I am 35 and single. The dating scene has been a fucking nightmare. I tried the Internet but ended with stalkers or women with so much baggage they needed an extra car to carry it around. Deciding it was best to just get to know me. I went out earlier getting a few porno flicks planning on jacking myself off until I couldn't stand up.
Holding a bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and my cock in the other, I began watching the movies. One nasty little bitches after another getting fucked. I was really into beating my meat when the doorbell rang. Who the hell could be here at this time of night, I thought? Slipping on my shorts, I went to the door to see a pizza delivery guy standing there.
"Hey man I got your pizza that will be $11.45." He said and stared at me. He could not help but notice my cock was hard because the big purple head was peaking out of the top of my shorts. "Hey if you don't have the money we can work out a deal. What you watching over there? This is my last delivery for the night."
I was damned near drunk and not sure what to say to this guy. He was about twenty-five years old, six feet tall, and firm from head to toe for a guy I guess he was sexy. What the fuck maybe we could fist fuck to these movies together. "I am watching porn flicks and drinking man you want a drink?"
"Sure pour me one dude." He went over to the couch and made himself comfortable turning up the sound on the fuck flick. "Hurry man you are missing some good shit," he yelled into the kitchen. I walked back and plopped down on the couch to notice he had taken off his shirt and was just sitting in his shorts. "Hey my name is Brain."