Raymond just texted me and said that he’d be coming back tomorrow. This is a couple of hours after he’d told me that he would be staying in Kingston a day or two more with his family.I was a little less than gracious when we spoke earlier. I’m afraid that I let my dick (erect and insistent) do the talking, and thinking, for me, and I wasn’t happy that we wouldn’t be together tomorrow. In my defence, I can only say that I had deliberately held off any sexual activity - okay, I hadn’t jerked off - for the past four (!) days in anticipation of his being here tomorrow. So I was a bit on edge, you might say.Anyway, I phoned him and apologized for my behaviour, and asked not to change his plans. So he’s going to come home on Tuesday, and we’ll be together that night.I play in my regular monday night hockey league tomorrow evening. At least I’ll still be full of aggression and testosterone for that game! That is, if I can keep my hands off my dick till then.