I stopped taking Lexapro after over 3 months in the beginning of December. I still go to therapy but I'm starting to find my therapist creepy. He seemed to know I was on grindr without me telling him and twice when I was about to leave he pinched my stomach and said I was gaining weight and should try to lose some of it. I'm 5'9" and 147 pounds.
Anyway, I met a guy on grindr last Sunday night. He's Filipino living in the States but visiting family here this month. He was hooking up with some guy from Spain at a hotel and invited me to join. When I got there, they were doing PnP. I've never done it before and always refused when invited. There was also a really buff Black guy there but he was just sitting around the living room.
For some reason, I agreed to do it for the first time and had a threesome with the Pinoy and Spanish guy. We left around 4am. The Pinoy guy told me we should go to a motel since it was my first time and we could comedown from it together. Instead he had more of that stuff and we fucked again three times.
The next night on Tuesday, I met a guy from jack'd who was visiting from Australia and leaving on Friday. He picked me up from his car and wanted to have car sex but we couldn't find a secluded spot so we went to a drive thru motel. I fucked him and then he dropped me off at my place.
On Wednesday, I met another guy and took a taxi to his place. It ended up being a slum area. It was kinda scary. It was a very small room and he only had a bed and a curtain to the bathroom. I'm not even sure if they even had a door because there were three other guys there drinking really cheap local gin and a dog that kept walking in. Me and the guy just went under the covers of his bed and hooked up while the three guys were next to us drinking. I actually found that guy cute and sweet but I could never go back there. I've been to slum areas before and have seen the violence there especially when people keep getting drunk on cheap alcohol.
On Thursday, the guy I tried PnP with invited me to a motel again to do it again. I rented a motel for 24 hours while I waited for him. He had family things to do and came to my motel around noon. We tried some more stuff and then he said he thought the motel room was too small so he decided to get a bigger motel room upstairs.
We went up to his bigger room and just hung out and took more stuff. We were both on grindr. He invited a guy to fuck him around 5pm. The guy came and we took turns fucking him.
Around 6pm, someone from grindr wanted to hook up with me so I went back to my smaller room by myself and waited for the guy. We hooked up for about an hour and then he left. I went back upstairs to where the two other guys were. We fucked some more and did more stuff. I went back to my room again just to rest and clean up.
I went back upstairs later and there was a third guy fucking the first guy I met on grindr. When they were done, me and the third guy sucked each other and he really liked rimming me. It was 3am already and I told them I was going back to my place. They wanted me to stay and do more PnP but I was tired.
On Saturday, there was building party at the rooftop at my condo but I just stayed for an hour. I wrote in an earlier blog that I hooked up with this half white guy back in November. We actually hung out 4 times in November but only hooked up the first time. I told him what I had done the past 7 days. He's done it before too so I went to his place just to talk about it, have a few drinks and listen to music. Eventually, we went to his room and sucked each other off even though we said we were going to be friends and that first time was just a one off but it happened again.
The first guy from grindr said the comedown was going to be bad but I spent the last 7 days just fucking and hooking up with guys that I didn't really feel anything. Then on Monday, I watched The Greatest Showman on TV and for like ten minutes watching and listening to the songs, I just started crying nonstop for no reason. Anyway, I never tried PnP before last week and I never really hooked up as much as I've been doing these past few months. This all started when I began therapy this year. I'm starting to think therapy and medication was a mistake.
Anyway, I met a guy on grindr last Sunday night. He's Filipino living in the States but visiting family here this month. He was hooking up with some guy from Spain at a hotel and invited me to join. When I got there, they were doing PnP. I've never done it before and always refused when invited. There was also a really buff Black guy there but he was just sitting around the living room.
For some reason, I agreed to do it for the first time and had a threesome with the Pinoy and Spanish guy. We left around 4am. The Pinoy guy told me we should go to a motel since it was my first time and we could comedown from it together. Instead he had more of that stuff and we fucked again three times.
The next night on Tuesday, I met a guy from jack'd who was visiting from Australia and leaving on Friday. He picked me up from his car and wanted to have car sex but we couldn't find a secluded spot so we went to a drive thru motel. I fucked him and then he dropped me off at my place.
On Wednesday, I met another guy and took a taxi to his place. It ended up being a slum area. It was kinda scary. It was a very small room and he only had a bed and a curtain to the bathroom. I'm not even sure if they even had a door because there were three other guys there drinking really cheap local gin and a dog that kept walking in. Me and the guy just went under the covers of his bed and hooked up while the three guys were next to us drinking. I actually found that guy cute and sweet but I could never go back there. I've been to slum areas before and have seen the violence there especially when people keep getting drunk on cheap alcohol.
On Thursday, the guy I tried PnP with invited me to a motel again to do it again. I rented a motel for 24 hours while I waited for him. He had family things to do and came to my motel around noon. We tried some more stuff and then he said he thought the motel room was too small so he decided to get a bigger motel room upstairs.
We went up to his bigger room and just hung out and took more stuff. We were both on grindr. He invited a guy to fuck him around 5pm. The guy came and we took turns fucking him.
Around 6pm, someone from grindr wanted to hook up with me so I went back to my smaller room by myself and waited for the guy. We hooked up for about an hour and then he left. I went back upstairs to where the two other guys were. We fucked some more and did more stuff. I went back to my room again just to rest and clean up.
I went back upstairs later and there was a third guy fucking the first guy I met on grindr. When they were done, me and the third guy sucked each other and he really liked rimming me. It was 3am already and I told them I was going back to my place. They wanted me to stay and do more PnP but I was tired.
On Saturday, there was building party at the rooftop at my condo but I just stayed for an hour. I wrote in an earlier blog that I hooked up with this half white guy back in November. We actually hung out 4 times in November but only hooked up the first time. I told him what I had done the past 7 days. He's done it before too so I went to his place just to talk about it, have a few drinks and listen to music. Eventually, we went to his room and sucked each other off even though we said we were going to be friends and that first time was just a one off but it happened again.
The first guy from grindr said the comedown was going to be bad but I spent the last 7 days just fucking and hooking up with guys that I didn't really feel anything. Then on Monday, I watched The Greatest Showman on TV and for like ten minutes watching and listening to the songs, I just started crying nonstop for no reason. Anyway, I never tried PnP before last week and I never really hooked up as much as I've been doing these past few months. This all started when I began therapy this year. I'm starting to think therapy and medication was a mistake.