On Saturday, Felix came back to Israel after spending three weeks with his family in the States.
How was our reunion?
Have we been fucking non-stop since his return?
Not really; I haven't even seen his beautiful cock yet.
Why have we stopped fucking?
Felix is heartbroken and misses his family. Yesterday, he broke into tears, and it took me 20 minutes to calm him down and put him to bed.
I'm sure that, were it not for our love, he would be heading back to the States.
I'm also heartbroken when I see him like that because I love him so much.
How was my experience while he was gone?
Generally speaking, it was great!
You have to understand that, because of Covid and frequent lockdowns, we've spent a lot of time together. Sometimes, entire weeks without the possibility of hiking or being apart from each other.
Felix's apartment is not as nice as mine, and he didn't want to be alone for extended periods during a lockdown.
Felix is by no means my first boyfriend, and I prefer being coupled to being alone, but I'm not used to having someone at my apartment for so many days.
I love him to death, but sometimes I just wanted to be alone!
I'm also used to being naked when indoors, but with Felix around, I kept my clothes on.
I know that the idea of me running around naked with my "cute little butt," as Felix calls it, sounds very exciting, but in reality, it isn't. I don't want Felix to get used to my ass or to seeing my sensitive, smooth hole every time I bend over.
In the same way, I don't want to see his incredible breeding tool all the time. I want to get excited when I see his cock!
I spent most of the last three weeks naked indoors, and it was awesome!
The other "problem" with Felix staying with me all the time was that I couldn't invite other guys over to fuck me in my apartment.
I had to turn down so many offers from sexy guys in their 20s who are still in the closet and live with their parents.
And lastly, I discovered that Felix is not as tidy as I am.
I like to keep my apartment very organized, but Felix keeps leaving things all over the place. A dirty sock here, and a used plate there, for example.
Sometimes, I felt like his maid!
The first weekend after he'd left, I spent a lot of time cleaning and organizing my apartment.
What did I do after that?
I started feeling like a single guy again.
It was fun to relive my life before I'd fallen in love with my adorable boyfriend. Back then, I'd have, on average, three guys over every week. Of course, not all penises were new; some were regulars.
Was it hard for me to find guys this time?
I only had to write in my profile or tag line: "My smooth hole is waiting for you in my rooftop jacuzzi." or something similar to get countless offers from guys wishing to breed me.
What about getting fucked at the nudist beach?
I was hoping that it would happen more often, but it didn't. I was there only three times, and on one occasion it got so cold that I had to leave before sunset.
That particular time I had an awkward encounter with a guy.
I was alone, except for the occasional horny guy who came over to look at my naked body. Most of these guys are bi-sexual or even married.
I wrote about one of them here:
I've had sex with countless married guys at the beach before, but none of them was to my taste that particular afternoon.
Since I'm a nudist, I don't care if they take a quick look at my naked body and keep walking. However, I'm not too fond of when they stand and stare at me.
That's precisely what one of them did. He stopped walking and looked at my body. I glanced and saw a mighty tower rising in his shorts while he was staring at me.
When his tower reached full size, he got naked, sat on a rock not too far away from me, and started masturbating. At the same time, he was trying to make eye contact with me.
When that happens, I always look the other way or up.
Most guys, on seeing that I'm not interested, leave...
... but he didn't.
Instead, he signaled me to get closer. I was trapped because I was sheltered behind these rocks and had nowhere to go. It was pretty windy out in the open.
Instead, I changed my position to conceal my cock and angrily stared at him.
I was hoping that looking at him angrily would drive him away.
However, he stood up and kept on stroking his hard cock. He had quite a nice-looking, thick tool, but the rest of his body was not to my taste.
When I realized he was about to shoot, my cock started to get hard, and I felt my anus getting loose. Shortly afterwards, he yelled, and beautiful white bursts of manly juice erupted from his cock.
It was a lovely sight that got my cock rock-hard.
Two days later, On the Friday, it was too cold to go to the beach.
Besides, it was the day before Felix's return, and I was planning on not ejaculating. I wanted my balls to be so full that I'd feel that I was about to explode just by seeing him.
To get rid of my desire to get fucked, I ran 7 miles on my treadmill.
I was exhausted when it was over.
After showering, I checked Grindr and realized that I might have to alter my plans to keep my seed in my balls.
A terrific, sexy couple contacted me.
They were returning home after hiking in the northern part of Israel. One of them was looking on Grindr and found me.
I'd hiked not too long ago at the very same trail.
After a short chat, I learned that they are both in their late 30s, toned-muscular, hairy, and passionate about sex. One was an exclusive top, and the other versatile.
That evening, they were looking for a bottom with a great-looking ass who l