Don't you hate when life gets in the way of the other things you would rather do, like blog...or fuck?
Last weekend was a rough one. I was preparing for the movers to come and 23 seemed to always have people at his house. Forget blogging, I wanted to fuck.
He works a night job, the young cutie. His first break is at 11 pm. I drove there with no pants on and waited in my car. At 10:59 he came outside and I told him to hop in the backseat. I parked further out in the parking lot, tossed him a condom and we made the most of that fifteen minute break.
Later, he told me that when he got back to work, one of the other guys said to him, "You got laid on your break, didn't you?"
I'm glad he went back to work with a smile on his face.
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