Finally! Pt. 1

Last night was a success to say the least. I got the pounding I so desperately craved. It was one of those you-can-feel-it-the-next-day type fucks. I can feel it in my arms, legs, between my legs, my tits and my mouth. I’ve got to say my mouth hurts the most. I never realize at the time how badly my braces are cutting in to my cheeks as it’s an extraneous matter to the cock at hand. It stings, so I suppose I won’t be eating anything salty or really crunchy/sharp for a couple of days. It’s a small sacrifice. Let’s start from the beginning, shall we?

The Doc was late as usual. I’m used to putting 30 minutes on to whatever time he suggests now. Then he goes and complains that he has to wait for me in his car before I come out of my house. Sorry bud, I used to wait at the door until you regularly showed up late. Suck it up. We ran a couple of minor errands then picked up our usual beverages. We always get drinks from somewhere and we usually alternate who buys them but yesterday he pulled some bullshit that I should buy them. I was going to anyways as it was my turn yet I still pretended to be slightly appalled when he suggested it. He went in to some schpiel about how much it costs him in gas to come and visit me (small amount but then he made it a weekly/monthly figure to prove a point). I countered with “Aren’t I worth $x in gas?” Whatever, I’ll buy his stupid $3 vitamin water if it will make him shut up.

The weather was shit so we wanted something entertaining to do while driving around. Egging was an option except we couldn’t think of anything specific to egg as people are out of the question. He wanted to air-horn some people but was implying that I buy the horn. No thanks, I bought the last one and he got it confiscated by the police. I have better things to waste $25 on and I don’t really want to risk getting a ticket. Although what are the odds of being ticketed twice for air-horning?

We had killed enough time not doing anything that It was time to do something fun. We parked in our usual spot, reclined the seats and chilled out. (It really sucks not having a place to go to. His roommate is moving out “soon” so we’ll be able to go there. Sigh, then I’ll have to pay for gas. Haha! At least I wont get neck cramps or smoke my head on the car ceiling.)

I shall conclude with the grand finale next post.