wrestlemania

the navy doctor, after two rounds of role playing, let it slip that he was totally into wrestling. as am i. so, of course, speedos on and i’m ready to wrestle him.

i actually have a singlet and my best friend in high school was a wrestler (and boy, did i have a crush on him …) so when i headed over there and undressed to my singlet, he was stoked. i was too. i’d nearly hooked up with a creepy old man who said he was into wrestling, but i left. so this promised to be good.

we got in the starting position and i easily pinned him. i mean, i probably have 30 pounds on the kid. he pulled my cock out and started sucking.

i have only two issues (well, three) with him – a) he sucks with his teeth. twice now, i’ve come home to humungous bruises on my cock shaft. not good. b) he’s not a top and c) he really doesn’t get the concept of anal cleansing.

now – i don’t have an enema kit or douche, but i at least try to make sure i’ve … evacuated and showered good and tried to get some water and soap up there. sometimes there’s going to be residue and that’s part of being gay, but you can at least try.

i’ve stuck my finger up in him to get him excited and nearly … pulled out a plum.

gross.

but it all seemed good today, so i stopped him from gnawing on my dick and stuck my cock in his ass. i smelled that tell-tale smell and i was like, “no, come on … i checked. he seemed good today.” the smell went away as i pounded him harder. he came, he worked my nipples till i came, then i headed home.

it was as i unwrapped my singlet to wash it that i saw …. hmm, how to put this … plum sauce all over it. w.t.f.

i feel bad for him (and me!) so i am gonna have to chat with him about this before round two.

all i got for xxxmas was :

didn’t get laid, no hairy latino musclebears in my stocking, but a text message from …

mr. chicago update:

o.m.g. he wrote:

Hey handsome guy! How are you!? Heading home tomorrow. Talk then? Merry Christmas! Love you!

where did THAT come from? i realize he was probably drunk, and prob just meant it in a friendly way. but you DO NOT say, text, IM, hint at or ever utiilize the L word with fuckbuddies (estranged or not) … do you???!!!???

squirrel watch:

the steroid guy at the gym … yum …

carb watch:

oh … half a box of pfeffernuese cookies, pizza and half a bag of goldfish. it WAS xmas you know. no more!

song lyric of the day:

Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby
Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy
Do I have your love, am I still enough
Tell me don’t I, or tell me do I baby

Do I – Luke Bryan