Out in the dark, standing by a college track area at midnight, I was wondering why in the Hell I was doing this again. And when Oliver turned up with barely anything on, I remembered the whole reason.
Oliver was a 19 year old tight bodied boy whose time in dance club had given him one of the best asses id ever come across. He had hit me up on grindr a few months back and we had settled into messing around every couple of weeks.
This had increased when Oliver discovered I enjoyed his kinks as was wanting to please him. After all, I’m a 31 year old bi male still working on self esteem and image issues. And my libido runs sky high.
So here we are again, meeting up to play a game Oliver loves. He steps down to a thong and running shoes, boldly bare on a cool summer’s night. And then he begins to lightly jog. As we had discussed, I begin to jog after him.