brandnewcancerx's Journal

What a night of partying, I said to Frankie on the way up to the 11th floor of the hotel we were staying at. "Yeah.", He answered back. "I enjoyed it." The elevator door rang and we walked off our seprate ways. About an hour later, I found myself knocking at his door. "WHO THE FUCK IS IT?!" , I heard him yell. "Pete." I answered quietly. He opened the door. I stepped in. "Yeah?", he asked. " I dont know.", I answered getting alittle hostel. He sat down on the bed beside me and I dont know what came over me, but i kissed him. Hard as I could. Off went my shirt. His belt hit the ground with a thud. "wow." i heard him mumble. He slid my pants off. "Wheres the lube?", I asked him. "I dont got any." I ran back to my room real fast. "got it." Off came his hoodie, his shirt and his pants. "Well whatcha waiting for?", He snapped at me.
Suddenly, he was in charge and I wasnt. For the first time. we flipped over and off came my boxers. He didn't stop. I knew what was coming next. Hand job. I screamed his name over and over. He stopped. He said, "Take advantage of me."
That's exactly what I did. I grabbed the lube from the table. I thrust myself into him and he groaned. "PETE!GO FUCKING HARDER!I'M NOT A DOLL." I couldnt do it. Again, we flipped. He rode me harder than I could ever do to him. I felt something. He'd hit my spot. I screamed. He pulled out. There was a cum stain. He said, "I'm tired. Go to bed."
Thats exactly what he did. I couldn't. I got up and left. I left him a note. It said. "That was wonderful."

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