I will make this quick. A few days ago a young cat with dreadlocks hit up on me near my job and talked mucho shit (Read my blog entry “Lunch with ‘Dreads’.”)
He called me Sunday night and I said sure, roll by.
“Damn, you look good. You look better than you did in your suit. I didn’t know you were going to look so good with your clothes off,” he said, running his mouth as usual.
“Dreads” and I did a little foreplay. And then he…fell asleep! He snored softly, his dreadlocks splayed across the pillow like skinny black snakes.
“Well, I will be damned,” I thought. “Young boy can’t hang.”
He did look cute laying there like a big, black teddy bear. So I turned over and went to bed, too, planning to wake him early in the morning and send him on his way.
I woke around 2 o’clock in the morning because he was jacking my big dick while he jacked off. Soon, he busted a nutt. I took a damp wash cloth and wiped the pearly cum off his abdomen. Then Dreads got up and got dressed.
“Damn man, you’re hot and I want to come back and lay with you again,” he said. “That is if you want me back.”
I just smiled and didn’t say much. Dreads and I will be friends and lunch mates but I think that’s the last time we will hook up LOL!
You knew he was reckless and now he's strange too.
You knew he was reckless and now he's strange too.
He sounds like the type that needs to be schooled on EVERYTHING. Potential maybe?
He sounds like the type that needs to be schooled on EVERYTHING. Potential maybe?