OP here-
So, Sebastian and I are fooling around on a regular basis. After work, I walk over to his apartment at about 5pm every day. His girl comes home at 10pm. I try to show him all the classics. All About Eve, Sunset Blvd, Gone with the Wind, All That Jazz, Gypsy and on and on. He loves them. And then we have a JO session, and I always leave before the girl gets home.
One Friday night, I get a call from a drunk Sebastian. He's left his girlfriend, and needs a place to stay. I had roommates at the time, so we drive around until we find the most sleazy gross hourly motel ever. The Snooty Fox, I think it was called.
That night we did EVERYTHING, and I mean EVERYTHING. Drug wise, drinking, sex, you name it. It was the wildest night of my life, and I think it was like $18 an hour. The room reminded me of Clark and Lois' room in Superman II. Heart shaped tub, mirror on the ceiling, ect. Real cheesy and real gross. But Sebastian was perfection. Totally smooth, skater's body. Massive, uncut dick. An ass to die for.
At some point, while we were doing it, his now ex-girlfriend called to scream at him, demanding to know where he was, as I blew him. It was so hot.
But, all was not well between Sebastian and I. We were constantly, and I mean constantly fighting. He is a pathological liar, and would randomly lie about everything. He'd tell you it was 6pm if he knew it was 5:45pm. Why? I never really understood.
One day, a few months previously, he randomly said to me 'you know, if I wanted to, I could be living in a mansion right now." As it turns out, he wasn't lying about that. Thangs were about to get nutty.
Stay tuned....