My sexual fast broken, the hunt was on for my next adventure…
I stopped off at a Chinese takeaway place not far from home and bought something to eat,then headed back home.
When a deadline looms, even housework gets pushed to one side! The first in Sheffield called The Bronx, it’s a shit hole, badly looked after and badly decorated. I only stopped by because I was passing and I had a couple of hours to kill. I left around 7.30pm and went on my way to my appointment.
The rest of the day was spent watching crappy TV and reading, I even remembered to eat. Needless to say, even though it was Saturday night the place was virtually empty. Once that was over I drove back to Leeds and called in at The Basement Complex in leeds City Centre.
I had my eye on two in particular not for a 3 some but to have separately. Once I’d finished all my domestic chores I showered and slipped into something more comfortable, like a t-shirt and joggers and as the sun started to set, jumped into my car and set off.
WE kissed long and hard at the doorway and he made me promise to come and see him again soon. I’m not a huge porn fan, but occasionally I do watch a little.
At the moment I can’t seem to get enough of Malachi Marx, he just has to smile and I’m completely done in.
I’ve pushed all thoughts of sex to one side for so long that I swear my body thinks my dick has dropped off. I’m out there and on the hunt for some serious ass. This isn't just about sex, it's about life, art, health, death and joy.
It's about being who I am and about taking deep breaths and living for the moment.