Meet Leo, my newest guest blogger! Leo’s losing his guest blogging virginity today, I get to pop his cherry. It’s a special moment, I promised to be gentle.
Leo brought his Naughty Thursday post here this week. Enjoy his post, and don’t forget to visit his blog, Doggy’s Style! Oh and be gentle with him.
I was a young and innocent city boy, going to college and living a regular life.
I was single, young and innocent, and this is how the story started.
I met a guy at a NYE party, we were at a club in NYC. He was a friend of a friend of mine, we hit it off, we danced, laughed and drank. We said good night and we went to our respective homes.
“Hey, I hope I didn’t wake you up. Feel like hanging out later today, a coffee, a movie, you decide.”
He sent that message at noon. What kind of person he thought I was, sleeping at noon? I wake up early, I’m boring and like to be up early even I went to bed at 7am.
“Sure, I let you treat me to a tall caramel frappuccino with a shot of Irish cream” – I was not kidding.
“Ok, let’s meet up at Union Sq. at 2pm” – Damn! He could have paid for lunch, I should’ve said it!
I sorta had an idea of what he looked like, but we all know that alcohol lowers our standards and makes us easy. I tamed the beast on me and was ready for a big disappointment. Innocent I was.
I got there 5 minutes early, he arrived 2 minutes after. Good, he was on time, I appreciated that.
“Hello Lady, nice meeting you sober” I said
“I was not that drunk, but nice to meet you too. I like you have no shame, you asked me to pay for your drink before meeting up, it could have been lunch”
Damn it! I learned the hard way.
“I’d never do such thing, but since you are insisting I let you buy me a 30 days Metrocard”
He knew I was kidding, so we laughed it out.
Isn’t it cute when you are in that flirting period on which anything goes?
We had our coffee, I paid for both (I’d feel too embarrassed if he had paid. I could hear him talk to my friend later “That guy Leo, is he a hobo or what?”)
We walked around and then sat down to “people watch” and talk.
We met up at least 10 times before (did I hear blue balls?) finally taking it to next level.
It was after a show we went to see. We were around my place and he asked if he could come up.
“Yeah, but take your shoes off, don’t want you to ruin my carpet”
We went upstairs, we talked a bit more and moved to the room, I took a shower (don’t worry I won’t get too graphic but it’s an important part of the story), then he took a shower and friends, what’s coming up I promise it’s true:
“Leo, you wanna join me?” He said
I don’t know what kind of two-bit hoe he thought I was, but he was right.
“I just took a shower, but I don’t mind taking another” -(yeah I was horny damn it!)
We started doing what grown ups do and I kid you not, nothing in this life prepared me for what I was about to hear:
I jumped back and started to laugh. I had a laugh attack, I thought he was kidding, but when I saw his face I realized he was for real. Needless to say all the built up hornyness vanished with that magic “Pee on me”
I left the shower, went to my bed and turned on the TV on “Life – TV for Women”, he came out the bathroom and sat down, I started to laugh.
We talked all night long, I really liked the guy as person, was not going to kick him out.
I, of course told the story to the friend in common.
Mr. Pee On Me is now one my best friends and he endorsed this post.
Have you ever been asked to pee on someone?
And if so, did you do it?
Are you still friends with that person?
Want more Naughty Thursdays from Leo? I’d start here: