Chapter 18: Drunk & Wild

Sandro

I'm not mad at Baldo, it is just that I do miss him, it's been years since the last time I saw his perfect smile that will lighten my depressing days, his kisses that make me forget all my problems, and his hugs and cuddles that let me know that it is us against the world and not just me, that I am not alone. He always finds a way to make me feel special, whenever I'm with him it feels like I'm the most precious person in the world. That's what I miss about him, that's why I couldn't stay mad at him any longer because after all, I still truly love him. Though I must admit that I was disappointed that I can't get laid tonight, I was looking forward to being with him. It's been so long since the last time we had sex, and him stopping me from devouring his muscular body, in the middle of my erect penis is so frustrating. I was contemplating if I'll resort to masturbating my dick but I am not used to using my hand to cum.