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10:07 a.m. on June 18, 2009 I just had the one of the whack-est sexual experiences that is definitely in the top 5 worst sex ever category. First off I met dude off line, second he lived far as hell, third he looked like the joker, fourth... I should just stop right here. Ok so I asked him for pics and he sends me head shots. Then I meet him in person and he has this small beer belly. He told me he didn’t drink but he looked drunk when I got to his house, shortly after I started noticing beer cans sporadically around the house. I’m like ok. Right. I know. Don’t even say anything. Anyway, He buys this Chinese takeout hella food that we sit down and eat but he forgot to buy drinks… All he had in his house was beer. Ugh. So He leaves and goes to get drinks and I walk around his house and checks out things to see what it be like. Everything was cool, clean and smelling ….ok but great but ok. It was for sure a bachelor pad. I guess everyone’s house can’t smell like Airwick’s and Fabreeze but fuck a digress… I still got shit to get out. Stay with me. When he comes back from the store I’m like cool, we watch a movie some old 1975 Richard Prior movie called “Which way is up?” I’m a little bored cause I’m not really into the movie not that it was a bad movie I just have a short attention span, and I’m annoyed that this nigga sitting on the couch tryna be cool and light weight get a feel… on my leg. So fucking lame. So I spent the night at his house but after that whack ass sex, well the lack there of-- I went and got on the couch, I left him in his bed. The next morning I got up and left while he was still sleep. As I am writing this he is probably still sleep. I am home sitting in my living room fresh out the shower about to masturbate and find some new penis. |