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back in undergrad my fraternity brothers used to say that sex was like pizza -- even when it's bad it's still pretty good. obviously none of them had ever had sex with my old man.
i was so horny this morning i tried to get some from him. we did, if you want to call it sex. we each got off if that counts as sex. i gave him a blow job and he put lotion on his hand and let me fuck his fist. wow. i really ought to describe that whole scene so you can know what i'm working with over here. but it's so goddamned depressing!
there are a few things i'd like to write about today. one is what happened this morning, which is about as anti-titillating as it gets. another thing is a consideration of where girls fit into my sexuality (this is the illustrated part). yet another thing is a response to the note that optimystic6 left me last night. where's to begin? i guess in that order is as good an order as any.
here's what happened this morning. it was more exotic than usual. around 4 a.m. i woke up with a raging hard on. i was spooned up behind him (he usually sleeps with his back to me). i started stroking his chest hair, kneading a pec, slowly, gently, but persistently grinding my hips against his ass. he was either still asleep or just feigning it. my money's on the latter. i slid my hand down to do a pecker check and he was hard as a rock. well, the head was. i tried to start stroking it, but his leg was in such a position that i really couldn't reach much more than the head, so i pulled his leg back some. still not good enough, so i scooted back, rolled him on his back (mind you, this is like working with a corpse, no movement on his part), and started slowly stroking him. still no response. eventually i got the idea he was awake, so i climbed on top, sat on his dick (which was flat against his belly), leaned over and started nuzzling his neck (no movement), lightly sucking and tugging on his ear lobe (no response). i offered my own to him. (no response), so stuck my earlobe/earring against his lips (no response). (i used to love it when JWB would tongue and play with them). i tried to kiss him. there was some response. he opened his mouth enough for me to be able to stick my tongue in, but neither his tongue nor his lips moved the whole time. it was like frenching one of those practice dummies when you're learning artificial respiration.
ok. so much for making out. i started working my way down his body, nuzzling chest hair, sucking on a nipple. i gave one a little nip and he flinched. so much for that. i went back up to try to kiss, but with the same results. i decided to do something, something thing that drove JWB mad. i'm not sure how i do it exactly, but somehow when i'm straddling a guy i can tip my pelvis back, scoop his cockhead up off his stomach in such a way that it's aimed right at my pucker hands free. with JWB, if i was already relaxed and we were both lubed already, he could just start thrusting upward and in, hitting the mark every time, and plunging deep as he wanted. what really drove him (JWB) nuts was when i'd push back again his dick, but not let him in, or just start to take a little of the head then pull off. i could do that no lube. i tried that taunting teasing thing this morning. no response. with JWB, his eyes would be rolled back in his head, through gritted teeth he'd call me a tease, and his hands would be on that lube bottle before you could say "K-Y".
i got bored with my efforts, so i just waddled on my knees backwards until i could latch onto his cockhead with my lips and i went down. after about 30 seconds of that he pushed my head away. it was the first movement he'd made. he still hadn't made a sound yet though. i interpreted what he did to mean that he was getting close and didn't want to cum yet. ok, we'll do something else.
still straddling him, i waddled back up his trunk on my knees until my balls were over his mouth. i teabagged. no response. i pushed my dick down and at his mouth, which he opened enough to take it, but as with the kissing, no movement of tongue, no lip lock, certainly no suction. that was boring, so back down i went to finish him off so i could masturbate without feeling like i'd been a total tease. so back i went down on him and it didn't take long before he shot. i think he made the first sound of the session, something like "ugh." rather than swallow i stretched out on top of him to kiss. his trap fell open, and much to his surprise (i suppose) i deposited his entire load in his mouth.
then i sat up to grind my ass against his deflating cock. if it won't go in at least it could go against. or more like it, i could go against it. then something miraculous occurred. a lubed hand suddenly wrapped around my cock. it didn't stroke, it just wrapped. i more or less stretched out again (but still straddling) and began to hump until i came. his knuckles didn't feel so good against my belly, but hey, this was better than nothing!
rather than attempt another kiss, i just climbed off, grabbed a cum rag and wiped us both off. he rolled back over to go back to sleep, i got up, got some water, read optimystic6's note, then went back to bed, my back to him, and thought about the questions raised in the message.
so there's seth's sex life. woo fuckin' hoo.
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