What I hope I Receive Today For Christmas
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Posted:Dec 25, 2018 12:52 am
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What I hope I Receive Today For Christmas
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While a new iPad or Apple watch would be great, I hope I get one of these Black gentlemen in my holiday holes.
Santa, hang your dick in my holes with care. I can’t wait to serve you and your elves, Sir.
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Go up my Chimney, Mr. Claus
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Posted:Dec 23, 2018 3:09 pm
Last Updated:Dec 23, 2018 10:59 pm
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Go up my Chimney, Mr. Claus
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Every year, I hope that some Black Santa Claus will want to skip the cookies and milk left out for him and instead use my ass as a treat.
Go a Santa suit? Message me to hook up Sir.
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The Longest Night of the Year
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Posted:Dec 21, 2018 10:18 am
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The Longest Night of the Year
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In the Northern Hemisphere, it’s the longest night of the year. I am hoping from an early visit from Santa and some of his helpers.
Let me keep your dick warm, Sir.
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Holiday Delivery
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Posted:Dec 20, 2018 12:57 pm
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2018 10:42 am
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Holiday Delivery
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I’m taking deliveries all the time, including Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, in all my holes.
Whether I am on the good or naughty list, I’ll take any gift you want to offer, Santa.
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Black Cock at The AMC Universal City
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Posted:Dec 19, 2018 8:09 pm
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Black Cock at The AMC Universal City
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This past Sunday, a bunch of my former co-workers met up at Universal City Walk. This gathering is a tradition that we have maintained for more than 5 yeārz . We pick a spot for a family-style dinner, exchange small gifts and mementos, and update each other on what we have been up to over the past year. It’s a warm, friendly, easy time.
Buca di Beppo was not very busy and our party of 10 took up long table under a painted mural of a very odd bacchanal. The menu is heavy on American interpretations of Southern Italian favorites, as filtered through the the Boston - New York - Philadelphia corridor. The portions are huge, the flavors without a lot of depth, and a belief that life is better with an unremarkable red sauce and grated generic cheese. But we were there for the friendship, not the food.
I ordered a cup of soup and split a side of green beans with my officemate, Brandon. We chatted about his , wife and his sweet mom. It was great to catch up, laugh at private jokes, and we commiserated about evil bosses and current mean supervisors. Everyone at the table exchanged gifts, updated contact information and we played our annual raffle, with the winner getting their meal paid for by the rest of the party.
It was close to 7 and Brandon, Talisha, and Grant wanted to go see A Star is Born at the AMC Universal Cinema. It was within walking distance and we hustled over to the box office and quickly bought tickets. I was more interested in hanging out than watching a movie, but I only see these friends once a year, so I trailed along.
I held the door open for my friends and a couple that was also rushing to make a movie. The wife thanked me and the husband gave an affirmative head nod. They were a professional African-American couple, with appearances and demeanors that would lead me to believe that they were busy professionals getting a rare night away from the . My friends and the wife made their way to their respective shows, A Star is Born and Instant Family, while the husband and I went the snack bar. I bought an oversized bag of M&Ms that will last me a week and the aforementioned husband ordered a medium drink and popcorn.
The gentleman did the self-frisk: He put his hands in his front pockets, then back pockets, and patted down his blazer. He smacked his forehead, “My wife has my phone and wallet. I’ll be right back.” He turned to leave and I said, “I’ve got it.” He said no that’s okay, no , my wife is nearby… “My pleasure. Merry Christmas.” He shook my hand and thanked me. He went off to Instant Family and I went off to A Star is Born.
About 45 minutes into the film, I needed to use the restroom. I gave my M&Ms to Brandon to hold and quietly made my way out to the restroom. As I was coming out, I saw the same married Black Man walking towards the same restroom. He was closer and went in first. He was just getting ready to unzip, when I came in. We were alone.
He thanks me again for paying for the popcorn and the soft drink.
“It’s the holiday season, Sir. Honored to do it, Sir.”
He smiled and I stared to walk to a stall, as I knew if I pissed at a urinal near him, I would never pee as I would get hard and bothered. He started to unzip and I involuntarily turned around to look. He caught my eye and gave me a look that indicated he knew I might have jerked a cock or twø in my life. I went to the last stall, closed and locked the door, and put my phone on the grab bar. I unbuttoned and unzipped, sat down, and let out a few deep breaths.
