New times have come when they began to get acquainted through the Internet. For this, numerous dating sites have been created. A completely inconvenient way, because it turns out that you are buying a pig in a poke. The photo does not represent the person. Nonsense turns out, something like "meeting through lonely-hearts dating." I was interested in straight people and men from the Caucasus. Naturally, almost all of them went to these sites in order to receive material assistance, that is, money, as a rule is not very large sums.
I will say in advance that I have not had almost a single acquaintance on the Internet. A stupid situation arises when you need to arrange a preliminary meeting, i.e. meet a person somewhere on neutral territory in order to see and appreciate him. If I don’t like him, then I need to look for a polite form of refusal, and if I doesn’t like him and I don’t fit, then this is also somehow not very pleasant. This happened once - I went to a meeting with one person who "rejected" me. I returned home as if drenched in slop. Another time, a guy came to my house, whose photo on the site was someone else's. He said, "yes, that's what I look like." I had to pay him something and send him away.
But my biggest mistake was with a paratrooper. On the photo he looked very impressive - in uniform, in a blue beret. It was indicated that he was tall, about two meters, weighing about 100 kg ... He found me himself and began to write persistently, offer services. Well, I thought I won’t regret any money paid for such a paratrooper. This is what I have dreamed of all my life!
Here he calls already on the mobile. He needs it urgently. I ask how much it will cost. He names a very large amount. I express surprise. To which he replies: “Don’t you understand, I’m straight, I’m from the Air Forces!”. That is, "I'm worth a lot."
I agreed. I decided that once in my life I can spend money on this. He came. Really tall and big. However, when he undressed, I was shocked. It was a completely shapeless pile, a bag, without a single visible muscle, all white, without a single hair on the body. Sort of like a sumo wrestler.
He lay down on the sofa. His dick is a dangling rag, no hard-on. Well, then I quickly realized that this was my big mistake and that I needed to get out of it somehow urgently, I had to curtail this business. It seems that I touched "for the sake of decency" his dick with my lips, a lifeless thing. Nothing moved there. But that didn't matter anymore. I came up with something like I’m supposedly out of sorts now, that I can’t fuck, that “it’s better another time.” But that I will pay him, as agreed. In short, I paid him a decent amount of money and sent him on his way. You have to pay for mistakes. There is such an item of expenditure in life - "mistakes".
Later one of my friends scolded me - “have you not seen these paratroopers bathing in fountains on the day of the Air Forces? Haven't you seen those disgusting and un-sexy hulks? I have seen. Here they are.
But this cheeky type about a month later wrote to me again – “do you want to repeat it”. "Repeat what?" I asked him? After all, we didn’t fuck, we didn’t do anything!
By the way, after this stupid meeting with the paratrooper, I once again confirmed my opinion that it is better not to deal with Russians. Russians don’t have a proper hard-on or it’s very weak or it needs to be “lifted” with incredible efforts, after which it falls again. Let them better fuck women (there is evidence that they have problems with women too - feeble erection).
But later some acquaintances through the Internet did happen. However, in a different way - through an intermediary. More on that later.
