29 January 2009. I have been so busy with work that I have had not time to update my blog. But please, do not think much - I still have sex, I cannot and will not let go of a week of not having sex. Funny, I am a year older and more sexperienced here in Caracas, Venezuela - I still have to see the city and meet more people, but then, I really would rather stay in my house, and have sex in bed with these Latinos. Yes, I have been flamed and it is a bit dangerous here and I am lucky enough that my fucking friends like to cum back for more! However, for the month of January 2009 - I had the pleasure of meeting two new guys. The last one, Francis, had an unusual request - he wants pictures! Who am I to let go of such an opportunity?
He was very timid, shy, and so discrete. He did not even give me his phone number and he was calling me on a private number. Duhhhh. Anyway, with his discreteness and all, I feel more relax - if he is that cautious and afraid of being find out, one should let the partner do all the worrying. Am I really out of the closet? Not really, in the professional realm, there is still that bias and notions on having a preference for the same sex. Oh my.. I should not dablle with sexual philosophies - I have another blog for that. Let me go back to Francis.
I remember having a massage appointment at 8 pm and I could only meet him around 7pm, that is if he would not mind a timed sex session, and yet he feels more assured about it. I gave him my address, emailed a pic of my building, and waited for him. Here in Caracas, buildings and houses normally do not have any numbers, they all have a name, so in searching for a particular building or house, you have to walk through the street to find it! So for convinience, I took a picture of my building and I usually just email them - so far no one has been lost.
"Soy Flaco". Francis was sort of apologetic, a bit shy, ashamed that he is thin, explaining himself over the phone. I replied "No importa", actually it made me more excited. Thin guys are usually gifted in the cock area, well, at least 90% of the time. I was waiting on the corner when I saw this thin man wearing a brown jacket, looking at me. His body is around 3/4 of mine! He seems fragile, one that I can squash hugging too tightly.