I'm in a drought. I find myself jerking off everyday, because I'm lacking sexually activity. Also find myself jerking when bored.
What to do, what to do. Is jerking of really that bad, hang on, wait 15 mins...
The weekend that just past consisted of myself snow boarding down the beautiful slopes of Perisher. Overall it was an amazing weekend. The days were filled with me and some of my really good friends boarding down the slopes and spending our nights in the pub. It was only my second time snow boarding but picked it up easily and now I am quite good.
When we were not on the slopes we were in the local pub which had some of the wildest nights I have ever had. Partying until 5 am, waking up at 7 to ski. I was either drunk or hungover for the whole weekend.
Unfortunately there was no sexual activity for the weekend, and no naked hotties like the set of pics below.
I cannot control myself. Everytime I see him i get a sinking feeling in my chest. I long to be with him, so much thats its making me sick. I lay in bed continuously tossing and turning waiting for him to put his arms around me and calm me down.
Am I going crazy. I have definitely not stopped thinking about last Friday night. What does it mean, why did he spoon me then not even acknowledge it at work. I have been feeling incredibly strange lately. The night of being held by someone had left we wanting more. I have had a taste and will not stop until I taste his soul once more. To see what I'm raving on about read here
What is happening to me!
Let me set the scene for you. Work has just wrapped up, it's a Friday, we have all decided to have a spontaneous night and hit the town, soon enough we are up from our desk and onto the dance floor.
A new face had joined us who I recognised as the new cute boy working upstairs. I didn't really get any vibes from him but saw us becoming good friends. The clock struck 1230, and we were officially dead and tired. I had an hour and half to travel home so my new friend offered to let me stay at his place for the night.
Once I was on his couch the mood changed. He offed to share his bed with me as the couch was a little small for my freakishly big legs. So I accepted his offer. Soon enough we were spooning, with his arms tightly wrapped around me. We continually changed positions throughout the night but we never let go of each other. No kissing, but we defiantly copped some feels of each others obvious erections.
The next day it wasn't discussed and I made my way home. The whole weekend I have been thinking about this. I am not openly gay at work, but do like this guy.
Only time will tell what happens.