I had met Glenn years ago whilst out cruising, he was around 58 tall, stocky build, short salt and pepper hair and a cock to die for.
We kept in touch, and met whenever our schedules allowed.
One day it all stopped, with no replies and no explanation at all; I was upset, but kind of used to this kind of thing happening.
Then one day out of the blue, whilst filling the car up I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey you, fancy seeing you here" it was Glenn
"Wow" I replied, "Not seen you in years, how are you keeping?"
We exchanged small talk for a while, before I told him I needed to get back as I was on a late shift at work; Glenn told me he had met a guy and settled down, but still enjoyed meeting others with or without his new fella. We swapped numbers and arranged to meet up for a coffee sometime in the near future.
I made my way home smiling, but sure I wouldn't hear anything.
Work was very slow and boring, when suddenly a message came through
"Hi, it's Glenn, so sorry I dissapeared, I've reminisced on our past meets on many occasion and was so pleased to bump into you earlier.
If you are free at any point in the next week, I'd love to meet up, fuck the coffee, just meet at our old haunt"
I replied and told Glenn I was off at the end of the week if that was any good?
He told me it was and we arranged to meet at lunchtime in 3 days time.
Of course all went quiet, and I thought I'd been ghosted again.
Oh well the thought was nice, I told myself...
The day of the meet I got a picture message from Glenn of our old meeting spot, I'm here now, get here ASAP.
I arrived and parked up, and was surprised just how many other cars were there.
I walked through the wood, to the place Glenn and I used to meet and he was stood, cock in hand smiling
"I knew you wouldn't let me down" he beamed... |
