Sex Diary - 29th May 2020

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Summary: So, the last few weeks have been a real pain in the ass. Guys who felt so free to communicate under conditions of lockdown, have gone silent now under conditions where we might actually meet. I've been ghosted and postponed, and the quality of potential connections seems to really have dropped.

Keto: I think I'm finally starting to move through (in week 3 to week 4) the lull in libido and I'm finding it coming back in little spurts. Although, not yet the massive beast it was in early 2020.

Uni: I have huge deadlines, confusion, frustration. Thesis pressure will largely dictate what I do with my time, but I am still trying to line up opportunities for the evening where I typically am less productive.
:emoji_high_brightness: Sexy, slim, uncut teen (19, Grindr, car in public)

It's good to break the dry spell. Even if I didn't cum myself. This guy chatted to me out of the blue, from a blank profile about 6km away. We chatted pretty freely, but he didn't seem very affirmative when I asked if he wanted to meet. A little later on he asked me twice was I was up to, then suggested we get a takeaway coffee and meet and chill in the car with a view over the harbour. I just said yes (well, minus the coffee as that's non-keto and after midday).

The road provided nearly no cover and no great parking spots so that I had to pull over parallel to the harbour rather than face it. I came to the area he suggested, and we exchanged a few more texts. He did a U-turn and came up behind my car (with his headlights on the whole time, haha). He checked that he could hop into mine and then came up and sat down.

We talked for about fifteen minutes about pretty neutral stuff. Then I let silence hang for a while and he asked about my recent experiences on Grindr, and then also what I was looking for. I said, "and physical stuff." Last in my list, because I am an abstract thinker first and a do-er second. He gave a one-word affirmative like "good" or "nice", and I placed my hand on his thigh then, and his on mine.

It was surprising how good it felt to stroke his hand with my right hand. To touch another man after seven or eight weeks (or more?) of pandemic inspired abstinence. He seemed to have no problem dragging his hand across my crotch, my abs, he touched my pecs a lot too. I took my heavy hoodie off and and after I played with his dick through his trousers, he unbuttoned and took his down and I did the same. He barely had an ounce of fat on him. His abs were flat and tight, his thighs thin but toned.

He felt my balls a lot. His were somewhere between almond and grape sized and mine close to (but not quite) farm egg sized... so I wondered if that excited him. To hold another man's swollen testicles and feel the weight of hot nuts several times his own. His foreskin snugly covered his glans at first. His penis pointed upwards, and was further from this body than my own. His erection tapered gently from root to tip. It was very hard to see it clearly in the shadows at night.

We kissed briefly three times. I sucked his penis a little and licked his balls. We touched each other slowly and with care. Talking now and then. Night time walkers made him pull his pants back up. But as they passed on his pants came down again. It was so sexy to see his erection deflate a little, the penis leaning forward and down between his thighs.

I put his cock in my mouth and gently sucked and stroked him. It quickly stiffened up again through my attention. Even without a large central column in the vehicle, side-by-side blow job still isn't that ideal. I took each of his balls in my mouth and rhythmically licked them one by one. He gave me a warning he was going to cum and I increased the intensity for him a little. His young man's semen slipping easily down my throat, very mild in taste, hard to tell if there was much of it. I licked up and down his shaft and did my best to leave him clean of dribble.

He said he was a shift worker and started at 6am the next morning, it was around 10pm then. I could sense he was drawing things to a close. He seemed keen enough to meet again - and as he'd asked me clearly what I was into, and I told him, versatile, fucking, being fucked, sucking, being sucked - he has all he needs to know to feel confident in a second meeting. I'll definitely try to reach out to him again as he lives just a few minutes away. Flatting with four other young adults, I think is likely a context he's not comfortable being sexually free within (so the availability of my place as a sex pad might appeal, haha, here's hoping!).

Comments

Hot bro - especially the paragraph where you said holding another man's swollen testicles that were several times the weight of his own.
 
@Hightest Cheers man. Thanks for reading. Well the opposite pleasure was true for me, holding his little warm nuts. It wasn't until I was back in my room that I touched my own and was struck by the difference.
 
Very nice to see you're back into action. Very hot description! I hope you get to be with him again soon.
 

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