"Beware the Ides of March," is a famous line from Shakespeare's Julius Caesar. The "ides" is the 15th day of the month.
Caesar was assassinated on that day.
Felix wasn't assassinated on the "ides" of June, but tears were rolling down my face when I first saw him in the E.R. Looking back, I can't but think that it was a suitable ending to a lousy day.
When I woke up that morning, I was happy and hard as usual
My plans for the "ides" of June at that point were perfect. I expected a smooth ride, smoother than my ass even.
What was my planned schedule for that day?
Wake up at 6 AM
Be at the office by 6:45
Have breakfast + Coffee and by 7 AM start coding
Have my lunch at noon
Leave office around 4 PM and head to the nudist beach
Get fucked at least once before it gets dark
Meet Felix for a romantic dinner date at my place
Get fucked again by him
Fall asleep in his muscular arms while his seed is buried in my ass
There is a famous saying in the Bible:
"There are many devices in a man's heart; But the counsel of the LORD, that shall stand."
That day was an excellent example of that.
Sure enough, everything was as planned by 4 PM except for an odd talk with Lee.
Lee is the guy with whom I've been talking for several months. Because of COVID-19 and the fact that he lives far away from me, we never fucked. However, about a month ago, he picked me up after work and drove to the parking lot where my car was. Shortly after, his finger was buried in my ass while I was moaning uncontrollably.
You can read about it here:
Around 3 PM, Lee had contacted me. I was happy that he had because I knew he would be a great fuck. However, our conversation dramatically lowered the chances of his cock entering my ass.
"I was at the beach almost every day last week, and I didn't see you."
Previously, when talking with him, I told him that I go at least twice a week to the nudist beach. Last week I was there, naked on Monday and Thursday.
I told him that.
"So explain why I didn't see you."
His demanding tone started to piss me off. I almost wrote back to him:
"The fact your finger was deep in my ass doesn't make me yours."
Instead, I replied: "I haven't a clue, Lee, I'm telling you, I was there!"
"OK, this is absolutely weird."
That's what he wrote, but I could sense that what he really meant was: "You are lying to me."
After some pause, he asked me:
"Can I come over to your place tonight and fuck you?"
Again, this demanding tone. What am I? A hole that he comes over to fuck?
"No, I can't have you over tonight because I'll be with my boyfriend."
"What? you have a boyfriend???"
I know that when men are horny, they become stupid. But for him to forget something so trivial was more than just being silly.
"Yes, I told you so a long time ago."
"No, you never told me."
That was just a lie or him being very forgetful. I never hide the fact that my ass belongs first and foremost to the man I love.
Felix comes (and cums) first.
If Felix wants to come over to spend time with me, I'll never turn him down because I want someone else to fuck me. My version of an open relationship is giving my boyfriend priority rights over my ass. Needless to say, while others may enter my ass, he's the only one that penetrates both my ass and my heart.
So, there is no way I'd lied to Lee about Felix.
"It's not the first time you've wanted to come over to my place. I told you about my boyfriend before".
"You never told me…"
I wasn't going to argue with him about it.
After a few minutes, he wrote again:
"You never told me…"
One more time, I thought to myself, and I'm blocking him. But he didn't write again, and I was glad because I didn't want to block him.
I don't want to block anyone. I think that when you block someone (and I'm not talking about racists and other evil creatures), it's an aggressive move on your behalf.
I have thousands of followers on Flickr, and I've only blocked a handful of them during the last five years. As for my blog, I think that I've blocked only one of my followers. I'm not an aggressive person.
I always try to be friendly and please others.
My motto in life is simple:
Smile a lot
Communicate instead of arguing
My mom and my boss always say: "Theon, you are too sensitive," but I prefer to be like that. Even if sometimes I end up hurt by guys like Ronen. He's the one who rushed out of my apartment while his cum was leaking on to my leg.
You can download and read about our "love" making here:
However, on this "Ides" of June, I did end up blocking another guy. I blocked Diego for good. Diego is the guy who came over to fuck me but turned out to be more of a bottom when he was about to satisfy my hungry hole.
I wrote about him here:
I wasn't planning to meet him again because he insisted on wanting to suck my cock. I've written about that many times. I don't like getting a blow job.
I want the guy who is about to fuck me to focus on my ass and love hole. I can play with my cock, but I can't lick my hole or fuck myself. That is why I meet other men.
Since Diego turned out to be a bottom, there was no chance we'd meet again. He knew that, as well. After Felix told me that he'd hurt himself and was on his way to the E.R, Diego contacted me again on WhatsApp.
It couldn’t have been worse timing.
I didn't know how long Felix would be in the E.R because I didn't know how severe his injury was. I knew a large wood lathe had injured him, and I could tell from his voice that he was in tremendous pain.
Nevertheless, I prepared some things to take to him in case he needed to spend the night there. That was when Diego had started sending me messages.
At first, I ignored him because I was too busy. As I was driving, it finally hit me: Not only had Diego lied to me about being a top and leaving my hole dry and unsatisfied that night, but now he wanted me to pimp my boyfriend to fuck him?
I blocked him.
Here's our chat:
Five hours before rushing to the E.R. to meet Felix, I was lying naked at the beach drinking vodka with Paul (who was sitting naked next to me). It was perhaps the most exciting thing that had happened to me at the beach for quite some time.
Was it because we were going to fuck?
Paul is a total top, but he's not my type.
We never discussed it, but he'd never tried to make a move on my horny ass since our first meet five years ago. I can only assume that I'm not his type either. Besides a few years ago, Paul told me that once he shoots his load, he loses interest in the bottom even if the bottom didn't shoot his.
In other words, he's a terrible lover, and he admitted it in those words.
So why was sitting next to Paul's small penis so exciting?
Because June at the beach has been lousy, especially compared to last year's.
Traditionally, June is Pride month in Israel, and there are great parties and a happy atmosphere in the streets. The nudist beach is flooded with terrific examples of uncut delights of all sizes, shapes, colors, and tastes.
Here's one of those cocks from last year before it made love to my ass
I'd taken a few days off in previous years to enjoy this beautiful time at the beach. But it's not just the beach, when you open Grindr during this time of the year, you see so many unfamiliar faces.
This year, however, things are very different.
The reason should be quite apparent to you: Because of COVID-19, there are no tourists in Israel right now.
But it's not only that.
Why is the nudist beach deserted this year?
Fewer Israelis come over because they know there are no tourists.