Kiss and Tell

When I spoke to Randy (the puerto rican prospect from Match) over the weekend we made tentative plans to meet up on Wednesday. He said he'd call Monday to set something specific. Monday no call. Tuesday no call. So, Tuesday night I called, no answer, I left a message asking if he still wants to meet on Wednesday.

He texted me back at 2am saying "ummmmm yea". 2am? On a weeknight? What was he doing until 2am that that was the earliest he was available to reply? Whatever...

As I leave work Wednesday afternoon, he called. I was running a couple errands, and had my hands full at the moment, so I called him back when I got home (about 4:30 - not much later than usual). We went back and forth a little bit about where to meet and what to have for dinner. I asked if he wanted to meet by me, by him, or somewhere in the middle. He laughed and said, guess which he'd prefer. We ended up agreeing to the "middle" option, but that put us in nothingness. My side of middle was a mall near Marlborough, and his side of middle was the town of Lowell. Neither of us know Lowell at all, so when I said there's Bertucci's and Olive Garden at the mall, he jumped at Olive Garden. I did point out that I prefer local restaurants to chains, but agreed there aren't any other options at that distance.

I went online for a little while he got ready. He called back about 5:30 to say he was leaving his place, and put the address in his nav system. I finished up online, then tidied up the place a little, and got ready. I stopped off at Block5 (yum) for some holiday gift cards. I know, I know, I don't like gift cards either, but they are very appropriate for certain situations (such as coworkers and friends who you know LIKE eating there). The hot waiter from my last trip there was working again, but he didn't notice me. Damn it.

Then I headed over to the OG. My friend Nish called while I was driving, so I sat in the parking lot for a little while finishing up with that conversation. We are meeting up on Friday night, and he offered to take me to the airport on Saturday. Well, actually he offered to take me to the South Station and catch the Silver Line, but close enough. I went in the restaurant after finishing the call, assuming I may as well put my name in for the wait, but there was no wait. It was snowing already. I was actually surprised Randy agreed to meet up. I called to see where he was, and he didn't know, but thought it would be close. He was wrong. Twenty minutes later, he finally made it to the restaurant.

Our waitress was very nice, but it was her first night, and she apologized for EVERYTHING, even if it wasn't an issue. The food was typical, and we had a nice time talking. The conversation turned to his testicles at one point, so we were apparently comfortable together! After dinner we headed into the mall, and I picked up a bag of assorted truffles from Lindt. I also grabbed some fun magnets and a Stewie Griffen glass at Newbury Comics. We also stopped in at Best Buy and I returned my memory card adapter for the PS3. I was thinking there might be an issue, but there wasn't. (You need this $15 gadget to upload your old PS and PS2 memory card data into the PS3's internal hard drive. Then there's really no need to EVER use it again. But apparently nobody realized it is a prime candidate for returns, and they accepted it no problem.) We wandered into Banana Republic, just for the fun of it. As we walked past the full-length mirror he pointed to his crotch and commented on how the fading pattern in the cloth over the zipper made it always look like the fly was open when he catches a view in a mirror out of the corner of his eye. I commented he was just trying to get me to stare at his crotch. He laughed!

After leaving the mall, it was snowing a little harder, so I assumed he'd want to head home, but he was up for doing something else. I asked what. He said I had to decide, since we were in my area. I said there were three choices. Dessert place, bar, or my place. He said he wasn't hungry and didn't want to drink, so how about going back to my place and playing some PS3. We came back to my place, and played Burnout and Lair. I was a little flirty, and leaned against his leg after a little while, but he didn't seem to push any physical contact. I was trying to let him to lead, since he had said he was somewhat 'inexperienced' but he was going just a little TOO slowly. About 1am he said he should head out, but didn't make any move to get off the couch. I moved in for a kiss, and he immediately started making out. We did that for a while, and I was enjoying it quite a bit. He moved into 'riding' position, which starts to sound off those "big o' bottom" warning sirens. But I ended up turning it into me sucking him off! Which I also enjoyed quite a bit. It has been a while since I've been with someone I enjoyed sucking. Even Lebanese Bottom Boy, who had the perfect deep-throat shaped penis was not as inspiring!

As he got in his car to drive home, about 2:30am, I made sure to say "Nice to meet you!" He thought that was funny. Here's the profile pic that grabbed my attention in the first place. (And, yes, he watches Red Sox...)