Dale

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Had my hook up with Dale. He lives out by where Peter used to, and I would later find out knows him from recovery and hasn't heard from him in a long long time. I was prepared to flip, but he seemed to only want to top. Fine by me. He had me put on a pair of underwear before taking them off me. He came in me twice, and for all that he claimed he didn't mind me not cumming, did try to make it happen several times. He says he's hit me up before, and I just responded with "Thank you!" - maybe he lacked a picture? Or maybe I was turned off by what I thought was a dig at effeminate gay men. He says I'm good for him - he used to be a blond twink, and since he's not anymore, had recently decided to just get fat. Having someone like me in bed prompts him to work out again. He also finds my candor refreshing - about my boundaries, about my scars, about everything. He smoked outside, wanted to keep going after, but I was ready to go home.

There was an impromptu sex party happening, but it was supposed to have started an hour and a half before, so I just jerked off instead. It was only a little after 9, and I didn't want to go to sleep too early, so I downloaded a new game for my phone. Ended up staying up until 11:30 playing it, and then had a hard time getting to sleep. Jerked off again. I haven't used poppers by myself in a long time, and I think it was more the idea than the physical sensation that I liked.