I don’t work in a mine or something such as that, but this is a position that holds innumerable duties, including the supports of hundreds, if not a huge number of those who work under me. I work pretty much 15 hours a day, http://nudism.name/nudism.html per week. I also have a family that I see in passing; I think I have three kids at the moment, one girl and two boys. My wife used to be hot when I married her, but I haven’t seen her in three months and she could have grown an arm out of the side of the head, I probably would have missed it. I’m telling you all of this because you need to understand why I go on a one-week holiday every year, all alone.
I take no one. I usually do not take my wife. I definitely do not take the youngsters. I don’t take my mobile or my computer. As far as everyone I know is worried, I don’t exist for those 7 days. And I make it my business to go somewhere where it is exceedingly unlikely I’ll meet any Americans. I don’t need to hear our accents and I do not need to feel like I am on the exact same planet as the folks I interact with during the other 358 days of the year. Last year, for example, I went to Croatia, this small state somewhere in the Mediterranean, a great little nation with great beachfront and with astonishing food. But all of the tourist items does not matter. What matters is that my life changed while there. But I’m getting ahead of myself
I got to this small place where I was staying early in the morning. The sun was just coming out and I decided to take a walk down the shore before anyone gets up and comes to the beach. I was tired as hell and I lit up a smoke as I was walking down the shore. There was no one there. Literally no one. A number of seagulls and that was that.
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Click to viewAnd then I saw a body in the distance, coming towards me. A jogger. As he was getting nearer to me, I can affirm to you that I really could see the planet in slomo. As he was running past me, I could see his sculpted body perfectly under his sweaty clothes. I could smell him, I really could feel his heat. And then he passed me and I forgot it by the time I got to the hotel.
The following day, I went swimming early in the morning and at the exactly the same time, he came running past. I watched him again and I realized that he was watching me. Now, for a guy who has never had any gay experiences in his life, I was a little confused that I was checking out this guy, this blonde cut hunk that was running all sweaty past me every morning. I didn’t know what to think. I mean, I was not afraid or anything like that, I’m not an asshole. But it was confusing, that’s for sure.
The following morning, as I was taking http://x-topless.com swim, my new friend did not come running. He came by boat and simply showed me with a gesture he needs me to come into the boat with him. I did it. I don’t know why, but I did it. He told me his name was Andrei in the most amazing Russian accent English I had ever heard and I told him my name. I asked him where we were going and he told me that I’d see.
When we got there, I recognized that it was this little, completely secluded beach where no one has set their foot in decades and where no one could possibly drift to. We disembarked and as we got to the shore, Andrei undressed and stood there before me, completely nude, with small beads of perspiration running down his torso and with his fat cock hanging down. You can just imagine what occurred that day and I can tell you that this, my first encounter, was something that I never dreamt would occur, let alone with a total stranger, a Russian guy even. It was the best day of my life. And that is him. That is my Andrei.