The Best Sunday Funday
Oct. 8th, 2017 09:32 amWoke up around 3, couldn't get back to sleep. Bummer. Tim messaged me in the morning, wanting to come over. I'd hoped to get a little more sleep, but nothing doing. I did manage to lay down with my eyes closed, which did a little bit of good, at least.
We talked about all the fucking I've been doing. He and FHA are right, of course, hat the emotional energy I've expended on Warren isn't worth it, but that doesn't really empower me to change things. Also, I like fucking. Made tofu and waffles for him, he showered, then gave Pupple a bath, then just sat on the couch watching TV on his phone. I finally kicked him out around 1.
Bryan wanted to go to The Hole - he was gonna take an edible and have Jon-Michael drive us. While I waited for him, I hopped online, ended up hooking up with the tall, hung, strange bottom that Eric and I fucked around the beginning of the year. He had another guy fuck him just before I got there. I'd have preferred a tag team, but then he said that guy was cheating on his partner. UGH.
I really liked Bryan's idea, so I took one of the edibles my friend gave me. I took it just after Tim left, and started jerking off almost immediately. I was astounded at how wonderful it felt, and how slowly time seemed to pass. I didn't hear from Bryan again until about 5:30, and by then 1) I was very high, and very paranoid about seeing anyone, and 2) I was having a blast.
It got a little weird on occasion, because I kept thinking I was somewhere else and had to take a minute to stop and recognize the different parts of my room. Around 8, my hands cramped up and I passed out briefly. Woke up again and started jerking. I was really tempted to get into my toy chest, but I've injured myself so many times, I'm gonna stick to just dicks for a little while, I think. Upsetting as that is. I passed out for real around 10, only to wake up again at 2. Hopped online, almost had a guy over, but he was tweaking and flaked. I came and managed to get back to sleep again.
We talked about all the fucking I've been doing. He and FHA are right, of course, hat the emotional energy I've expended on Warren isn't worth it, but that doesn't really empower me to change things. Also, I like fucking. Made tofu and waffles for him, he showered, then gave Pupple a bath, then just sat on the couch watching TV on his phone. I finally kicked him out around 1.
Bryan wanted to go to The Hole - he was gonna take an edible and have Jon-Michael drive us. While I waited for him, I hopped online, ended up hooking up with the tall, hung, strange bottom that Eric and I fucked around the beginning of the year. He had another guy fuck him just before I got there. I'd have preferred a tag team, but then he said that guy was cheating on his partner. UGH.
I really liked Bryan's idea, so I took one of the edibles my friend gave me. I took it just after Tim left, and started jerking off almost immediately. I was astounded at how wonderful it felt, and how slowly time seemed to pass. I didn't hear from Bryan again until about 5:30, and by then 1) I was very high, and very paranoid about seeing anyone, and 2) I was having a blast.
It got a little weird on occasion, because I kept thinking I was somewhere else and had to take a minute to stop and recognize the different parts of my room. Around 8, my hands cramped up and I passed out briefly. Woke up again and started jerking. I was really tempted to get into my toy chest, but I've injured myself so many times, I'm gonna stick to just dicks for a little while, I think. Upsetting as that is. I passed out for real around 10, only to wake up again at 2. Hopped online, almost had a guy over, but he was tweaking and flaked. I came and managed to get back to sleep again.