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I'm a flake. I admit it. I would cruise the sites and converse, but never act in real life. I have a girlfriend, and we've been together for over a decade, but the sex has tapered off to nothing. That, along with the fact that I'm a horny guy, kind of drove me to those sites. But once the conversation had turned into them wanting to meet, I would move on to a different conversation. I always figured that the fantasy was better than the reality.
I had an ongoing conversation with a guy named Joe. We talked about most everything, starting out with small talk, and then moving on to conversations about our jobs, to our sexual situations and preferences. Through our discussions I learned that Joe was bi, but single and playing the field. Joe would stick to one partner at a time until the relationship ran its course, then move on. He was a single guy with his own place and a top. Finding that seemed to be the Holy Grail on the sites.
Joe loved to be the one in control. I kinda hated the labels, but I am definitely in the "bottom submissive" category when it came to talking to guys about sex. In real life with my girlfriend I'm kind of neutral. I would have preferred her to take more control in the bedroom, but that was not in her personality.
One particular Saturday while my girlfriend was at work, I was cruising the sites seeing who was on and who wanted to talk. I got a chat request from Joe.
Joe: You on here again? Don't you ever go to work?
Brad: I'm off today, so I'm just looking around. Nothing much going on though. How about you?
Joe: Not much going on here either. Been high and dry lately. Haven't gotten my dick wet in a couple of weeks. You've been "just looking around" for the months we've been talking. Why is it that we haven't met up before? You're a bottom, I'm a top. I need some release, and you haven't had sex since dinosaurs roamed the Earth.
I didn't answer right away. I had been at this point in the conversation more than a few times. This was where the conversations would usually end as well. I'll admit I was disappointed. The break in the conversation was enough for Joe. His next typed words came through before I could sign off.
Joe: I understand, you're a bottom who needs to be told what to do. Alright, be here at 12:00 noon today. Expect to be sucking my dick by 12:30."
With hd porno (https://sikmek.com/kategori/hd-porno) that, Joe signed off the site. My phone lit up a few seconds later. I looked at it and Joe had sent me his home address. We had texted before, as I was sometimes bored working security on a job site. Chatting through the website we used kind of sucked on a cellphone, so we had exchanged numbers for those occasions. Looking at the address, I realized I knew where it was. That realization made no difference to me though. There was no way I was going to Joe's place. It was one thing to chat, an actual meeting was out of the question.
A quick shower later, I threw on some clothes and hopped on my Harley for some wind therapy. It was a nice day and the open road was calling. I rode some scenic back country roads for a couple of hours before heading back into town. I stopped for gas and a drink at one of my preferred gas stations and stood beside my bike as I gulped down a Gatorade. I pulled my phone out to check emails and noticed that the text from Joe was still up. I stared at the address as I filled my bike up. I absently noted that I was close by. I had thought about the conversation. Even though I considered myself a submissive bottom when it came to thoughts of sex, that in no way reflected the rest of my life. I work security, therefore I tend to be authoritative and intimidating.
I suddenly made the decision to meet with Joe to let him know that what he wanted wasn't going to happen. I did want to continue talking to him as a buddy, but I was not going to be another notch on his bedpost.
A quick GPS search led to Joe's driveway. I knocked on his front door, expecting to have my say and be back on my bike in five minutes or less. The door opened and Joe stood there in pajama pants and a t-shirt. He glanced at his watch, motioned me inside, and walked back into his living room. I entered and shut the door behind me. Since Joe was a single guy, I expected a dimly lit messy apartment. It actually was a nice house that was tidy and well furnished.
"You're late." Joe said as he sat down on his love seat. "Grab me a drink from the fridge while you're up."
I absently made my way into his kitchen, found the fridge, and grabbed a Coke from the door. As I crossed in front of him, I handed Joe the can and sat on the other end of the love japon porno (https://sikmek.com/kategori/japon-porno) seat that was facing the TV. Joe had offered no greeting or casual conversation. He sat on the love seat and continued to watch the TV as I adjusted myself on his furniture.
