King meets Prince

I call him "my prince", he calls me "my king" and we both agree it's all part of a beautiful fairy tale.

My new friend from Germany manages to make me horny, even after I have had very satisfying lovemaking.

I met him online by chance, or more precisely, he found me.

He is still in the closet, so I don't want to write too much about him. I can only say that he is from Germany, 24 years old and a brilliant student.

As for his looks: He is adorable and beautiful with magnetizing blue eyes.

What about his cock?

Frankly speaking, I have seen very little of his nude body.

Yes, I have seen his wet thick uncut cock, his pinkish love hole, and his smooth lean upper body. They are all beautiful, likable, and lickable. However, it's not that we send nude photos to each other all day long.

Most of our connection is by text messages.

It's so sweet to get his messages first thing in the morning and then again late and night. And of course, lots of notes in between.

This kind of connection with a beautiful German young man is not that foreign to me.

Ten years ago, I had a similar connection. It had ended up being one of the greatest loves of my life. In many ways, I have a constant deja vu feeling while chatting with this prince.

The phrases he uses, the way he writes, talks, thinks. It all reminds me so much of that guy from ten years ago.

Of course, despite all the similarities, they are also two very different individuals. I am not trying to re-live my previous big love with this new guy. I don't think of him in these terms. I enjoy our connection very much and nothing more (+ he gets me so horny).

As for him, he must be my most devoted blog follower. He is on a quest to read all my blog posts. He started with the first one.

He is doing that to get to know me better. I am so flattered that he even shows an interest in me. I wish he were here right now so he could eat my ass for breakfast, and later I could swallow his balls for lunch and drink his cum for supper.

He is also bright, and he uses words in such beautiful ways.

He read this blog post yesterday:

A Wet Start

He took special note of the photo of me taking my morning shower: