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Matt from Reddit has quickly become a daily fixture -- we're texting and sending each other HOT videos. He's masturbating to my videos and sending me videos of his orgasms; I'm not allowed to cum or touch my cock unless the Oracle of the Cum Deck allows so I'm just getting even HORNIER. It's exactly what he requested in his personal ad, and I was happy to oblige. I'm totally his physical type, he's one of my physical types, he's smart and no drama. We don't have everything in common, he's not into butt toys for example (he's not even into butts!), or any other kink as far as I can tell so far. But we don't need to have everything in common. It's a nonexclusive Quarantine LDR. We keep each other virtual company, we turn each other on with pics and vids.
He lives alone in a condo and is taking Quarantine so very seriously for a younger fella. Makes me think he's generally a trustworthy and responsible guy. But I know about 0.1% about him, and vice versa. But I respect people who respect COVID-19.
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My workload has lightened up so much this week, wow, hasn't been this slow since before Quarantine. It feels nice. I still may have to work for a few hours on Sunday, but, this week has felt nice. It's like a workcation -- on the clock, but relaxing nonetheless.
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I wrote about this a bit earlier, but having somebody who cares enough about how I look to send me videos of himself shooting his sperm while watching videos of me -- is super motivating for exercise and diet. Reminds me of when Sir Zero declared that I must get my weight down to 160 for our trip to SF, or he'd shut me in the closet for a day as punishment. Matt isn't acting like a Sir in that way, but having that sort of attention, an attention that cares about how I look, yay. It's making a difference in my life already. I expect he feels something similar. That somebody cares.
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K had insisted that I'd fall in love again, though I'm not calling this "love", but to have somebody new in my life -- it's been a while. And for now, safer that the somebody new is far away and not breathing germs into my personal space.
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Can't wait to get back to the condo tomorrow for Time to Self, but it will only be for one night, I have to help T put things back into the basement on Sunday -- and also work on our joint annual budget, so we can implement our new expense-sharing system. And I'll probably need to do my job for a few hours on Sunday. So, one night at the condo, but can't wait! I wish I could take tomorrow off. I'll definitely quit work early tomorrow, the only question is how early.
I'm gonna try running 5 miles in the morning before I leave.
He lives alone in a condo and is taking Quarantine so very seriously for a younger fella. Makes me think he's generally a trustworthy and responsible guy. But I know about 0.1% about him, and vice versa. But I respect people who respect COVID-19.
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My workload has lightened up so much this week, wow, hasn't been this slow since before Quarantine. It feels nice. I still may have to work for a few hours on Sunday, but, this week has felt nice. It's like a workcation -- on the clock, but relaxing nonetheless.
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I wrote about this a bit earlier, but having somebody who cares enough about how I look to send me videos of himself shooting his sperm while watching videos of me -- is super motivating for exercise and diet. Reminds me of when Sir Zero declared that I must get my weight down to 160 for our trip to SF, or he'd shut me in the closet for a day as punishment. Matt isn't acting like a Sir in that way, but having that sort of attention, an attention that cares about how I look, yay. It's making a difference in my life already. I expect he feels something similar. That somebody cares.
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K had insisted that I'd fall in love again, though I'm not calling this "love", but to have somebody new in my life -- it's been a while. And for now, safer that the somebody new is far away and not breathing germs into my personal space.
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Can't wait to get back to the condo tomorrow for Time to Self, but it will only be for one night, I have to help T put things back into the basement on Sunday -- and also work on our joint annual budget, so we can implement our new expense-sharing system. And I'll probably need to do my job for a few hours on Sunday. So, one night at the condo, but can't wait! I wish I could take tomorrow off. I'll definitely quit work early tomorrow, the only question is how early.
I'm gonna try running 5 miles in the morning before I leave.