thepnutgallery | Huntsville, Pt 2 (Reply)

Bert, the client, got out of bed before me, though I slept lightly. With him out of bed, I was able to get a little more sleep in, but still got up long before he expected me to. I got cleaned up, ate the rest of the pizza from last night. Bert wanted to go for breakfast, and took me to the Cracker Barrel, as they had a bunch of vegetable sides he hoped I could make a meal from. The wait there was roughly 35 min, though, so we went to another spot instead. They had a *very* limited menu. I asked toast, which wasn't on the menu, but is fairly standard, and I was grateful I'd rationed the pizza. Our server was extremely attractive, and patted me on the back when we were seated. Bert kept commenting on how attractive he was, and what a great ass he had. This would be everywhere we went throughout the weekend.

Back at the house, Bert mentioned he might want to go for a movie that afternoon, and I explained that I had no interest in it. I did have a boy who was interested in coming over, who'd actually been hitting me up ever since I first made my travel ad to AL. He was cute. He buzzed most of his body, and therefore had stubble. I understand why people are so big on "natural" now. He had a big dick, and Bert sucked it over my protests. Another guy hit me up on Grindr, and wanted a guarantee that my "older friend" was just going to watch, not join in. Bert said I could have him over, but if he couldn't join in, he didn't want to watch. Oh - so you're not really looking to watch me get fucked, you're looking to use me as bait so you can play with someone who might not otherwise want to play with a 69 y/o man. Got it.

Bert fucked me again after the kid left, and then tried to make reservations at PF Changs for us. They didn't have anything until around 9pm, which was fine with me, even though I hadn't eaten. Bert had a book called "Assuming the Position," which was a memoir of an escort. I thought it was interesting that a John should have a book by an escort, and started reading it myself. Fascinating to note the differences and similarities, both quite stark, between myself and the author. When it was time to go to dinner, I was in no hurry to leave, and explained my obsessive nature to Bert.

PF Chang's was packed, even at 8:40. We got on the waiting list, and about 5 min later, just after I smiled at one of the hostesses, our buzzer went off. :-) Our server was a tall blond man who mixed the two spicy dips into the one non spicy one without asking. He also carded me when I ordered a drink, which is kind of flattering, but mostly irritating. I thought I remembered PF Chang's being more vegetarian friendly than it is. They had a couple vegetarian dishes, but all kind of bland. If I ever go again, I'll just ask for one of the meat dishes to be made with tofu instead. It's pretty absurd that I should pay the same amount for a plate of vegetables as someone paying for a plate of protein.

Back at home, we each had a drink, and I had another guy over to fuck me. There was some trouble getting him there, as he was using a replacement phone that apparently wouldn't send texts. He was tall & flabby, with extremely dark circles under his eyes and a very large dick. He had a hard time keeping a hard on with Bert watching, and didn't get much better when Bert left. He came, Bert fucked me once more, saying he wanted to have a 3 way with me and a 14 y/o (age of consent in AL is 16, so ew) pissed inside me again, we went to sleep.