“I’ve got a really tight pussy”………….we have just been waiting for it to come in.

This morning I was at the letter box, waiting for my porn and nickers delivery. Well my jocks turned up; the porn didn’t, but my amex bill did and lo and behold I have been billed for the porn: $97.00……….. Ok so I bulk buy.
I spent the day speculating and finishing the tiling on the plunge pool….. and you ain’t heard the last of it because I have yet to grout the tiles, but for now I have a black jockstrap to wear under my paper over-alls.

Because I live in mortal fear of being glommed I rang PCA (the porn people) just to find where my DVDs had got to. I spoke to a really nice woman, Tammie, who put me on hold, while in the background I could hear another woman extolling the virtues of her cunt which over the next couple of minutes went, apparently, from water tight to moist, before Tammie returned and said ’sorry about that’ and told me there had been a rush on one of the DVDs (Fuck me Blindfolded) that I had ordered, and new stock would be in tomorrow (collectors item apparently)……. jesus I will fall for any bullshit line, we ain’t speaking bespoke videos here. But just so she knew I was really horny I let her know that I would get AMEX to back out the charge if it hadn’t arrived by Monday….. we then chatted about the weather in Darwin. I am reassured to know that phone sex isn’t as stimulating as Tammie’s friend was trying to make it, but I am envious of the Darwin hot weather.

I decided to hit the sauna before dinner time and that gave me time to ruminate over last evening. It went something like this…..
……by 7.30 I was climbing the walls with lust , there were bits of me hanging a right angle to my body , so I took a punt and offered myself to a guy who was on holidays staying in a high rise about 20kms away. This turned into bit of a problem as he responded with the following message u dnt hve a car car 2 nite do u Tongue (emoticon). This sobered me up enough to get my wheels out ( yeah I know) and take a drive to downtown Mooloolabah. Where I find I am about to hit the bed with not one but two guys. They are having a holiday away from the business that they jointly run. I have to be honest and say as I drove to the meet, I was more worried about some-one running a coin down the duco of my car, than meeting some potential sexual psychopath that I knew absolutely nothing about other that his cock was above average and he was uncut……he was and it wasn’t.

Now I am usually a little apprehensive about 3 somes, particularly when the other two are partners…. I often find there is a hidden agenda going, and they usually have their script already sorted, and you are left trying to find which role you are supposed to be playing. At home the approach I use is the ‘let yourself in by the side door in the garage’ …and let them find me and the 3rd for the night already engaged. That way they can see the lie of the land and join in if they feel like it. It is a completely structured ‘unstructured’ experience. Besides it appeals to a being caught being rooted fantasie of mine, and do those fantasies ratchet up the hardness index of my cock.
Back to last night……….
The guys are up from mid NSW and run a B&B there.. so I figure they must have some expertise, if only with a bacon & eggs fry up for afters.

The bottom line is I got rooted, and rooted the taller guy, who invited me for a return bout ata non specific time…. his mate didn’t and for some bizarre reason asked me why I lied about my height in my ‘profile’ …I said i didn’t, he said I did, I said I didn’t….well you get the picture. I hit Burger King on the way home (feed the man meat) and while I was picking the beetroot out of my Aussie Burger I am thinking what the hell was that all about? Part of gay life’s rich tapestry?. Fuck it I had got rid of the bodily fluid build up that I had been holding onto for the porn video occasion… and the burger wasn’t half bad…. and if he can give his mate the slip I would go back for seconds.
Here is an interesting point to ponder …. the taller one called himself Brad…. his life long partner at some stage called him Bruce… WOW I think that relationship has got problems: at least I can remember my partners name.

Tonight all bets are off as I will be watching ’state of origin’ which I am assured is the nude version…. well the audience round my plasma will be….drool!