I threw some good dick and he wanted to come back for more. A cute, late 30-something, tall, brown-skinned bottom who reminds me of a young Billy Dee Williams without the processed hair.
But he said something that pissed me off.
“I may want to see you tonight but if I do come it could be late,” he texted.
I had to put him in check.
“I’m a mellow guy but I have rules,” I texted back.
And I explained: Don’t obligate my time. I am not just a hard dick waiting for you to come by and sit on me.
I do other things besides sex, like volunteer, hang out with friends, go to the movies, and to the gym.
If you want to have sex don’t give me this “maybe I can come” bullshit. Be a man, block off of some availability times and make definite plans.
Because I’m not some lonely heart sitting at home waiting for Prince Charming Bottom.
He got the drift.
“Oh, I’m sorry if I offended you. I will check my time and definitely give you an exact time we can meet again. I was just excited about coming back.”
I think we are going to get along.