Cultural event
Happy Christmas. Unfortunately for Gran, even the rector hasn't been able to make it through. Now everyone is hoping enough will be clear in time for the New Year's Ball.
Christmas Eve was brilliant, Gran gifted me a private residence. Apartments A-1 of St. James's Palace. It won't be move-in ready until summer at the earliest, but I get to make major renovations and make it a bit of my own.
René gave me two gifts, one completely by accident, I think. In February, I'm to go to Paris and we'll paint the town. He's got multiple shows in mind for us to see. The other gift came today. I went to get him for breakfast. Our rooms are interconnected so I just walked through my sitting room, then through his. I assumed he had overslept. When I got to his bedroom, he' was just coming out of the bathroom. Totally nude. He made no attempt to cover himself and I saw him in all his glory. His pecs, abs, v-cut, all directing attention down to what had to be a heavy, uncut dick. Granted, I'm uncut too, but his was different. He had a lot more foreskin than me and I immediately wanted it all in my mouth. René wasn't hard, but in 3 seconds flat, I was. Honestly he looked about the same as me. I've never seen anyone my own size, other than in blue films, so seeing René similar to me in size makes me really want to try him out. But no. He's too good of a friend. I can't do that again, not after Alexander.
But I'll definitely wank about it. Alot.
Happy Christmas indeed.