Ok, so my last post was a crock of shit. I was feeling like shit. And that's because I got turned down by a 23 year old who was previously gagging for it.
Long story short, I met one of the guys today. I chatted to him last week for a bit. We swapped numbers. We emailed. Wet met. We fucked. It was good.
Here's the long version. I chatted to him last week for a bit. We swapped numbers. We emailed. We arranged to meet. I had today off, so today seemed like a good idea. He drove to my area. And he got lost. Then he got lost again... and again. Finally he found a park and we met. We had lunch, chatted a bit. He got a call. Some deadline at work wasn't met. We left to go to my place. Almost there and he gets another call. He has to go now, like RIGHT NOW. I convince him to come over for a little bit. He relents. We get in the door and I dash off to pee. I go back into my bedroom to find him mostly naked, stretched out on my bed...
And that's where the long version ends. I'm hungry and off to get some lunch.