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Apr. 11th, 2012 08:39 pmWoke up strangely hungover, for not having drank very much the night before. The gent from NY was online, and invited me over. Almost had to cancel because my tummy wasn't cooperating. He'd already been flaked on by several guys, though, and he was leaving today. I didn't want to be part of the problem, I wanted to be the solution!
The guy was much much much more attractive in his person than in his pics. I fucked him for most of it, and even came but didn't mind so much. Then he fucked me, kept talking about how he was going to have to jack off to cum...right up until he came. :-) It was a lot of fun, and he was very complimentary...the compliments were laid on just a little thick, and made me wonder if his talk of not being able to cum was part of it.
Back at home, my hangover really started to hit, so I drank water, took some ibuprofen and laid down...didn't wake up until almost 6pm. Had a guy coming over at 7, so took a quick shower. I was also supposed to get together with Richard Britton to talk about his ex, and maybe get naked? I dunno. I never want to be *that guy,* using comfort as an excuse to get in someone's pants. At the same time, I've been supposed to get in his pants since before he was in a relationship. Anyway, he forgot about getting together, and I wasn't really feeling it, so we took a raincheck. Didn't do much else for the rest of the evening, I think.
The guy was much much much more attractive in his person than in his pics. I fucked him for most of it, and even came but didn't mind so much. Then he fucked me, kept talking about how he was going to have to jack off to cum...right up until he came. :-) It was a lot of fun, and he was very complimentary...the compliments were laid on just a little thick, and made me wonder if his talk of not being able to cum was part of it.
Back at home, my hangover really started to hit, so I drank water, took some ibuprofen and laid down...didn't wake up until almost 6pm. Had a guy coming over at 7, so took a quick shower. I was also supposed to get together with Richard Britton to talk about his ex, and maybe get naked? I dunno. I never want to be *that guy,* using comfort as an excuse to get in someone's pants. At the same time, I've been supposed to get in his pants since before he was in a relationship. Anyway, he forgot about getting together, and I wasn't really feeling it, so we took a raincheck. Didn't do much else for the rest of the evening, I think.