Ī'ḿ not one for hooking up in public bathrooms. Too many risks, legal and otherwise, and I don’t want to interfere with someone requiring a few minutes for some personal needs. I don’t hang out in them and don’t find it really enticing. I usually go in, piss, take a dump or just wash my hands and then go on my way. Private bathrooms in office buildings, the secluded bath/shower at a resort, or a horny business owner with a non-public bathroom - sign me up. But not the stall at my local cinema.
I was looking down at the floor tile when I heard someone walking over. I raised my head and saw that the Black gentleman was looking through the crack between the door and the post. He was undoing his belt. I thought for a second and then reached over and opened the stall door. He walked in, looked out the door and then locked it. I stayed on the toilet. He stepped closer and I nodded and cracked a smile.
Unbuttoning and unzipping, his dick was out and hard, popping right out of his pants. He straddled over the toilet and put both hands on the sides of my head. He face fucked me at a medium speed, with precum leaking out immediately into my mouth. He was uncut and with smooth balls that hit my chin hard each time his dick went into my mouth. His cock was so big around that I had to strain to open my mouth wide enough.
He stood tall, almost in a military, at-attention-like posture. His cock was like a precision tool, pumping my mouth so much that spit was dripping down my chin. He closed his eyes, held my head and shuddered, a huge load busting into my mouth. The restroom door opened.
I pulled my feet up so it would appear as if there was only one person in the stall. He kept his dick in his mouth. I breathed out of my nose. The newcomer went to the urinal and pissed away. I continued to suck his dick, as it got softer in my mouth. The other guy was pissing f-o-r-e-v-e-r. The Black Man whispered, “Hey, I still need to pee.” He started to backup and I pulled him back toward me.
He looked perplexed and I licked the underside of his thick cock, while still in my mouth. I looked up and nodded. He whispered, “Really?,” and I nodded in the affirmative. Out came a stream of piss, slow and steady in my mouth. After a few seconds, he closed his eyes and smiled broadly. He was in bliss.
The newcomer finished up, washing his hands and leaving. The Black Man finished. I wiped my mouth. He zipped, buttoned, and re-buckled his belt. He looked at me, with an expression that you usually see on someone after they have finished a particularly challenging workout or run 10 miles - totally spent and satisfied.
“Merry Christmas.”
“Thanks for the present, Sir.”
He nodded in the affirmative and left.
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What I Would Like To Have Under My Christmas Tree
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Posted:Dec 18, 2018 8:21 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2018 8:22 pm
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What I Would Like To Have Under My Christmas Tree
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I've sent my wish list to Black Santa and I am hoping I get what I wish for - repeatedly.
Let me guide your sleigh,Sir.
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Black Elves
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Posted:Dec 17, 2018 3:16 pm
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Black Elves
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Not all of Santa's elves are white - the ones I hope for are Black.
After you load up your sleigh, Santa, load up my ass Sir.
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Dear Santa, Bring Me A Black Man
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Posted:Dec 15, 2018 10:01 am
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Dear Santa, Bring Me A Black Man
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Dear Black Santa, Please bring me some Beautiful Black Men for Christmas. I promise to be very, very good this year .
Please don’t leave me a lump of coal - just fill my hole with Christmas jizz Sir.
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My Christmas Wish List
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Posted:Dec 14, 2018 5:51 pm
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My Christmas Wish List
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I want the same thing every year: For Black Santa and his elves to use me.
Put your Black Santa cock in my holes, holes, holes Sir.
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Handyman- Scriptwriter - Ass Fucker
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Posted:Dec 11, 2018 4:14 pm
Last Updated:Dec 14, 2018 5:57 pm
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Handyman- Scriptwriter - Ass Fucker
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Like all meetings of dubious opportunity, sketchy personas, and unclear agendas, I met this gentleman on craigs list. He checked all of my boxes: Married, straight, over 35, Black, and wanted a blow job. But exchanging emails, photos, and subtle innuendo does not always lead to satisfactory sexual encounters, much less an ass fucking that leaves your knees shaking - but this one did. Eventually.
