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Birthday BuddiesFriday, 17 January 2020 – the afternoon“Mmmm,” purred the elfin bottom boi.“Ahhhhh,” grunted the much larger man.The effeminate sissy was riding the biracial’s man’s eight-by-six rod. The guy clawed at the punk’s tender butt cheeks with both of his large, cracked hands. He squeezed and kneaded them. His short fingernails dug into the soft yet firm flesh. He slammed his powerful thighs into the younger slut’s backside.The sounds of intense lip smacking was likely audible two doors down. “Mmhmm,” the tart cooed.“Ohhhhh,” moaned the masculine lover.Wait…How did they get here? For that we have to go back a year to the day.++++++++Thursday, 17 January 2019 Christian Eldridge had done some dual enrollment classes at a community college in the last two years of his high school career. He’d decided though that he didn’t want to go right off to a four-year school. The five-foot-three-inch, light-bronze skinned fellow had some level difficulty getting his parents to understand.Eventually, they came around when their older c***d offered a solid plan. Christian would enter the paramedic course. It was five semester longs and he’d finish with an A.A.S. Then, he could work for a few years and go into a paramedic-to-RN program.His dad, a half-Black, half-Korean man, had agreed first. His mom was a bit harder of a sell. The half-Dominican, half-German woman eventually capitulated. They were just happy their little runt of a son was happy.Christian walked into the bathroom of the two-bedroom house he shared with his best friend, Cambrie. He looked at his phone and saw it was his mother calling. He answered. The woman began singing the happy birthday song.“Thanks, mama,” he smiled.“What are you doing?”“Getting dressed for my ride along.”“Okay. Well go get ready! We’ll see you tonight.”“See you then.”Christian went istanbul escort back to getting ready. He was wearing the drab, required uniform. Plain navy blue polo shirt. Black EMS trousers. His were women’s because he only had a 27-inch waist. The program allowed navy or black bottoms, but he thought to much navy would just wash out. He gelled naturally straight hair into a pompadour style that sat kind of high atop the crown of his head. The program had all kinds of requirements about hairstyle and hair dye. He hated it, but once he graduated, he could do what he wanted. Oh how he wished he had the luxurious curly hair belonging to his brother. But alas, he did not.He finished getting ready and slipped on his black slip-resistant rubber sole sneakers.Christian grabbed his bag and flew out the door. He jumped into his red 2008 Honda Civic sedan and headed off to private ambulance service. “Christian,” a tall man with broad shoulders and a pale yellow-brown complexion asked.“Yes, sir,” the shrimp of a guy held up his school badge that hung around his neck.“Great! I’m Greg. Greg Daniels,” he extended a hand.It was rough and calloused. And extremely large compared to Christian’s infantile mitts.“I’m the field training officer. You’ll be doing the ride along with me and Tee. She’s the driver. So you’ll be in the back with me.”“Uhhhh…”“I’m not a mean guy,” he smirked. “I understand you need to do the patient assessments and learn the ropes, right?”“Yes, sir!”“Drop the sir stuff, k**! You’re gonna make me feel old and today is…”“Happy birthday, boss,” a squat woman that was clearly a butch lesbian walked up. She was maybe half an inch taller than Christian. “Who’s this little fella,” inquired the woman with glowing sepia skin and neat, shoulder-length avcılar escort dreadlocks.“His name’s Christian!”“Nice to meet you, Christian. I’m Telesia, but just call me Tee.”“It’s your birthday, Greg? Really,” wondered the student.“Yep. Let’s go familiarize you with the ambulance.”“Happy birthday! It’s mine too.”“No way, k**,” he chuckled.“I’m serious. See,” he pulled out his phone to show the various social media posts he’d been getting.“Well then. Looks like we’re birthday buds.” “I guess we are,” smiled Christian.Tee interjected, “Happy birthday, li’l man!”“Thanks! How old are you, Greg?”“Forty-eight.”“Nice! I turned nineteen.”“Wow,” laughed Tee. “A baby!”“But I’m not.”The day went really well. Christian did a great job assisting Tee and Greg.Greg said to him at the close of the shift, “You’re a natural, k**. And, happy birthday again!”“Same to you. Can I add you on Facebook?”“Go for it. You oughta get LinkedIn too.”“I will.”Christian’s parents and slightly younger, yet much stouter and stronger, younger brother gathered at the table. His mom had made one of his favorites – wiener schnitzel. They ate the thin, fried veal cutlets that were dressed with a creamy mushroom sauce while they talked and laughed. They had hearty mashed potatoes and asparagus for the sides.Christian excused himself and went home. He added Greg Daniels as a friend on the social media site. He drifted off to sleep The next morning, he awoke and Greg had accepted the invitation.+++++++++++++Friday, 17 January 2020 – this morningAnother birthday thought Greg. He hefted his solidly built frame out of the bed. His wife was still asleep and he knew his two k**s were too. He went out to run a quick mile as he did most mornings. He came back and showered. By the time he came out of the master şirinevler escort bathroom, Regina was stirring about. “Happy birthday,” his wife of 21 years smiled.He pecked her on the cheek and said thanks. He heard he fussing with their teenagers about waking up and he just rolled his eyes. He fixed a bowl of oatmeal and grabbed a pear from the bowl on the counter.“We’ll go out to eat this weekend,” she promised him.“That’s great,” he said with a fake smile.“Don’t sound so enthused,” she chuckled.“I am, Reggie. I just feel like I’m getting old.”“We all are, sweetie. I gotta run. Kiana, you better be up,” she screamed across the house before leaving.Greg took out his phone and sent a message to his birthday buddy. Christian replied back quickly. They still saw each other fairly regularly because the student was still in the paramedic program. His last semester though.Also, the six foot tall, two hundred pound man that had a Black father and a White mother had been screwing Christian’s cute little cherry-shaped ass for about four months now.It had gone down after weeks of flirting and teasing between the two in the back of the ambulance. Greg was a coward and set up a blank profile on a gay hook up site, Tee and Christian talked about over lunch a few times.Christian didn’t usually reply to blank profiles, but that Saturday night he did. After a little bit of back & forth and the guy convincing him he had to be extremely discreet because of job, wife, & k**s, Christian agreed to meet.It was at decent motel about tens miles up the Interstate. It sat right off the highway and the rooms had external access. Christian pulled up and knocked on the door. His mouth dropped open when he saw the man he’d dreamed about many times.“Surprised,” Greg grinned.“Very!”“Pleasantly?”“Yes,” Christian leapt into Greg’s arms. Greg carried him to the bed. They were making out like crazy and soon they were doing the horizontal tango.It had been fun. So, now they were hooking up about once a week.But today, on his 49th birthday, Greg had secured a swankier room using rewards points from his hotel account.They met right after check-in at 3:45 p.m.They kissed.And now they were fucking.

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