My team just made it back into the EPL. Who wants to help me celebrate? Women and couples (or a couple of women) wanted by a tall, hilarious, and very happy guy with an English accent and endless dad jokes. Plenty more in my history - send me a message
And who doesn’t enjoy a marathon muffdive?
So yes, I’m a little older than maybe you’re used to, but that means more experienced, more inclined to listen as well as sense what you need, more likely to be raised into pussy eating by real women rather than porn. And way more likely to have killer dad-joke material.
I’m a 6’2” white guy in training for a marathon in October and a half in July (fellow runner also welcome - maybe stretch out after getting sweaty together?). I have a great head of gently silvering hair for you to grab onto, my own business, plenty of time, and very thick fingers.
Moved here from England about ten years ago, so if you have a thing for accents that couldn’t hurt.
Anyway, lots about me in my profile - book recommendations, baking stuff, and (be warned) a few “action shots”. Let’s chat if you like what you see.
Have an awesome Friday!
I’m running the Waterfront Marathon in October and I’m well into my training schedule. A key part is controlling my breathing and staying hydrated - it seems like muffdiving should be part of my regimen.
If you’re older-guy-curious, into stupid jokes, and love having orgasms, we should definitely connect. Four hours is my target - can you keep up?
Tall, white, handsome, blue eyes. Can bake
It’s funny how a city can become one of your favourite places on earth the first time you visit. Phoenix is a cool place with lots of cool things going on. And sooo many Waymo’s.
I was in the city for a conference, and the number of lanyards swinging in the breeze downtown let me know I wasn’t alone. There was something to do with tarmac, apparently. And a 30 Under 30 event.
I posted my ad with a few days to spare before clambering into a cramped flight down from Toronto and had had conversations with one or two people already. Sadly, they did not last long enough to even meet for a coffee in Arizona.
Then Gabby (made up name, but she did like to chat…) slid into my DMs. We hit it off right away. She was also in town for business. She was also around my age. She was also looking to get eaten out. Best of all, she was available to meet for coffee.
And I pity the people in that particular Starbucks, because there were sparks. And they were flying. However, work is work, so we made plans to reconvene after our respective customer dinner plans. And boy, am I glad that we did.
We had a wonderful time together, laughing and joking and left each other invigorated yet slightly depleted in a satisfied way. And thank god for taking a Waymo home back to my hotel so I didn’t have to explain the dumb grin I was left wearing.
Thanks Gabby. And thank you Phoenix!