GenQ - For the not so straight individual

I finally broke my drought and had sex. It was not great sex. It was actually bad sex but just having sex made my Sunday. I had not had sex since the sweaty Germany boy. I was well enough to get it on. Sunday sex is my favorite end to the weekend. Catholics look forward to Sunday mass, Australians look forward to Sunday roast and I look forward to Sunday sex.

Sundays are a great day to cruise for sex on the internet, plus you have time to weed out the freaks and fakes. So I had been chatting with Rob for almost a week. He was a 30 something Aussie boy living in Clayton. I do not know where the hell that is but I knew country boys were cute and his pictures definitely made the cut. They sure make them built and handsome in the country. Rob worked at a farm and that is all I needed to know. I could picture him milking cows, working the fields, riding horses all of it while he wore cute jeans overalls and boots.

Rob would have to drive almost two hours to meet me in the city. This city slicker was not going to take public transport out west for a shag! I had not looked more forward to an event since my first trip to Disney World. I was hoping for the ride of my life. After 30 minutes of play there was a "houston we have a problem" moment. I think my country boy was too excited and someone down there got a bit scared! We waited for a while but instead of the big orchestra finale, I was left to do a solo performance!

I know it was not me. It is these country boys who do not get enough or are used to intimacy with sheep. Either way, I broke the drought and can now start my work week! Weekends are never long enough, but there is always next Sunday to look forward to:)

Do you have any Sunday sex stories? Share them with the Single Guy at sydney102@hotmail.com