I usually do not work in a mine or something like that, but it’s a place that holds innumerable responsibilities, including the livelihoods of hundreds, if not a huge number of people who work under me. I work pretty much 15 hours a day, seven days per week. I also have a family that I see in passing; I think I ‘ve three children at the moment, one girl and two boys. My wife used to be hot when I wed 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 am telling you all of this because you must understand why I go on a one-week holiday annually, all alone.
I take no one. I don’t take my wife. I definitely do not take the kids. 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 always make it my business to go someplace where it is highly unlikely I will meet any Americans. I do not need to hear our accents and I usually do not desire to feel like I’m on the same planet as the folks I interact with during the other 358 days of the year. This past year, for example, I went to Croatia, this small state somewhere in the Mediterranean, a great little state with great seaside and with amazing food. But all of the tourist items doesn’t matter. What matters is that my life changed while there. But I am getting ahead of myself
I got to http://modestperson.com where I was staying early in the morning. The sun was only coming out and I made the decision to take a walk down the beach 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 seashore. There was no one there. Literally no one. A number of seagulls and that was that. And then I saw a body in http://videonudism.com/exhbitioniss/nudist-ass.php , coming towards me. A jogger. As he was getting closer to me, I can affirm to you that I could see the entire world in slo mo. As he was running past me, I really could see his ripped 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 resort.
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 understood that he was watching me. Now, for a man who has never had any gay experiences in his life, I was a bit confused that I was checking out this man, this blonde ripped hunk that was running all sweaty past me every morning. I did not know what to believe. I mean, I wasn’t fearful or anything like that, I’m not an asshole.
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The following morning, as I was taking my morning swim, my new buddy did not come running. He came by boat and just showed me with a gesture he wants me to come into the boat with him. I did it. I do not know why, but I did it. He told me his name was Andrei in the most delightful Russian accent English I had ever heard and I told him my name. I asked him where we were going and he said that I would see.
When we got there, I recognized that it was this little, absolutely secluded beach where no one has place their foot in decades and where no one could maybe roam to. We disembarked and as we got to the seashore, Andrei undressed and stood there before me, completely nude, with small beads of sweat running down his chest and with his fat dick hanging down. You can only imagine what happened that day and I can tell you that this, my first experience, 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 entire life. And that is him. That’s my Andrei.