Dallas Lowe and Joey Fatone: (Not My Short Term Boyfriend)

The whole point of this story is purely to Brag about the incredible sex I had last night.

First of all, I met my new “Short-Term Boyfriend” at the Naughty President party Friday night in San Diego.  I’ll explain what that means tomorrow.

Today, I just want to brag about how awesome the sex was, and how sore I am right now. First of all, we were passionately and intensely fucking for at least three and a half hours, including a couple minor breaks. It was seriously an all-night marathon.

I have never had sex like that before. I have never been actually physically done at the time I stopped. Its nice to (for once) go to bed feeling like the job is done.

We were working so hard that I think it makes up for me not going to Bikram’s Yoga all weekend (I couldn’t I went to the Playboy Mansion, and couldn’t sweat off my tan before the party!) I definitely sweated my tan off last night though.

I’ll be honest, it started rubbing me raw after about three hours, so that’s why we had to quit. If I wasn’t so sore, I’d probably still be riding his cock right now.  Hopefully I’ll feel better today later so we can start round 2.

This should be fun for the next three weeks, since that’s the time I allotted him to be my “Short-Term Boyfriend.” I haven’t quite figured out how to manage the rest of the bullpen in the meantime, but I don’t think I’m going to be too concerned with them until at least three weeks from now.