At one point, Merman expressed his distress over some stuff and we basically agreed that I should come over and t to cheer him up.
He lived practically on the other side of the state and it's around 5 pm so traffic can be potentially deadly, by some miracle I arrived in record time, about an hour and a half, despite riding the bus. Lucky.
You think being invited to his house means something like what happened from last time? No.
I met him outside the apartment and we talked and bought some stuff (liquor is not included sadly). We ate a snack and talked a lot.
He seemed to calm down.
After I gave him a good foot massage, we decided to move it to the bed. The massage I mean.
I was commando at that time, so I got to have his underwear as we undressed for the massage.
There was the back, sacrum, then the legs and arms, and finally the shoulders. I'm amateur at best, but I just really like touching him. I'd think I'd be some hot shit to his him along the spine. Damn, I'm so corny.
He reciprocated and it felt really great.
I reminded him how beautiful he is. We made out for a while and we said our goodbyes.
I had a case of blue balls, and decided to eat it out and miss out on the apps.
Good day.
