Home Alone in Miami on my B-day

I actually arrived in Miami VERY late on Tuesday night. Sure, I know I traditionally have a big-ass party at my place in NYC for my B-day (and it usually ends up being pretty raucous- even for me). But this year since my B-day ended up being so very close to Mother's Day I thought I would come home to Coral Gables and at least be here through Monday. Due to the pandemic and the absurdities of travel I haven't seen my mom in over a year. And that's inexcusable. Even if you know my mom. Of course, normally she would have traveled to the Big City several times by now. Mainly for the pleasure of the shopping but at least I would have been on the way.

Although I still haven't even seen her yet and won't until Sunday since Dad has taken her on a surprise Cruise. They won't be back until Sunday. He completely forgot (I think) that I was coming down. Gee thanks Dad! But at least he decided to not sell this particular estate, (where I stayed two summers ago) which sits on the canal only about two hundred yards from the bay. And due to the absurd increase in real estate values in Miami this place has seriously nearly doubled in price since he bought it. The only problem is that the only thing I really like about it is the massive outdoor pool which runs parallel to the canal and is nearly the entire length of the house (those were the last pics I posted to my stupid twitter which I haven't even bothered to look at since). OH- and the really large home cinema is very nice.

I was trying to figure out all day yesterday whether or not my hot young couple in the estate directly across from us were in residence or not. I haven't seen the sailboat and of course didn't keep any of their personal info on me when I quickly left for China that summer. My dad left his Jag here and I know I could have just driven over (because of the canal that's a longer drive that you would imagine). But that would also have been cheating.

After the relative chill temperatures in NYC, I discovered that Miami is already hot as hell. It was around 86 degrees here most of the afternoon. So I was more than ready for my nightly swim last night, which I started a little after midnight and went fully nude as usual. I kept the lights on in the pool to avoid swimming into the concrete sides and killing myself. Since the water itself was so warm by the time Midnight came I have to admit I was hanging pretty heavy both when I got in AND when I got out. Oh, and so far I've forgotten to mention that in anticipation of this Birthday weekend the last time I blew my load was the night of St. Patrick's. Yeah, you do the math on that. So, if you've got a passion for overfull balls, I'm your man at the moment.

I kept thinking that I saw lights turn on at the estate in question during my laps, but when I got to the wall I would occasionally stop to look over and could only see total darkness. This happened at least a half dozen times. Really weird. After I finished my swim I got out, didn't bother with a towel and then walked inside the house still fully naked. By this time, since I'd been thinking so much about that couple and the babe's beautiful, muscular tight pussy (which the guy let me eat on my B-day by the way) I was indeed popping a pretty sizable boner by the time I walked into my bedroom. Grabbing about a half dozen pillows I got on the bed and proceeded to nearly break the damn headboard for a pretty violent 20 minutes or so. No way was I going to cum so I was practically screaming at the end, still dying for release. I discovered afterwards that I had spewed so much pre-cum that seriously half of my pillows were all fucking SOAKED. I also realized that since I'd left the lights on and the whole "canal" side of the room was ceiling to floor windows that likely anyone on a second or third floor for several houses around might have seen me.

This morning at about 8:30 there was a delivery of flowers. Fortunately my mom still has the house staff of 7 people to deal with those things. I was still up and downstairs by 9:00. It is my B-day after all. I was pretty surprised to be getting FLOWERS. If I'm not in the hospital or dead (at 32) why would you be sending me FLOWERS? But then I read the card. I won't quote it exactly -well because it has some stuff that I'm still not sure how to deal with. But the basics were "Thank you for the spectacular show last night. You have an unbelievable body"---- your neighbors across the divide- Michael and Jeremy. FUCK ME. So yeah, thanks again dad for not informing me that we have a young gay couple living in the estate across from us. I mean, that's ok with me. I think I just might like to have known a little earlier though.

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