666th Note

666th note

Skinheads & Synchronicity

After a relapse and a lack of shame about it, I spent most of the day edging while watching muscular gay skinhead porn online.

What's not to like about fit skin heads right? Been on my mind all day long. So despite my slight drug induced photo phobia, I hit the highway almost expected to find a fit bloke, just expectin not thinking it would really happen.

And walking through the parking lot what do I see? Two white guys with shinny bald heads. One on the left was short, lean, and stout looking, and the one on the right looked round and strong.

I even thought to myself, you've been looking at this content all day now you're seeing it everywhere. I lost them in the crowd of shoppers as I hoped to quickly grab all necessities and bounce.

After going though self check out, and I am almost to my parked car I see him. The fit one, shinny bald head, sharp eyes, high cheekbones, and just a hint of red stubble.

He smiles at me, and I shyly smile back with the beautiful day beaming on the both of us as we pass the outdoor shopping cart storage area.

I'm not regretting it too much, but I should've talked to him. As a closeted bisexual male, I feel the chance of ridicule just isn't worth the risk. But, I wanted him and I think the feeling was mutual.

I guess I wrote all this just to get it off my chest in one way or another.

It also serves as proof that what you want also wants you. imo