Too many drugs. Too long out of work. Too much whinging and whining about life. Too much drinking. Too many weekend benders. Too little money coming in to our household to support those kinds of things.
Which all leads to my cock not wanting anything to do with him.
Add to that the weight gain of late and you've got a recipe for impotency. Which of course is not happening with The Kid. I never have a problem getting it up with him. But then, his behaviour has been a little more normal.
With Boofhead getting a job today, things may change. I am not holding my breath, but things may change. This little three-way relationship only works with three, not two. It was working with just Boof and me. And it won't work with just The Kid and me. It has to be three or none at all.
Looking forward to see what happens in the coming weeks as Boof gets back in to a more regular routine... and I get back to mine. I am sick of having him around the house all day (I work from home). I want my space back. I nearly got it back today... and then The Kid was sent home sick from work.
Naturally we had sex.
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