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August 26, 2005
More Pn…
The day before my birthday (Tuesday) I got together with yet another guy I’ve been chatting with since last summer. (I know it’s getting tiresome.) I was never quite sure what to make of him from his pics. He looked different in each of them and not really what I go for in any of them. I’m getting real close to boredom lately and he’s been very persistent, so I gave it a go. I took the subway to a formerly nice, formerly all-Italian neighborhood that has definitely seen better days. Unfortunately, so had this guy. He only remotely looked like his pictures and even less like someone I’d travel across town to meet.
I already figured he was a tweaker. A few nights before he was supposed to come downtown to my place. He sent me a message that he was leaving and an hour later he was still at home. By this time it was 3:30AM and I told him to forget it, we’d try another time. Judging by the state of his house, Tina’s been staying with him a while. Oh well. As long as I was here…
We went upstairs. He pointed to a closed door and said he had a friend staying with him. None of my business but OK. There was barely enough free space to stand in his bedroom. I handed him the fresh poppers he asked me to bring. He opened them and took his pants off. I undid my belt and let my shorts fall to the floor. He stroked me until I got hard and he immediately got on all fours on the bed. Damn. He said he liked “taking loads” but I didn’t think that was all he liked.
I got up on the bed. He was kind of tall and I had to adjust him some. He was dry as a fucking bone. I asked for lube and he suggested spit. I have perpetual dry-mouth but I did my best and managed to get my dick inside him. I plowed him for about a minute. Very unpleasant. I stopped and said I really needed lube. He got up and grabbed a jar of cocoa butter. I swear. I lost my erection. I tried to revive the little fella but, for once, it had better sense than I did. I told the guy this really wasn’t working for me and that I should go. He seemed cool with it. I had to ask for my poppers back.
The trip wasn’t a total waste. I bought a nice little table and some Mega M&M's at my ex-neighborhood Walgreen’s and stopped at Trader Joe’s.
To be continued…
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