It's been again another busy week. Running around somehow but still within what I expected, not running without heads. I like things to be done this way, packed, intensed but in control. Something out of expectation, 2 nights in a row, last Sunday and Monday night, I met 2 bottoms - and I fucked the monday's.
It's been quite a while. Since the previous fuck. I didn't feel strange neither felt excited about it. It's just a fuck-and-bye encounter. I hope it could have been a really immerse fucking session - the person not right, no chemistry, it was just a fuck.
Last Monday morning Paul the fast food cafe came by to apologize for his didn't turn up the previous day afternoon. Yeah, i know, his bf and friends came by. We had a quicky kissing in the washroom. That was immersed.
Mmmmh, nothing lately turns me on. Right persons just didn't turn up. Fuck remains just a fuck.
sometimes I just sit back at the café and think of what am I supposed to do next...
1 comment:
oh my, ur like Brian Kinney from QAF. I hope ur not to that extent. pls play safe wudcha. meanwhile, hope ud get ur mr right n settle down ;)
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