Thursday, November 09, 2023

- November 09, 2023

I remember meeting this one older man a few times. I do not recall how many times I met him in the Walgreens parking lot. He drove me to his house. There was a room with a large computer screen on a large television. I took off all of my clothes and sat in a chair. He was between my legs, sucking my cock.

After I finished in his mouth he sat nearby and I sat in that chair with no clothes. I don't know why I was so confident sitting in that chair with no clothes.

He stopped talking to me for no reason but I am glad that I never saw him again.

I do not remember when I began meeting older men and having them suck my cock. I have not met that many old men but it was more than one.

Most of them I only met with once.

I remember sitting there with my cock in their mouth.

I wonder what they were thinking when they met me.

People in church buildings go by appearances. They like people who appear to be religious.

I've had an older man who appeared to be one thing when in a church building and another way when he brought me to his house.

I was thinking about the idea of having a first boyfriend.

I would very much like to see his cock on the first date. Not sex. I just want to see if I am attracted to his dick. I mean if we do like each other I am going to see his cock often and I want to know upfront whether or not I like his cock.

I had a strange dream. In my dream, everyone would die at a certain time on a certain date. I remember thinking in that moment, just prior to death, about what death would be like.

Looking back I can see the signs of being Autistic. I wonder why I was never diagnosed. I guess it was because I only went to a doctor when I was sick. I was placed in a hospital when I was younger for a few weeks. I have no idea why I was there but after the hospital, I went to a counselor for years afterward. At first, it was in a small group and then it was one-on-one.

I am considering going somewhere tomorrow.

I am going after a free lunch on Saturday.

One Summer, years ago, I held your cock in my hands, we were alone in your room, I was nervous but I was in love with you.

On your bed, I played with you, and then one night I placed you in my mouth.

A summer of discovery. A summer spent with my best friend. We did so much but never talked about anything.

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