He drove over and knocked on the door. He was wearing gym shorts, a white t-shirt, Nike shower slippers. Taking off his sunglasses, he walked in and introduced himself, in a manner that indicated that he had a headshot, an agent, and had pitched an idea for a sitcom on Fox in the early 90s.
In one move, he sat down while dropping his shorts to the floor. He stretched both arms out on the back of the cushions of the couch and leaned back. His dick was half-hard, his balls of average diameter, his dick of above average length. His body was slim, toned, lithe, and nearly hairless. His skin was a cliché of mid-century, middle brow American literature: cappuccino colored, a permanent beach tan, a mixture of heritage, history and hidden truths.
“Put it in my ass,” he said in a high, whiney voice. He wanted me to finger his ass while I blew him, but his request was a not a demand, order, or command. He was pleading for me to take a digit on my right hand, usually my index or middle finger, lube it and finger his hole while he got a wet, sloppy blowjob. His hole was hairless, tight, but not virgin territory. And then he let out a keening moan that was a cross between an adolescent squeal and an asthmatic wheeze. He trembled and came in my mouth.
We repeated this same scenario a few more times, each time him begging me to finger his hole. He’d talk about the script that he was shopping to various production companies, his family, and he would offer his handyman skills - for a price, of course. He had the same ease and grace that he possessed the first time I met him. Every room was a red carpet interview about to happen, a paparazzi pic about to be taken, a fan summoning up the courage to ask for an autograph.
The final time we met, he wanted to fuck me. I had thought that the way I fingered him, now with at least two fingers in his hole, he would want me to fuck him instead. This time we only hung out on the couch for a few minutes, before he stared removing all of his clothes and mine. He put one long, yoga-stretched leg out on the edge of the bed and kept one foot flat on floor and begged me to finger his, “pussy.” Was he really going to fuck me?
My doubts grew as he made the odd, high-pitched, non-sexual-yet passionate whine, as I fingered his hole and sucked his dick. I licked his pits, sucked his tight tits and fell into bed. And then something changed. The screenwriter/handyman with the ever expanding hole, began to finger my ass. He put me in a light choke hold and worked his thumb into my hole, spitting in his hand to moisten my butt.
I got on all-fours and he pulled me over to the edge of the bed. I was lubed, opened and ready to be fucked. He was no longer making the finger-my-hole whine, but breathing heavily and encouraging me to open my ass. As he edged his dick in my hole, he grabbed my shoulders and slowly pulled me back on his cock. He’s done this before.
He fucked me hard, forehead sweat falling on the small of my back. We got into the bed and he put me on my back, fucking me fast, slow and never stopping. He took a breath and rolled me on my side, and fucked my hole while holding one of my legs up the entire time. I felt my leg shake and my hole release any tension it had ever felt. For the first time, in a long time, I could feel no resistance, no pain, no tightening - my hole was completely open and grabbing his dick. He rolled me again on my back and fucked my hole hard as I grabbed my ankles.
He pulled out of my now gaping ass, and shot a load that covered my face and chest. He shook and yelled as he came. He took his cum off my chest and face, and without asking, wiped the load into my mouth. I never came and could have cared less if I did. My legs shook and my knees buckled. It took me two days to recover. I’ve never been fucked like that since.
We wiped up and got dressed. He made one more pitch about his handyman services —“ sure I could fix that window over there,” — before leaving. I don’t know what has become of him. When I called him the last time, his were in the background and, “this was not a good time.” Did he sell his script? Is he available for “repairs” on NextDoor? Or, did he leave his home in the North Hollywood/Burbank area for better opportunities and easier days?I don’t know, but I still look at the craigs list section of services offered. I search for handyman in the 818 and wonder, wish, and hope.
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Sharing your white sub
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Posted:Nov 23, 2018 6:22 pm
Last Updated:Nov 23, 2018 6:29 pm
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Sharing your white sub
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You found a white sub. He’s obedient (for the most part). He’ll cook, clean and suck you off on demand. He’s got a special code, so you don’t even have to talk to him- you just text and he shows up where ever you want him to. He’s got a gym bag of all the things you want him to wear - jock strap, ass-less briefs, trashy cut offs and a dirty t-shirt, etc. He addresses you only as, “Sir,” and does not speak unless spoken to.
