Its always really great to start getting a lot of messages from people wondering what I'm up to, and I'm sorry when it gets to be too many for me too answer, especially right now when I've been extra busy as fuck. I was actually a little worried about holding onto my job at JPM -there for a little bit. And decided to not even take some extra time off that I was due -- but it turns out all my worries were for nothing. I've been given a slightly more prestigious job assignment and am more importantly now in line to get an even MUCH bigger year end bonus,
Most of the pressure at work had been due because I'd been upping my tri -training hours considerably over the last 6 weeks. I'm right now here in one of the lounges at the Setai South Beach. I arrived in Miami 2 nights ago-- the plane landing during a fucking torrential downpour from hell -with tornado watches to add to the excitement. I'm having one drink (that's practically a Kid's drink) then I'm off to bed early. That's because I'm competing in the Nautica South Beach Tri tomorrow -and the race starts at 6:50 a.m. You don't even know what time I need to get up. But that's why I'm staying here on the beach and not with my parents in Coral Gables.
Don't worry, I had lunch with them yesterday and went out drinking with several friends (including a few Fraternity buds who now live in Miami) in the Grove last night. I actually don't even really want to do this race, but PROMISED my dad I would since it supports some very important charities he's associated with. I'll probably do pretty well though since my training has been going well -but also because frankly the competition here is not nearly as tough as some other races. I'm not going to WIN though -or be anywhere near the real top competitors.
In case you're wondering how the cock is hanging -well I have to admit it's hanging pretty huge. Not so much due to the very fine assortment of breasts and ass on spectacular high escort style display (as one would rightfully expect in Miami) but because of the knowledge that I'm not going to do anything to relieve the situation. Not tonight, or most likely anytime soon.
If I decide to take certain girls up on their offer (I'm still checking into it verification wise), I'll probably go another 3 weeks before I enjoy that pure pussy pleasure once again. As you well know by now, I've had a passion for Sorority pussy since my very first fuck. And perhaps have rather immaturely (some people might feel) continued to plow those fields while in most other aspects I've started to move on from college life. But I'm still only 22!!! I'm determined to not be one of those sad bastards that fucks women he works with, and I'm starting to get a very nice black book going of potential super hot women I'm considering dating back in NYC. But that's still a pretty unknown species, whereas Sorority girls I can practically tell you which house any girl belongs to just by studying them for a bit. And some Chapters just flat out house some horny, sex crazed bitches.
Since each Chapter remains so closely connected throughout its various houses on campuses across the country there is sometimes alot of information shared back and forth, much more so than between differing Sororities on the same campus. And the more salacious or just plain fucking scandalous it is the further it travels. As it turns out there is a pretty wild house in a Southern state I've never been to -and actually wasn't even precisely sure where it was. Apparently a few of my exploits at their sister house on a certain campus in Connecticut got their attention through the "Big cock on campus" private web-blogging grapevine they have going.
All I can say right now is that I've been invited to a very special private party-that may involve as many as 6 girls. It's part of a tradition that has been going on for quite some time apparently and is kind of surprising they've been able to keep it a secret. The last guy involved (for the past 2 years) was measured at 11 inches (although also a little on the thin side apparently). All I know is that I at first quite naturally thought -well this is all some REAL bull shit. But 2 separate calls from girls I certainly DO know have assured me its not.
I really can't say anything more about it right now -and may not actually be able to say much anyway even if I decide I might do it. All I know is thinking too much about it right now -would quickly get me hard as Chinese Arithmetic. It would also mean (since its supposed to happen on the weekend of the 27/28th) that I really wouldn't be able to go to Indiana for the Little 500 race this year (since thats the whole weekend before). So needless to say -for me to even consider missing that --this new offer must be something pretty fucking SERIOUS. But the photo one of the 6 sent to me of herself (even though she wasn't supposed to) and which I've posted on my Tumbler -- IS -pretty fucking serious as I think you'll agree.
Ok --It's now after Midnight- time for BED. Wish me luck in the race tomorrow PLEASE
Most of the pressure at work had been due because I'd been upping my tri -training hours considerably over the last 6 weeks. I'm right now here in one of the lounges at the Setai South Beach. I arrived in Miami 2 nights ago-- the plane landing during a fucking torrential downpour from hell -with tornado watches to add to the excitement. I'm having one drink (that's practically a Kid's drink) then I'm off to bed early. That's because I'm competing in the Nautica South Beach Tri tomorrow -and the race starts at 6:50 a.m. You don't even know what time I need to get up. But that's why I'm staying here on the beach and not with my parents in Coral Gables.
Don't worry, I had lunch with them yesterday and went out drinking with several friends (including a few Fraternity buds who now live in Miami) in the Grove last night. I actually don't even really want to do this race, but PROMISED my dad I would since it supports some very important charities he's associated with. I'll probably do pretty well though since my training has been going well -but also because frankly the competition here is not nearly as tough as some other races. I'm not going to WIN though -or be anywhere near the real top competitors.
In case you're wondering how the cock is hanging -well I have to admit it's hanging pretty huge. Not so much due to the very fine assortment of breasts and ass on spectacular high escort style display (as one would rightfully expect in Miami) but because of the knowledge that I'm not going to do anything to relieve the situation. Not tonight, or most likely anytime soon.
If I decide to take certain girls up on their offer (I'm still checking into it verification wise), I'll probably go another 3 weeks before I enjoy that pure pussy pleasure once again. As you well know by now, I've had a passion for Sorority pussy since my very first fuck. And perhaps have rather immaturely (some people might feel) continued to plow those fields while in most other aspects I've started to move on from college life. But I'm still only 22!!! I'm determined to not be one of those sad bastards that fucks women he works with, and I'm starting to get a very nice black book going of potential super hot women I'm considering dating back in NYC. But that's still a pretty unknown species, whereas Sorority girls I can practically tell you which house any girl belongs to just by studying them for a bit. And some Chapters just flat out house some horny, sex crazed bitches.
Since each Chapter remains so closely connected throughout its various houses on campuses across the country there is sometimes alot of information shared back and forth, much more so than between differing Sororities on the same campus. And the more salacious or just plain fucking scandalous it is the further it travels. As it turns out there is a pretty wild house in a Southern state I've never been to -and actually wasn't even precisely sure where it was. Apparently a few of my exploits at their sister house on a certain campus in Connecticut got their attention through the "Big cock on campus" private web-blogging grapevine they have going.
All I can say right now is that I've been invited to a very special private party-that may involve as many as 6 girls. It's part of a tradition that has been going on for quite some time apparently and is kind of surprising they've been able to keep it a secret. The last guy involved (for the past 2 years) was measured at 11 inches (although also a little on the thin side apparently). All I know is that I at first quite naturally thought -well this is all some REAL bull shit. But 2 separate calls from girls I certainly DO know have assured me its not.
I really can't say anything more about it right now -and may not actually be able to say much anyway even if I decide I might do it. All I know is thinking too much about it right now -would quickly get me hard as Chinese Arithmetic. It would also mean (since its supposed to happen on the weekend of the 27/28th) that I really wouldn't be able to go to Indiana for the Little 500 race this year (since thats the whole weekend before). So needless to say -for me to even consider missing that --this new offer must be something pretty fucking SERIOUS. But the photo one of the 6 sent to me of herself (even though she wasn't supposed to) and which I've posted on my Tumbler -- IS -pretty fucking serious as I think you'll agree.
Ok --It's now after Midnight- time for BED. Wish me luck in the race tomorrow PLEASE