What time is it..., oh yeah.....

Ok, well I am sitting here at work, bored out of my skull! I work nights mostly, and after about 1800, it gets very quiet. Still I have had a pretty good day. I took my jeep in to get it’s WoF (Warrant of Fitness), and it passed with flying colours. The reason why this is so good, is because, I had some fears that it was not going to!

Well it is a 4wd, so it bounces around a lot, and a convertible…, YAY! So anyways…, the last few weeks, that sway seemed to be getting worse. I took it into a suspension place and they said that bushes were well worn, so that was a worry. Especially seeing as it would cost me about a grand to get the fucker fixed. I was massively stressed out, because I don’t have that kind of money to spare at the moment. It was getting so bad, that I wasn’t sleeping properly and having mild panic attacks. Very crap!

So here is a bad pic of my jeep….

The reason for all the stress, is that I can’t afford to be without my vehicle either, as it is the only viable transport to work. If I was to take public transport it would cost me $24nz and about an hour and three quarters, to take two busses, and two trains, one way! Grasping fuckers!!! Isn’t public transport supposed to be cheap??

Right then…, trucking along…

I was chatting with a mate last night over coffee, and somehow the conversation got onto best “Experiences”. I hadn’t thought about this one for some time, and it struck me as soon as I started talking about it. So much so that the feeling, smells, sounds, started flooding back in like a tsunami. So I thought I would share….

I was eighteen, first year out of high school, not long after my discharge from the army. My B/F and I were sitting on the front porch of my flat, enjoying a beer. He had just finished mowing the lawns, having only just beaten the mid summer rain shower (More drizzle really as it was so hot that day). You know that smell that you get with freshly mown grass, sort of a yummy minty smell…, anyways, I have always loved that smell. So much that it generally always makes me pretty frisky.

So after another beer, my b/f and I end up making out on the porch couch. The smell is really getting to me by this point. So I stand up and go out into the warm rain. Having stood it was clear how excited I was, and so with a look that would make a siren proud, I beckoned him to follow me. We were already both topless, due to the heat…, mid twenties celsius I think. I pulled him into a loving embrace, as our lips met.

With the water from the warm, light summer rain, streaming off of us, I slid slowly to my knees taking his boardies with me. Now he didn't have the biggest cock in the world, but my god was it beautiful!  Uncut like me, and not too long. So anyways, I start slowly licking his cock up and down, then unable to help myself I stuck it to the hilt, down my throat. After a couple of minutes hard out sucking I feel him tense up, and I take a deep breath just before he shoots. We both collapse onto the fresh lawn and procede to snuggle into each other.  As we make out some more he slides his hand down my boardies and returns the favour. Not long after that, he pulls me onto my belly and drags my boardies down to my ankles. He then slides ontop of me and I feel him enter me slowly. 


Apart from the very upset, and gawking old lady that was passing by and stopped for the floor show! That was the best sex I have ever had. 

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Just by the way, I have no intention of ever using the names of the people I am describing in memories, nor do I intend to post nude pictures. Just thought I should tell you that up front.