I want to share three stories about guys I've encountered in the last four days since Felix flew back to the States to visit his family. I'll label these guys: "The good, the bad and the sexy."
It's strange to think of him being so far away from me.
I was looking forward to having some quiet time without him, but it feels so strange. My apartment seems hollow and lifeless without his genuine smile and kisses.
How many guys have fucked me during his absence?
Did I invite over several guys to take care of my hole in my rooftop jacuzzi?
Disregarding a quick fuck at the nudist beach on Saturday, the answer is none.
Is it because I miss Felix so much, and can't think of anyone else using my hole while he's gone?