Back To The Grind

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Woke up crazy early along with McEwen, he fucked me for a while, but we finally got back to sleep. Fucked me more when we woke up for real and I finally came. It wasn't terribly satisfying as far as the physical feeling, but I did manage to shoot him in the face. There's something odd about his reaction when I do especially well in bed, and I can't put my finger on it. I got dressed and headed to work, despite his request that I call in sick.

The mail was surprisingly light, but I had *so* many claims I needed to make up for. A guy named Kevin hit me up on Scruff, looking to bottom later. Mike, the chubby kid who was many hours late last time has been hitting me up since that day, and also asked to come over. I agreed to bottom for him at 5, then head down to the other one. Mike, of course, was 40 min late, but this gave me time to get cleaned up and chat with a few more boys on Scruff. And hopefully a brief respite, because I'm bleeding again. McEwen had left a wet towel in the tub and an empty roll on the dispenser. Dave, who I used to fuck, but defriended me because I was for Sanders in the primary, started talking to me again. I guess we'll fuck first, then become friends again? Mike finally got there - we had about 5 min, but he managed to cum this time. He had terrible breath and smelled vaguely of cat piss.

I'd scheduled Kevin for 6ish, forgetting that metered parking is now until 8pm further downtown. Managed to find business loading a few blocks away...and then see available parking right in front. My legs work, and it wasn't raining terribly badly. Tim asked to come over, but I told him I was on my way to a trick. He asked what time I'd be done - who has an answer to that?

Kevin felt great, even if he looked a little rough. He appreciated the poppers I brought, and occasionally even got high enough to kiss me. I'd talked about felching him earlier, but he wasn't clean enough for that, so I just fucked him a bunch, then headed out.

I was enjoying some alone time, rewatching but not really paying attention to 30 Rock, when Tim said he was just down the street and asked to come over. Oh, alright. He spent most of the time talking to his mom on the phone and playing with Pupple, to the point where I couldn't hear the TV anymore, and I was completely out of it. Pupple wanted to go out, and Tim was going to take him out and come back, but I pointed out I was going to bed soon.

Jerked off again, though I stayed out of the toy chest because bleeding, and it was both physically satisfying *and* went everywhere. But then I had a hard time sleeping. Should have taken a melatonin.