I've been here at work since 6:30 a.m. Yeah --pretty unusual for me obviously, but I've been putting in some extra hours as I'll be taking next Thursday and Friday off. I decided to drive up to the campus I'm headed for midday Thursday (but more about that later). I can't stay late at work today since my boss has invited me and 4 other guys in my area out to dinner tonight at La Grenouille. This has actually been on the calendar for awhile now. We're thinking this means we're either all getting promoted or fired. But if you were going to fire someone why would you take them to a 5 star French restaurant to do it? Isn't just eating at a French restaurant punishment enough? I'm sorry but I fucking HATE French food. Not to mention I could just stay home and inject pure cholesterol into my veins. Hot babes always think you're going to propose at one --which makes things even worse. I always just order something revolting like frog legs or oxASS and then just don't eat it. Thank GOD for French wine, bread and cheese though.
I have been a good boy though and took my previous dinner date (the drunken cock monger from here at work) out to lunch on Monday, hoping she'd take the hint (and stop bugging me). Anytime a guy takes you out an a Monday -he's practically making fun of you. I thought that was like a universally understood code. Apparently not. So at least she still goes around content -thinking we're dating. Not that I don't have a serious backup plan. I've had 2 dates now with the model (my last sexual encounter July 6th) that have actually been pretty fucking incredible. This was right after she returned from Europe (first Prague and then Montenegro -wherever the fuck that is). I even brought her home to see my place last Saturday night. She was pretty fucking impressed as she apparently hasn't even seen Hamlin's place yet (though they're good friends). She was really dying for another go at my "meat rocket?" (as she likes to refer to my cock) so we didn't stop to see if Hamlin was home on the way in. I think that weird expression must come from her original language (which is Slovak). I let her blow me on the couch for about 20 minutes. She also seemed pretty amazed when it took me less than 2 minutes to get fully hard. She wasn't really very successful at the blowjob, as I knew she wouldn't be (babes never are). I'm just too fucking thick. So I was never in any actual danger of cumming. I did however eat the fuck out of her beautiful pussy and worked my fingers in her so hard they were actually a little sore afterwards. She came plenty and leaked a shitload of pussy cum on my couch. Plenty enough that she didn't then beg me to fuck her, which would have been rather awkward.
I'm saving for the girls next weekend and have to admit its getting really hard (no pun intended). My balls are so full they're semi-sore right now. Although I know that feeling comes and goes. It will be bad for just a day or two and then fine for a long spell --weird. I have to sleep fully nude at this point (which I don't usually do since I keep the temperature in my condo next to freezing when I sleep at night during the summer). But right now I'm sleeping on my stomach (not that unusual for me) but with a pillow underneath my abs (and my cock tucked downward). I have trouble sleeping on my back and with any side position right now my balls are just too uncomfortable. But given that last night would have been day 40, that's probably not all that surprising. Anything for my Sorority girls.
And guess what, after checking out about 5 different costume places I decided to go with and was able to order an actual "Robin" costume from the original Batman series (which is supposed to be in Monday or Tuesday at the latest). After talking with a costume design guy at one of the places (who seemed pretty excited to learn what the costume will be for) he explained that I can just let the girls pull down the light GREEN tights from the top to my knees and can have the backs of the lower legs cut and held together with very thin velcro -that I could yank apart and get the whole thing off in like 3 seconds. I decided on the Robin since it's a great, bright DARING costume and I really think my bod should look pretty impressive in it (which after all is the whole point). And also since a friend on the site here was kind enough to give me a little TV history lesson. Apparently the actor who played in the original series was very well hung himself, and it caused all kinds of problems for the costume department and filming and staging of the scenes. So the more bulge I can show, the more authentic I'll be !!
I'm actually starting to get a little anxious (and pretty fucking excited too I'll admit). For the strip I have about a minute long bit of music from the original TV show that I'll use when I first come out. It's pretty funky cool in a dorky camp kind of way. Then I'm having a friend of mine do a mix into a Pitbull song which I'll keep a secret. But being that I'm from Miami rest assured that I can do some pretty serious fuckass dancing to it as required. As for what will come afterward-- I can't even think about it too much yet, otherwise I'll be hard all weekend. But then the girls have agreed to start sending me their pussy photos this weekend (that was one of my special requests). They don't have to show their face. They aren't even required by law or anything to send the P photos. I just thought it would be a nice gesture, especially since they've seen more than a few of my cock. I'm thinking about maybe putting up a separate page on my Tumblr site just for this (and their pussies). I also plan to go back onto my MySpace page and do some updating. I'd like to post text updates that night during the actual event itself. If all goes according to plan I should have a couple of minutes at least between rooms. I can share what pussy I'm headed towards number wise that I can also get matched up with it's pic on tumblr (or something like that).
