking I still should get tested for it. Problem is, I won’t be able to completely confirm whether or not I got it until next week.
Looks like Pride this weekend isn’t going to be as piggy for me as I thought.
I had some awesome, passionate sex yesterday, but it was with someone who doesn’t have a lot of experience with well-hung men like me. And while I had a great time, I really could use a roll in the hay with someone like Tony Milan soon.
A sexy little stud who apparently knows his way around a big dick…