"Tell me, what do you think about dating?"
Dan looked at me, puzzled. My left hand was once again gently massaging his hairy balls.
He did not expect my question.
We were both hiking on Saturday in the Yarkon national park. I wanted to do an easy hike this weekend. Last weekend I hiked with my friend Ziv, mostly naked in the Burma Road.
You can read more about it here:
Here is the official web site for the Yarkon park (in English):
Dan is a sweet friend and a great fuck body.
Dan is muscular, his upper body is naturally smooth, but his muscular legs and ass are hairy. His cock is amazing. It is thick and beautiful. It's not a huge cock, but it's a reliable thick, 7-inch red breeding device.
He has been making love to my ass for six years or so. He gives a fantastic rim job. I mean, he can eat my ass for hours.
Lately, we have been hanging more than usual. I also hiked with him and Ziv about a month ago.
We took a small break during our hike and took off our shoes. We put our feet in the water, smoked some weed, and were very relaxed.
We kissed for a while.
It was very erotic to sit like this with him. While we were kissing, we both started to get hard.
I pushed my left hand into his shorts from the side. I gently felt his hairy balls. His testicles felt big, moist, and warm from the sweat and the hike.
Dan closed his eyes and softly moaned when I was gently playing with his balls. In seconds his 7-inch thick cock was hard and eager for action. I thought about all the hot cum stored in his balls for my ass, and my cock had become rock hard as well.
I took my hand back and smelled it. It was a delicious smell of total maleness. I am very familiar with the scent of Dan's private parts. I love sniffing his pubic hair while I give him a blow job. His hairy love hole also smells terrific (he likes me to rim his hole some times).
I pushed my hand back to feel his balls; he started to moan softly again. Then I asked him about dating, and his massive bulge disappeared.
I pulled my hand out of his shorts and waited for his answer.
"Theon, I think that you are a great guy. I love spending time with you, in and out of bed. You have a great body and an amazing ass. More importantly, you know how to use that hot ass. We also share a lot of things in common.
However, I don't think that I would like us to date. I think it will be a huge mistake. I love the way things are between us. I mean the sex is fantastic, and from time to time we hike or go out with friends.
Why change anything?"
When he started talking, I immediacy knew that he utterly misunderstood my question. Had I not been somewhat stoned, I would have stopped him right away. But, I thought it'd be funny to let him speak. Plus, he was giving me such nice compliments.
I splashed some water on him.
"Hey, what's that for? What did I do?"
I started laughing hysterically.
"I did not ask you if you want us to date. I asked you about your opinion regarding dating in general."
He splashed water back at me.
"So why did you let me go on blabbering about it?"
"I just thought it was funny."
"Oh, you are going to pay for that, you know that"
"Really? You'll spank me later?"
"I don't know; you seem to enjoy that kind of punishment too much."
We kissed again for a long time. I pushed my hand back into Dan's shorts, and this time, I was holding his balls with force, pulling them down and stimulating the base of his cock. I could tell that he had a lot of precum because he was now moaning loudly and not softly as he did before.
Eventually, we had to stop because we heard that some people were coming over. While we were waiting for them to move on, I brought the subject again.
"Anyway, what do you think about dating? How is it that you are single?"
Now it was my time to return some compliments, so I said:
"You are sexy, beautiful, smart. You are sweet as well, a fantastic top, and you certainly know how to use your big cock and to spoil your bottom.
So how is it that you are still single?"
Dan looked at me again, puzzled.
"Why are you all of a sudden so interested in this topic? I thought you are no longer dating?"
It's true, I no longer date.
Why was I concerned about his opinion?
I keep thinking about my single female friends who date straight guys. Let me tell you something about it: a dating scene is a cruel place.
It seems more so for women.
I can't remember how many times I have had to support my female friends. On the day of Yom Kippur (Day of Atonement), I spent my morning with Sarit. We were both trying to understand the meaning of the messages a guy was texting her.
"I knew I should have never slept with him," she said, "now I will never see him again."
A week has passed, and indeed she will never see him again.
Two days ago, Rinat, a very dear female friend, refused to come over for the holiday dinner. Me and two other friends did our best to convince her to come. She said she'd rather stay alone and cry.
This morning she said that her only regret is that she is not brave enough to end her life. That was after another guy dated her and vanished.
These incidents repeat themselves. It's not fun to be a single woman in your thirties (probably in any other age bracket as well).
I told all that to Dan.
"That's why I wanted to ask you. I was just curious if you have experienced the same things, and this is why you no longer want to date."
When I said that, I felt that the weed was starting to cloud my judgment. Maybe it was not the best idea to bring such a complicated subject to the table.
"Well, if you want to know, Why don't we hang out a little bit more here and when we start walking I'll tell you why.
By the way, I don't see you dating anyone. At least you never speak of it."
I leaned back on the ground: "Because I don't."
"So, why don't you?"
I took a deep breath.
"There are so many reasons. Right now, I am still recovering from my brain damage and dealing with the possibility that I will become critically disabled soon.
So, dating? Not even close to adding that to the chaos that is still my life."
Dan looked straight into my eyes, damn, he is so cute. He has blue eyes, by the way.
"We have been fucking for six or so years, and you have not been dating long before your brain damage."
That was also true, but suddenly I regretted bringing up this topic. It was such a beautiful calm afternoon. I just wanted to relax, play with Dan's testicles some more, and hopefully convince him to stay over for dinner, make love to my ass and empty his balls inside of me.
"You know what? Let's drop it. It's such a beautiful afternoon."
Dan leaned forward and said: "And so are you."
Then we kissed again for a long time.
Officially we were not on a date, but it felt so much better than any other official date I have had.
More about the rest of our afternoon and evening (spoiler: Dan did empty his balls in my ass), in the second part of this blog post.
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