I'll be headed to the campus on Thursday like I mentioned. I really need to get to know my way around. It's a huge campus. And it will certainly be good to talk to some people and visit some of the major campus bars or other hangouts. I'll certainly visit the local chapter of my Frat. I won't actually be staying on campus though of course. I've booked at a resort style establishment a bit out of town. To keep myself sane and clear my head when needed. I just really hope everything goes as planned. After all I'm really putting some time and effort into this. If so I'll likely be in "pussy paradise" for several hours. If not it could turn into an epic scandalous disaster than could possibly even get me arrested.
Update: yes I'm already up before 5:00 even though its Saturday. I'll be getting up this early every day through Thursday to try and get an extra workout in before the "event" now a week away. Getting up now is really the only way to get a good 10 mile run in I've discovered. It's relatively cool and often there's a slight breeze out. I'll usually head down towards Battery park and back. I just want to be in serious fucking shape endurance wise, not that such would be a problem at all really even without the extra run. A relatively long morning run also helps clear my head which has been dreaming of tender, blossoming slightly open pussy lips even a lot more so than usual. I keep imagining (and guessing) what the girls pussies are going to be like. Which is kind of stupid I'll admit. I even plan some different ways to enter and fuck them based on their general category of pussy (and there certainly are several major categories). But enough of this, time to head out. And oh yes. I didn't get fired at the dinner. Far from it -but I'll have to explain later. The still yawning city beckons.
Sunday @ 1:30 p.m.
Holy friggin HELL - I just now woke up!!!. I don't really feel that hung over though. Unfortunately this means that in order to get back on track and right with the world I'll have to spend nearly ALL friggin day at the gym. The serious one. So that means I have to go to Steel gym and deal with those fuckin gorillas for 3-4 hours. I'll come back for a lite bite to eat and rest for maybe a half hour then go for a serious swim (most likely MPHC). At least I can take the sports car there and not have to worry about it getting jacked (probably). If I'm feeling much better by then I'll finish up with the wall climbing. Which after all is about my favorite thing to do in life after deep 20 year old womb exploration. But first I really need a shower. Right now I have a feeling my sweaty man stench could probably drop a moose at about 50 paces.
I have been a good boy though and took my previous dinner date (the drunken cock monger from here at work) out to lunch on Monday, hoping she'd take the hint (and stop bugging me). Anytime a guy takes you out an a Monday -he's practically making fun of you. I thought that was like a universally understood code. Apparently not. So at least she still goes around content -thinking we're dating. Not that I don't have a serious backup plan. I've had 2 dates now with the model (my last sexual encounter July 6th) that have actually been pretty fucking incredible. This was right after she returned from Europe (first Prague and then Montenegro -wherever the fuck that is). I even brought her home to see my place last Saturday night. She was pretty fucking impressed as she apparently hasn't even seen Hamlin's place yet (though they're good friends). She was really dying for another go at my "meat rocket?" (as she likes to refer to my cock) so we didn't stop to see if Hamlin was home on the way in. I think that weird expression must come from her original language (which is Slovak). I let her blow me on the couch for about 20 minutes. She also seemed pretty amazed when it took me less than 2 minutes to get fully hard. She wasn't really very successful at the blowjob, as I knew she wouldn't be (babes never are). I'm just too fucking thick. So I was never in any actual danger of cumming. I did however eat the fuck out of her beautiful pussy and worked my fingers in her so hard they were actually a little sore afterwards. She came plenty and leaked a shitload of pussy cum on my couch. Plenty enough that she didn't then beg me to fuck her, which would have been rather awkward.
I'm saving for the girls next weekend and have to admit its getting really hard (no pun intended). My balls are so full they're semi-sore right now. Although I know that feeling comes and goes. It will be bad for just a day or two and then fine for a long spell --weird. I have to sleep fully nude at this point (which I don't usually do since I keep the temperature in my condo next to freezing when I sleep at night during the summer). But right now I'm sleeping on my stomach (not that unusual for me) but with a pillow underneath my abs (and my cock tucked downward). I have trouble sleeping on my back and with any side position right now my balls are just too uncomfortable. But given that last night would have been day 40, that's probably not all that surprising. Anything for my Sorority girls.
