Monday, November 24, 2014
Sketchy Sex
I really should know better. I really should. I've been down this road before, and it's ALWAYS a disappointment. On Wed, a "bud" hit me up to come over and get blown. I usually turn him down because he's usually very tweaky, with the sweatiness, twitchiness, and generally rushed, frenetic energy that I don't care for. On this particular Wednesday though, I was very horny and went over anyway. It was immediately apparent that this was something different. He was calm, relaxed, attentive, and gave one of the best blow jobs I've ever had. I really enjoyed myself. So, when he hit me up again on Sunday, I figured, "Why not?" When I got over there, things seemed to be normal until he began sucking me. I told him several times to slow down and relax, but to no avail. I then noticed a glass pipe by the side of his futon. At that point, I told him to stop, got dressed and left. If only there were a way to tell beforehand how tweaky potential hookups are.
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