The Long Fuck Goodbye

His name is Keith. I met him in January of this year when he came over to fuck me. And we’ve been hooking up fairly regularly ever since (even with Covid, although that did slow it down a bit).

But last night was our final get together as he’s moving.

He (and his partner) moved here for his partner’s job the tail end of last year. And before you get your panties in a wad, yes. They’re completely open. While they love each other, they just don’t have sex anymore. Which is where I come in.

Well— technically he was the one coming in. Ha!

Anyway. Keith and I hit it off pretty well. He’s an artist (originally went to art school). He was also going back to school (potentially for nursing) while here. Plus he’s younger than me and a beardy otter biker guy who likes to top. So.. win-win-win-win.

We would also have good pillow talk afterward- just relaxing and chatting about stuff. Laughing. Cuddling. All the icky fun stuff.

Occasionally we’d have food or watch a movie. Depending on his free time.

But alas. All good things come to an end. Covid sort of wrecked his partner’s job here. So they’re going to move back to California. With some interim family visiting and other steps for Keith along the way. He leaves next week.

So last night was kind of our farewell fuck. It’s left me a bit melancholy to be honest. It was nice to hang out with someone that I like-liked and to have rendezvousez that I looked forward to.

We plan to keep in touch through social media and text, but I don’t know when I’ll see him in person again. Or if.

I’ll leave you with this. This is a piece he did for an art installation that was about gay sexuality and culture. It’s sort of a quirky self-portrait and absolutely love it.

About cb

Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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