And guess what, after checking out about 5 different costume places I decided to go with and was able to order an actual "Robin" costume from the original Batman series (which is supposed to be in Monday or Tuesday at the latest). After talking with a costume design guy at one of the places (who seemed pretty excited to learn what the costume will be for) he explained that I can just let the girls pull down the light GREEN tights from the top to my knees and can have the backs of the lower legs cut and held together with very thin velcro -that I could yank apart and get the whole thing off in like 3 seconds. I decided on the Robin since it's a great, bright DARING costume and I really think my bod should look pretty impressive in it (which after all is the whole point). And also since a friend on the site here was kind enough to give me a little TV history lesson. Apparently the actor who played in the original series was very well hung himself, and it caused all kinds of problems for the costume department and filming and staging of the scenes. So the more bulge I can show, the more authentic I'll be !!
I'm actually starting to get a little anxious (and pretty fucking excited too I'll admit). For the strip I have about a minute long bit of music from the original TV show that I'll use when I first come out. It's pretty funky cool in a dorky camp kind of way. Then I'm having a friend of mine do a mix into a Pitbull song which I'll keep a secret. But being that I'm from Miami rest assured that I can do some pretty serious fuckass dancing to it as required. As for what will come afterward-- I can't even think about it too much yet, otherwise I'll be hard all weekend. But then the girls have agreed to start sending me their pussy photos this weekend (that was one of my special requests). They don't have to show their face. They aren't even required by law or anything to send the P photos. I just thought it would be a nice gesture, especially since they've seen more than a few of my cock. I'm thinking about maybe putting up a separate page on my Tumblr site just for this (and their pussies). I also plan to go back onto my MySpace page and do some updating. I'd like to post text updates that night during the actual event itself. If all goes according to plan I should have a couple of minutes at least between rooms. I can share what pussy I'm headed towards number wise that I can also get matched up with it's pic on tumblr (or something like that).
I'll be headed to the campus on Thursday like I mentioned. I really need to get to know my way around. It's a huge campus. And it will certainly be good to talk to some people and visit some of the major campus bars or other hangouts. I'll certainly visit the local chapter of my Frat. I won't actually be staying on campus though of course. I've booked at a resort style establishment a bit out of town. To keep myself sane and clear my head when needed. I just really hope everything goes as planned. After all I'm really putting some time and effort into this. If so I'll likely be in "pussy paradise" for several hours. If not it could turn into an epic scandalous disaster than could possibly even get me arrested.
Update: yes I'm already up before 5:00 even though its Saturday. I'll be getting up this early every day through Thursday to try and get an extra workout in before the "event" now a week away. Getting up now is really the only way to get a good 10 mile run in I've discovered. It's relatively cool and often there's a slight breeze out. I'll usually head down towards Battery park and back. I just want to be in serious fucking shape endurance wise, not that such would be a problem at all really even without the extra run. A relatively long morning run also helps clear my head which has been dreaming of tender, blossoming slightly open pussy lips even a lot more so than usual. I keep imagining (and guessing) what the girls pussies are going to be like. Which is kind of stupid I'll admit. I even plan some different ways to enter and fuck them based on their general category of pussy (and there certainly are several major categories). But enough of this, time to head out. And oh yes. I didn't get fired at the dinner. Far from it -but I'll have to explain later. The still yawning city beckons.
Sunday @ 1:30 p.m.
Holy friggin HELL - I just now woke up!!!. I don't really feel that hung over though. Unfortunately this means that in order to get back on track and right with the world I'll have to spend nearly ALL friggin day at the gym. The serious one. So that means I have to go to Steel gym and deal with those fuckin gorillas for 3-4 hours. I'll come back for a lite bite to eat and rest for maybe a half hour then go for a serious swim (most likely MPHC). At least I can take the sports car there and not have to worry about it getting jacked (probably). If I'm feeling much better by then I'll finish up with the wall climbing. Which after all is about my favorite thing to do in life after deep 20 year old womb exploration. But first I really need a shower. Right now I have a feeling my sweaty man stench could probably drop a moose at about 50 paces.
