Jimi couldn't make it.

We were all set to go and he was coming over at 2pm. I was freshly shaved, showered and sitting in my bathrobe, gently stroking my erect penis in anticipation of his arrival.

It wasn't going to be a long meet, but we were hot as hell for each other and had it all planned. I was going to leave the front door ajar for him, so he could walk in and discover me playing with myself and get straight down on his knees. This was his fantasy and I was delighted to make it come true for him.

Then his boss called his team into an hour long online meeting and issued a series of tasks for everyone to get busy on right away, so that was it: Jimi couldn't make it.

Frustrating to say the least. He lives 10 minutes away, we first hooked up a couple of years ago and have been trying to meet again ever since, but our diaries just haven't lined up.

On well, maybe I could find somebody nice to stroke with on cam - but then Raoul messages me to say he'll be free on Saturday.

I think I'll save my load for him - it's only three days away...