I had to go to a different part of town, to drop off something. As usual, I turned Grindr on and changed my screen name from "DL & Discreet" to "Down for Oral."
I was horny and wanted to get some head as well.
Then, my old suck buddy texted me. We haven't been together since I met the Amigo. He was going to suck me off at noon.
Yee haw! He loves to get me off.
Well, shortly after that, I got about three messages on Grindr, but the best one said:
"Young guy, looking for oral." and he send me a cock pick and a body pic.
Nice.
He asked for a face and I sent him one. He complimented me and sent me his. He was a nice looking guy.
Neither of us could host, but he agreed to a bj in the car. That's cool.
I drove out of the neighborhood I was in, and there was a small office complex nearby, with a parking lot hidden to the road, and pretty well concealed from the neighbors as well.
I sent him the address, and he said he would be there in 10 min.
Well, his picture did not do him justice! He was handsome as fuck, like a young Tom Cruise in Risky business, except long beautiful eyelashes.He parked his car, and hopped out and waved as if we were old friends, then comfortably sat in the passenger seat of my Jetta.
We said hi, and I told him how handsome he was, and he returned the compliment, calling me "Sir."
How polite.
I said, "Let's get to it then" and he pulled down his pants, revealing a most beautiful 7" cock. And as a bonus, it was pretty natural, with medium brown pubes that I could not get enough of. Why does a guys pubic region turn me on so much? Unless it's shaved of course. YUK.
Well, I sucked for a few minutes and the kid was very vocal. He was moaning and cooing and grabbing my ass. I was grabbing his tight little butt too! Just the right amount of hair.
He moaned that I should let him reciprocate, and I thought "what the hell" so I let him have a couple minutes sucking, but not too long. I was there to get him off, and dang, I was happy to get back to his dick.
I said "I hope you're going to cum in my mouth......""I'd be happy to, Sir." was his reply.
Suck, suck, suck. He'd gone a little soft in the short absence from my mouth, but that soon changed. I sucked for maybe 5 minutes when he told me he was going to cum, and I could feel him squirt onto my tongue and into the back of my mouth.
I savored it, and kept sucking him until he quit squirming and started to deflate. Then I tasted it fully before swallowing, and cleaned off is dick.
I strared at it and marveled, and complimented him on it. Then I asked if I could take a picture with my phone, and he obliged.
When I was finished, he thanked me, and called me Sir again, then skipped out of my car and back to his own.I wouldn't mind starting every day with a little treat like that.
I never turn on any gay apps when I'm home. It's not just the same same ones are always there but sometimes someone who's suspiciously like someone I know socially or at work.
ReplyDeleteI'm not fully out of the closet and the gay circle here is quite small. Like other gays, there's lots of gossips. I put up a front that I'm versatile but actually I'm a slut bottom. That's because the worse gossips are about the bottoms who get cyberbullied and teased.
I'm masculine and the common gossips that the more masculine, the bigger the bottom, unfortunately that applies to me. I'm such a slut that I even hooked up with the janitor at the local mall and became his bitch. He said he's a bi but frustrated sexually because women wouldn't give him the time of the day. He wouldn't be interested in me as he prefers fem guys. But then fem guys wouldn't want him also because he's so low class.
I didn't fancy him too. It's one of those rare days when I was lucky to hook a hottie at the toilet and was bending over the toilet bowl getting shafted royally, when he opened the cubicle door with his special key and caught us with our pants down. The hottie bolted and left my still wet butts sticking up. I was more embarrassed than scared actually. Being the slut that I am, that embarrassment somehow excited me that I'll just expose my used butts to view, so I just stay bend over.
Imagine my excitement when he closed the cubicle door, caressed my butts and unzipped his pants. He gave me a mean fuck, spiced up by the kinkiness of the moment. I didn't know who he was, I thought he must be the mall cop to catch us like that.
When we recovered and had a better look of each other, we were not too pleased and didn't exchange contacts.
It was a week later that I went to that mall for errands and as usual would check out the toilets. That's when I saw him cleaning the toilet. I was quite surprised and the expressions on my face showed. He ignored me for a while but when I passed him to get from the urinal to the wash sink, he suddenly pushed me into the toilet cubicle and closed the door. Then he snarled into my ears that he'll fuck me again so there's nothing for me to be so superior about.
ReplyDeleteAgain the kinkinest of the moment rushed adrenalin to my slutty mind crying out "rape!". Rape fantasy coming true and I acted the obligatory token struggles down to getting my underwear torn. Being muscular as I am, nobody would dare to mess with me, much less trying to rape me. I guess only an angry man would be so enraged that he'll forget about my muscles. But for all the muscles that I have, I was enjoying the fury of his fucking so much so that I eventually self ejaculate. That was mind blowing as it seldom happened.
When I heard the huffing and puffing of his hot breaths on my ears, he released into me. It was so much that it flows down to my socks. We were huffing and puffing like two male bulls fighting to exhaustion. We were extremely lucky that nobody came in when we were copulating. But when someone came in while we're still stuck together, we stayed together till he left.
Then he moved and his softening cock plopped out with a gush of body fluids wetting my whole lower parts. Luckily it was the handicapped toilet and there's a wash sink. He helped me to clean up while I obediently bend over the sink like
I'm his bitch. In the mirror, we saw and suddenly acknowledged this relationship. When he parted my ass cheeks and dug in, I sighed quietly from the stimulation while he grazed into my eyes in the mirror. I pushed back my head to meet his, raised one arm over our heads in submission. He cupped my ample pecs and gave me a hard squeeze to claim my body like his bitch.
After we cleaned up, I waited for him to finish his shift and drove him back to his messy apartment. There we renewed our ritual and I was surprised that he still had enough left to give me another mean fuck, considering his middle age. I was also in my 40s. Then we had our man to man talk to get to know each other.
It was clear that I'm not his type and we're only fuck buddies. He's using me as his bitch. I can end all this anytime I wanted. If I agree to be his bitch, he'll not be loving and tender with me as I'm only his cum dump. He knows I like it rough so that will suit us both just fine. He still likes women if he can get a gf or fem guys. Being a man without status, he told me frankly that he had no sex life and need to use me for sexual release.
It's my turn to tell my story. I admitted that I'm a slut bottom and I'm agreeable to be his cum dump. He's curious why I'm such a masculine guy would freely let other men fuck me like a whore. I can only say that it gave me great pleasures that I could not help myself. I gym to built up muscles as that's what attract most gay men. I can understand that I'm not his type but he's not my type either. I like it that we could be brutally honest with each other and could click in sex. Maybe without emotional attachment, we can freely use each other.
WTF??
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