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When did I get so lucky? I know! When you get your heart broken, a cutie comes to the rescue to make you forget the other guy.

I was seeing this French boy who looked like Timothée Chalamet (I’m not exaggerating) for a few months until he started getting distant. He said his work is getting stressful and that his personal life is a mess. And even though I like him a lot, it seems like the more I try to be there for him, the more he pushes me away. So I stopped the communication. And then he messaged me this:

But it’s already too late. In my own narrative, it’s best to save my heart before it gets more complicated and harder to get out.

It’s true when they say that the thing that makes you happy can be the same thing that makes you sad. I grieved for the potential loss of spending great time with him. I wasn’t finding any thrill in talking to people on Grindr or Tinder. I didn’t want to go out on dates nor meet random people for sex.

And then there’s this guy on Twitter who messaged me. When he sent me the first message, I thought of just replying to appreciate the kind words. And then he offered to meeting me in person despite not knowing how I look like. I ignored of course. But when he sent me his photo, suddenly, I got a feeling that I should meet him. There’s something about his eyes that speaks to me. Like I had to meet this guy:

And it happened in opportune time. My boss gave me a pair of movie tickets expiring in two days time. I messaged three different people and all of them couldn’t make it in such a short notice. So I thought, let me ask him if he’s available. They said never do a first date in the cinema but I was not exactly looking for a boyfriend so why not? Long story short, and the universe conspired, he’s free. And we made it work.

When I saw him for the first time, I was excited to see he looks as good as he was in his photo. Boyish charm, smooth clear skin, swimmer’s bod. I asked him, why did he want to meet me? I really like your posts. Your body too. Hehe.

That’s sweet. We went for a quick dinner and saw the new Terminator movie.

Inside the cinema, he spread his legs pretty wide that his right leg touched my left. I was wearing shorts so it felt good to feel his warm leg next to mine. I rested my left hand on his thigh. He reciprocated with his right hand on my bare thigh. Slowly, he squeezed them and ran his fingers higher and higher near my groin. I was getting hard. And he felt the tip of me penis on his hand. He looked at me. I looked back. And we kissed. The movie hadn’t even passed 5 minutes. We were already passionately making out despite of other people in the cinema.

He couldn’t control himself, he grabbed my dick and started making his way inside my grey gym shorts. You’re not wearing any underwear? He asked.

Nope. Naughty boy.

He popped my dick outside my shorts and it glistened with the lights coming off from the cinema screen. If there were night cctv camera, the whole action would have been on video. And I must say it’s pretty hot. He looked at my dick and I whispered in his ears: I want to fuck you so bad.

sgsilverleo

i need more of this

cutiewithahotbootie

Suck my d, Tumblr 😤

sgsilverleo

I want to, too.

my favourite tumblr to download jgv videos from has vanished like thanos snap. any recommendations for any other sites?

goddessofpenises

fratbro96

“ My Dorm Roommate Loves To Kiss Guys “

sgsilverleo

need a roommate

royalharkinian

If we’re all going down I'm going the way I lived, making shitty memes in the face of peril.

that-twink-over-there

This is a MASTERPIECE

OMG !

I FUCKING LOVE THIS

full of win

Remember in 2012 when tumblr shut down for like an hour and everyone freaked the fuck out because “NOT OUR PRECIOUS TUMBLR!!!!” and now we’re all just

stylishjunkdrawer

has this been done yet

zykova

Gentlemen, it has been a privilege reblogging with you tonight.

hoehoeyeah

@6-sg is gone. Again.

sgsilverleo

This time, it's less sad cos we all will be too.

werewolf-himbo

“hey I probably dont need to jerk off. It’s really late anyway”

*logs onto Tumblr and sees what you sinners are posting*

“well fuck”

After December 17th:

so @coolestninja1242 texted me last night “deer but instead of antlers…arms” and i’m like “i have to draw that. i can’t not draw that.” so you can blame this nightmare fuel monstrosity on her lol

antique-scarecrow

it started so majestic and then turned into this

all86-love

マッチョだったのか😱

fuckyeahfuckstory

I want this doraemon!

sgsilverleo

i would reach into his pocket all the time

just-call-me-ella

A post about romantic relationships

so I’ve been in a relationship for 5 years now. And I see a lot of posts about how people think relationships mean having butterflies forever, your heart beating faster when they walk into a room, about cuddling together every night, legs intertwined, that you’d be so happy to live together you’d sleep on a double bed with each other every night.

And its not really like that, at least not to me.

You stop getting the butterflies when you live together. Your heart no longer speeds up when you see them, but instead, everything calms down. When youre in the room with them, you feel calm, and secure. When you cuddle them you feel your heart beat slow, and the sound of their breathing carry you towards comfort. It doesnt feel like a roller coaster anymore, it feels like home.

You don’t sleep curled up with each other every night, legs twisted between theirs so tight its hard to tell where yours begin and theirs end.

Instead, you sleep comfortably, side by side, sometimes facing different directions. But every night, you find yourself scooting backwards on the bed so you bump into them. You snuggle against their arm, or stroke their hair as they fall asleep. There are nights when my boyfriend, in his sleep, reaches around me and pulls me to him, like a child with his teddybear, like I am his comfort.

In the wee hours of the morning before the dawn breaks, when the world is blue and you see through cracked eyes, you curl into their chest and inhale their scent before drifting back to sleep.

Kisses aren’t always romantic and firey anymore. But there are so much more of them now. There are cold kisses when you’re eating ice cream in the summer, and sticky kisses over breakfast pancakes. There’s “im leaving now” kisses, and “one more kiss before you go” kisses. There’s sleepy morning kisses before work, when you don’t remember the alarm going off but instead the press of their lips against yours is what brings you into the day.

There’s kisses before sleep, and, you are so sweet with the things you do kisses. There’s kisses because you treat animals so tenderly, and I’m so glad i’m with you and not someone else kisses. There’s quick kisses in the aisles of the grocery store, when its loud and you gravitate together, when instead of having your own personal space and their own personal space, its both of yours together, and you step into their chest to take up less area together.

You don’t always text each other with confessions of love and care like you used to, because that’s a given now, and you’ve moved on to quirky inside jokes about the life youve built together. You share looks of exasperation and amusement in public, your own little world against the outside one.

Relationships aren’t always a fairy tale. They’re not always fireworks and sparks, at least, after the start.

But they are a quiet rhythm and hum of love and care. It’s not a fire in your soul, but one in your hearth, keeping you warm and comfortable, comforting you as you drowsily drift into sleep.

And I love that.