the blowjob tweet

too much talking, too much laughing, too much wine
date in hand but nothing in my groin
as lovely as he still was
my dick knows better

horny. very horny. weeks and counting.
took a chance. neighborhood bathhouse still open.

ugh. too many people. bagets all over the dancefloor.
i didnt know where to start.
i didnt know how to get down
is it like this here every weekend?

a short smile meant that he was interested.
following me till i stripped down.
took up the seat beside me.
talking, chatting, flirting
with flimsy towels around

he was nice
he was young
he was generous
and he sucked great

he kept on sucking
and sucking
the pleasure at both heads
studly i felt
as he kneeled and sucked me
sucked me

hahanapin ko eto he whispers
until the last drop
squeezed out of my head
utter exhaustion
in this tiny room
faux leather wrapped around foam
this must be the sex mat

released and relieved
he asked for my number
"so we could remain friends"

it was hot.
it was what i needed.
it was good.

do i need a second time?
i dont know.
i was driving home, alone.