You have other thing in your life to accomplish. And keeping your sub occupied is not one of them. On the other hand, it could be useful to train him further and see how far you can take it with this sub . Listed are a few suggestions that might work for you and your sub. Some I have experienced or seen, personally. Others, I have just contemplated over time. See what works for you.
Lend me out Sir.
Cleaning for Others Maybe you have a neighbor that could use a hand or a brother-on-law that needs some help cleaning out a storage unit. Send your white trash sub over to help. No need to get into details - just say you have a friend that needs to work off a debt.
Running Errands Tell your white cocksucker how to dress — maybe wearing a t-short that says, “cumdump,” and have him run errands for a friend, roommate or business associate. Let him explain why he wears the shirt.
Volunteering Tell your sub to volunteer at an event, for an organization, or cause. Give him an hour amount he has to perform and what his reward will be if he succeeds and the punishment if he does not.
Sucking with Pics - Your choice Tell your sub to suck a certain number of men off in a certain amount of time - but make it interesting. Tell him he has to suck guys off and provide pics and video to prove that he did this. Tell him, who he has to suck or give him a criteria - for example Married Latinx men over 60. This happened to me a number of ago. I guy I was blowing instructed me to blow a few different guys and take pics. I had to write,”faggot” on my forehead (this was a challenge) and then suck these dudes off. I sent him the pics and he would critique every little thing. Then he would make me suck him and correct the “mistake.” Fun times.
Sucking with Pics - his choice Same as above except he just goes on a cock bender and takes pics of all the guys he sucks.
Being a sub for a friend This one is tricky, but you can lend his worthless ass out to someone else. You could impose limits - your sub could serve but not take it up the ass. Or, the sub could only do sexual tasks. You set the limits and the time frame.
Working for a Friend Set it up with a buddy. Your sub has to clean offices, bathrooms or supply closets 2 nights a week, wearing a “Black Owned,” t-shirt. Tell your friend to the sub some infinitesimal amount or by donating all the money to a charity of Your choice.
Meal Preparation Your sub could go to a friend’s place and cook meals for a week or prep foods for a family. You could send him to a friend whose wife s on vacation. Make him cook meals while she is gone. As to how he does it- silent, in a collar and leash, naked - is up to you and your buddy.
Having him video for your friends Everyone needs a camera person. Why not make your sub video your friends exploits? Tell him he can’t comment, participate or direct— just record. He’s can’t keep any of the files and must remain professionally clothed the whole time. You can frustrate the hell out of him.
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50 posts: A Year of Blogging About Superior Black Men
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Posted:Nov 20, 2018 1:14 pm
Last Updated:Jan 2, 2019 5:29 pm
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50 posts: A Year of Blogging About Superior Black Men
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I’ve spent the last year blogging on Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating about my fascination, interest, and passion about Superior Black Men. It’s been a learning, technological, and audience development experience.
My original goal was to create a few posts to show my appreciation of Black Men and then to provide a few how-tos, when meeting up with a white guy or having regular white faggot sub. From there, I started posting more photos, all in hopes that some of the Black Men in the greater SoCal area would notice my offers of subservience and worship.
It did not work out that way.
I created a really long FAQ to reply to the almost exclusively white guys that were wondering if I ever fooled around with white dudes, if I would have a three-some with their wife, or dress up in drag. I got tired of telling white guys if they wanted to play around that the only way I would do it is if there were a Black Men in charge. I expanded the FAQ to let Black Men know the details of what I got into, so they could have a better idea of what they could expect. Finally, I linked to my FAQ in every post, so potential Superior Black Men and white guys looking "to be the exception,” could find answers to most of their queries.
I’ve found most of the men I chat with don’t know about the Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating blogs or that they are free to view at any member level. I’d make reference to my FAQ or blog posts and most guys did not know what I meant. Due to Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating cutting website addresses in chat and IM, and the blog shortcuts didn’t work in IM, it’s been a challenge to send guys over to my blog or FAQ. When men have found the FAQ, it’s saved a lot of time and frustration on both of our parts.
Learning about how the blogging platform has been pretty easy. Basically, there is a pared down set of website tools, relying on a markup language used with CSS that allows the blogger to style text, size and position graphic elements, and control some aspects of color. It’s pretty straightforward and I have chosen to use only limited elements of it, so that the posts are easy to read on any device.
