The Reason For My Good Mood At This Early Hour...

I have recently had a mind blowing foursome with Harry, his girlfriend, her best mate, and myself. It was a... spontaneous decision. I was doing my usual late night sessions on Facebook, and Harry pops up on chat. At first it's niceties, the normal hello's, how are you's and such until he drops in the most random question that I have ever had online. "Do you wanna meet for some fun with my girl and her mate?" I, off all things, took a step back. Jesus, he must of said something now, so I asked. "Yeah, she knows." "I take it it's her idea?" "No, her mate's." uh-huh. "OK...where are we gonna meet?" "My place."

Shit. I wasn't expecting this, to be honest I wasn't prepared for it. So, picking up my keys and the usual crap I carry when out, I head to his. On the way, I was thinking if this was a joke, some prank on his behalf, he has pulled that on people from time to time. It wasn't. AS soon as I knocked on the door, I was being snogged by his Tammy's, Harry's girl's, mate Rachel. She intro'd herself, and pulled me into the living room, where Harry and Tammy were waiting. Tammy slapped me when she saw me, then kissed me. She said she didn't like the fact that I condoned his actions, but liked the fact I kept him right. I had to stop everything for a moment (Rachel was starting to kiss Harry, I was guessing that this sort of thing happened before), and asked if this was for real. Harry merely said "Yes." Alright then, I thought, who shall I have first...

This was my first four-way, and I have never felt so euphoric, no erotic, in my life. To feel Harry between my thighs, while Tammy's legs were wrapped around my face, was something else. Of course, toys were involved. We experimented with different positions, Harry having a vibe inside his arse while I devoured his cock. Tammy writhed in pleasure as I  thrusted into her pussy, Rachel feeding a thick, black dildo into her other hole. Stepping back while Rachel and Tammy, played with each other, Harry walking around, taking every angle of the events unfolding in front of us. Having Rachel against the wall, never slowing, never stopping. Harry taking a vibe to me, while feeding his own in as well. It all felt so natural. To be played with, to see a blond and a brunette fighting over my dick. To have Harry explode all over me, and to have both girls lick their way around my body...To have three gleaming holes wanting me to pleasure them. To cum over the faces of all three, damn I have never came so hard in my life...

It was the most intense sex session I have had in a long while, and I gave Harry a text, thanking him for the unexpected fun. He said to me: "No problem, maybe we could all do it again sometime." Oh I hope so Harry, I hope so...

Friday Fill Ins!

1. Strawberries -- the best food to take on a picnic.
2. Summer loving ;).
3. I bloody hate flip flops.

4. To love someone is to understand them.
5. There is nothing better than a long hike.
6. When I crave food, it's usually cheddar (I don't know why, I just love cheese!).
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to meeting an old friend, tomorrow my plans include total, self-indulgent laziness and Sunday, I want to have some fun!

Enjoy this week's Friday Fill-In's! (Thanks Janet!)

The Feeling...

I'm getting bored. I'm getting bored with life, the people around me, the things that I normally take great pleasure in (with the exception of sex, that is my only saving grace...), all of it is starting to get...well, dull. It starting to look like I need a change of pace, a change of scenery even, and I know that the little getaway I have planned with Aimee ain't going to be enough. These four beige walls are starting to close in a little bit. It ain't too bad at the moment, but with all things considered...

I'm starting to feel like how I was when I first started this blog over a year ago, all down trodden and weary. Weary, what a word to put up. I feel old again, as old as the trees that line my road. One of the guys from the hostel, not sure who, I was pretty bladdered by that point, said to me that all I needed was a pipe and a pair of slippers and I'll be sorted. Yeah, like I want to make a career in armchair relaxing and a spot of tea and crumpets on a Thursday afternoon. I need the inspiration to feel young again. Damn, I'm twenty one next week, and I feel ready to pick out my favourite coffin! Hell, maybe I just need a kick in the backside or something. If only I could find that spark to light my life up again, maybe that could be the thing that I need. Who knows. I am told that I will get my life on course, and I hope that I do, but this journey has taken it's toll on me to no end. I still keep going, pushing as hard as I can, yet I do it without that old edge I used to have a long time ago.

Maybe I'll figure it out, but for now, I need to get something going. God knows what though. Any ideas people?