Been busy the last couple weeks. Hardly enough time to hookup, let alone blog.
Had a quick one the other night. Guy looked cute enough in his pictures, pretty masculine but not muscular. When I got to his place it was obvious the pictures were a couple years old: less hair, more tummy. But still passable, and besides, I was aching for some cock.
I won't bore you with the mechanics of this one. It was pretty routine. I undid his pants, he laid back, and I sucked him good. I swallowed his load when he came, although I can't remember what it tasted like. I guess no taste is better than a bad taste.
What makes me want to blog this otherwise unremarkable encounter isn't him, or his dick, but where we did it. He lives in one of those shared apartments with rooms off a common room and kitchen. But instead of doing it in his bedroom he plopped down on the sofa.
I love a little exhibitionism and the thought that at any moment one of his roommates could wake up kept me rock hard. That he doesn't give a fuck whether he gets caught or not is damn sexy. Or maybe he wants to get caught and show off to his mates that he's shooting a load tonight.
I don't know, and that's what makes it thrilling. Even though I wouldn't normally give him a second chance, I'm hard right now thinking about it.
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