I’m kinda in lust for a relationship right now, but I still occasionally hook up. It’s the exception rather than the rule for me and I’m really glad I made the exception today. It started off a little weird, he was stuck at the other end of his campus because the bus was late. So we walked back to his dorm together. This set the mood of the night; weird, a little annoying, and kind of adorable.
When we get back I quickly suss out that I’m one of the first few guys he’s been with. He talks a lot about his family and car troubles and stuff all while sneaking glances at my crotch. Very cute.
I transparently complain about college beds and go to feel if his is better than mine. I then sit down next to him on said bed. A couple words and we have make out time.
One: too much tongue. Way too much tongue. Like in my mouth to my tonsils and he’s moving it like he’s trying to feel my whole mouth at once. I actually laughed a few times. Still though, somehow really cute. I’ve never been with a bad kisser. On a guy older than me I would have been really annoyed and gotten him off as quick as I could to get out of there. I’m a whore, sue me. But on a younger guy, the bad kissing just under scored how little he’s done this multiplied but how eager he was to do it some more. Mathematically hot.
Anyway, cute guy. Nice furry chest. And I smiled a lot when I was with him and afterwards. I wonder what the etiquette is on asking a guy out on a regular date after a hook up?
“Yeah, I’ve got a dick-cock, huh?”
Which is a close second to, “You guys from Israel, you’re crazy.”

Guy I’m talking with on A4A just abbreviated the word ‘on’. I thought I misunderstood him, maybe he made a typo. But no, he wrote o. For On. To save time. ?
No.
Not happening.
N.