The problems that I have encountered on the blogging platform are odd: Nvmberz will be stripped out at random. Certain words will disappear. I now enter the numeral øne rather than using the Arabic symbol. Sometimes the word, “plāy,” would be deleted. I am never sure what is condoned or not. There is no place on the blogging guide to let you know that you should not use certain words or phrases. Clearly, Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating does not want you to post telephºne or émāil addrezzez in blog posts, though I see them all the time as updated statuses. So it goes.
I’ve gotten the most views on my howto and narrative posts. I thought the posts with lots of photos would get the most views but I was wrong. Mistakenly, I thought that posts with riddles, signs or images showing how to treat a white sub would be popular, too. Viewers seems to be looking for [post 4068938] or stories. Going forward, I’ll try to post more of these kinds of entries.
I’ve only received a few comments to posts. Most of the responses were from white guys sharing their admiration of Black Men. I’ve never gotten a replay from a Black Man. I’ll continue to post and see if I can change that outcome. If you have suggestions on what I should post, please leave them in the comments.
Thanks to everyone that has viewed the blog over the past year. Here’s to more posts and me finding a Superior Black Man, or twø, to use me.
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A Mysterious Shower in My Backyard
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Posted:Nov 19, 2018 1:34 pm
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2018 9:15 am
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A Mysterious Shower in My Backyard
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I posted the ad on craig’s list: Drinking piss and sucking dick in a private backyard. Easy parking, no strings attached. Black, Latino, married, or straight men to the front of the line. Send stats and when you can swing by. Tank up.
This was more or less the ad posted when I was working from home or had an afternoon free between appointments. I’d meet up with random dudes very occasionally and blow them in my garden. Sometimes, they would be into and up for pissing, but when piss comes to shove, this daily function seems an advanced skill that many men aspire to but don’t seem able to complete.
Most of the time, guys would walk into my back yard gate, under the canopy of plants and meet me on my patio. If they seemed shy, I would ask a few questions - what do you like, have you done this before, do you want to stand or sit down in a chair, etc. This would spark a conversation and the guy in question would relax. We’d chat a bit more and then, more often or not a I would give them an old fashioned blow job. A few guys would want to know about the yard, most just zipped up and left.
There were a few guys that were into golden showers and had no reluctance in unzipping and letting loose. They tended to be repeat visitors. A burly Latino construction worker, an off-duty law enforcement officer, a dad of twø on his way home to his Christian wife - they were among the few that seemed to revile in the pee scene.
Øne of my most memorable garden golden showers visitors was a guy who described himself as being an average Black guy, driving nearby and wanted to stop for a quick piss - no blow job. It’s rare to meet up with a dude that only wants to piss, but they do exist and I am always happy to oblige.
I peeked over my fence and saw a very expense German black sedan, tricked out to be an A-lister limousine. The windows were tinted to 100% and there was a driver. A man got out of the limo, wearing sunglasses, dressed as if ready to walk a red carpet, present at an awards show or be the main act at local club. He wore a modified dark béret, a dark grey shirt and black slacks. The shoes were a dull, black leather that were fitted and decorated in a very simple fashion. He was somewhere between 35 and 55, wore a wedding rice and a Breitling watch.
I hightailed it back to my patio and waited. He appeared and unzipped immediately. He did not unbutton his pants or loosen his belt - just unzipped and pulled his dick out. His cock was really dark, shaped beautifully, cut with the top of his cock angling up slightly. I got on my knees and without hesitation or saying anything, he pissed in my face and mouth immediately.
He pissed for a long time, in the way you do when have been sleeping for 12 hours and then you need to piss for about an hour kind of pee. He moaned a low hum and continued to pee in my mouth with more volume than I could keep up, so the piss tumbled over my chin and down my shirt. He finished, zipped up and left. The German limo went up into the curving and secretive Hollywood Hills.
This guy would text me off and on for the next month. He was way into this kind of meet up. Our schedules never aligned again. The question I have - who was he? Clearly he was a person of means, taste and access. And he liked subservient white guys. We’ve yet to meet up again. I miss his style, dick and piss.
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