The Saturday before Easter the mailman returned. I hadn’t seen him in more than a year.
Turns out he had transferred to a Post Office in Washington DC and was no longer delivering in my Baltimore hood.
But he was home for Easter and wanted to take off the edge by having a threesome with my partner “Van” and me.
He was still as handsome and tight-bodied as ever. A few pounds heavier but all in the right places.
Still it was a weird threesome.
It took him like an hour to prep. I thought he had fallen asleep in the downstairs bathroom.
Then he needed a drink.
Then a little weed.
Then Van and I started tag-teaming his little brown ass. But then he got spooked by us taking pics and abruptly left.
No biggie. You win some and lose some.
Here are a few pics: