I made it back to Colorado and I wasn’t molested by the TSA or US Immigration. After all my nervousness the immigration officer didn’t ask me a single question and I breezed through it.
Now I can stay in the the US until May 20th – woohooo!!!
Kip picked me up from the airport and by the time we got home we could barely keep our hands out of each others jeans and we went straight at it. Since then I think I have cum 8 times all at the hand, or mouth or arse of Kip.
We ended up drinking too much and staying up far too late and today I woke up thinking it was about 10am. It was 4pm!!!! I’m blaming jetlag. It is a bummer because I really wanted to go for a snowboard this morning before tucking into some work this arvo.
I have an english couple I know from way back arriving this arvo – no hanky panky with them (I don’t expect anyway). However, I just got an email from the couple I met online and they sent through some fotos – they are hot!!! I’ll write more about them tomorrow.
I love sex.
There is no other way to put it. It is hard to value something different in comparison (ie – if I had to give up snowboarding or sex which one would I choose?). That is a tough question. If I had sex on tap I’d probably give up snowboarding…. but sex on tap is not something that I have for any great stretch of time.
The two days I spent with Mark (my new photographer) were amazing and filled with mindblowing sex. I’m comfortable with my ‘experience’ level but being in mountain towns there are gaps between great sexual partners. Mark, living in Sydney, gets sex whenever he wants it – and he likes sex too so he gets it a lot!!!
It is not very often that I get to hang out with openly gay friends and I was immersed in it in Sydney. Just the openness regarding sex and sexuality is something that I wasn’t brought up with and is not something that surrounds me. It was amazing!!! To the point of being infectious.
Right now I’m on the Central Coast and hour and a half north of Sydney – ever since I got here it has been raining but I still went for a swim this morning. The rain is supposed to continue which is a bit of a bummer (not really speedo tan kind of weather). I wasn’t going to go back to Sydney except to fly out but I think I might drop in and visit Mark for a day or two before I go. I’ll have a sore butt after the 15hr flight so I might as well get some enjoyment out of it.
I’m sitting here on the 17th floor of an inner city Sydney apartment just before 9am.
I can just see the Harbour Bridge and less than 30 minutes ago Mark (new photographer) sucked my cock dry. Welcome to Sydney.
Yesterday was a HUGE day – 15hr flight from San Fran to here, add in the flight from Denver and the shuttle from Breckenridge and you have a 32 hr day from when I left Breckenridge to when I went to bed last night.
Mark, whom I know from my triathlon days back on the Gold Coast, picked me up from the airport and we went straight to Bondi beach. I haven’t been to Bondi and it was packed but very speedo friendly (I wore a pair of blank spank lycra speedos – Mark work a pair of AussieBum Portsea’s – you know I love my Portsea’s). Surprisingly the water was a little cold but it was great to be back on the beach and in a speedo.
Then Mark had a few friends around for a BBQ dinner – by now I was really struggling and on top of that we started playing some cards (Euchre). This went on until Mark and I finally won around 11pm.
I was looking forward to having some fun with Mark and his AussieBum’s but I was just dead and went to bed alone.
This morning however, I woke up a little early and made my way into his room and started sucking him off and he spun me around (he is a bigger guy than me – he is 6 foot 5) and started 69’ing.
He had to get to work but I’ve got a feeling this is going to be a fun trip.
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