I glanced at the TV and saw the screen was filled with a porno movie. I was not offended by the content, since that same type of thing would be on my tablet after work and on the weekends, but the complete lack of decorum was astonishing.
I sat there in silence and watched the action. A busty brunette was sucking cock in a POV video. Joe unbuttoned the fly of his pajama pants and fished out his cock, absently stroking it as he watched the action. Again, I was silently offended at the lack of manners in my host.
"Here, you need to feel this." Joe grabbed my hand and placed it on his member.
I had never held a cock other than my own. My hand glided up the skin and my fingers wrapped around the shaft as I began to fondle and stroke this strange cock. Joe continued to watch the TV as I was fixated on his groin. He let out a sigh of pleasure, but that was all the acknowledgement I got.
A few minutes of this and Joe reached over, grabbed a pillow from beside himself, and tossed it on the floor in front of where he sat. "Get over here on the floor, so you can have a better look."
It was not a question or a suggestion. Joe made that statement as easily as when he told me to get him a drink from his fridge. I hesitated. This was far from my plan of a quick conversation and getting back on my bike to leave.
When I didn't move from my spot, Joe looked over at me. His eyes narrowed a little and his voice took on a hard edge to it. "Now." was all he said.
I found myself sliding off the love seat and onto the floor. Joe spread his legs apart as my knees took up residence resting on the pillow that he had thrown there for that purpose. I knelt in front of Joe as he resumed watching the video. My hand resumed its actions as well, stroking my silent host's rock hard phallus.
I glanced back at the TV and saw that the video had ended, but another one was already playing. It was another point of view video, but this time was a blond guy stroking and sucking the cock in front of him.
I felt Joe's hand go to the back of my head, and he pulled lezbiyen porno (https://sikmek.com/kategori/lezbiyen-porno) on me to return to facing him. "You like that video? Do you also like seeing my cock?"
Joe didn't seem to care whether I answered. He was still watching the screen and would glance at me once in a while. The pressure of his hand pulling me forward was softly increasing. My face was slowly forced forward until I was almost face first in his crotch.
"Open up Brad. You know what you're here for. My cock wants some attention, and your mouth looks like it would do a good job."
I hesitated again. This was not what I was here for. I would talk about it, but not actually do anything.
"Come on Brad. You know you want this. You wouldn't be here otherwise. Now open up and let it slip inside. Open up....open up." Both of Joe's hands were wrapped around the back of my head now. I couldn't back away, but I held myself from going forward.
"Open up Brad. Just slip it in a little. You'll love it, I guarantee."
My lips parted, and I was eased forward just a little farther. The spongy head of Joe's cock slipped into my mouth. I looked up to see Joe staring at me intently. "There you go, just like that. Just a little more."
Joe continued pulling my mouth further down his cock. He would allow me to back off and slowly pull me back down again. Each movement would allow him to bury just a little more of his cock into my mouth each time.
"That's it, just like that. Just a little more. Use your tongue. Lick it as my cock goes in. Watch your teeth. Keep going Brad."
Joe's cock seemed to go on forever. It seemed like hours that I was being pulled further down the shaft with each downward motion. My saliva slickened the hard penis as it went in and out. I looked up at Joe and noticed he had closed his eyes, leaned back, and was moaning his approval. I also noticed that his hands were no longer forcing my head. In fact, Joe's hands were behind his own head as he lounged back enjoying the blowjob. The movements were completely my own now. Joe opened his eyes and watched me as I came to this realization. He grinned slightly as if to indicate that he knew that I knew. His hand went to the back of my head again as he encouragingly pushed a little farther on each downward motion. I coughed a couple of times at the intrusion, but otherwise kept up the slow and steady bobbing pace.
"You don't know how close I am to cumming." Joe groaned. He reached his other hand around my head, but there was no pulling this time. He just held my head as I moved it on my own. "Keep going....keeeeep going. I'm gonna cum soon."
I had an ongoing conversation with a guy named Joe. We talked about most everything, starting out with small talk, and then moving on to conversations about our jobs, to our sexual situations and preferences. Through our discussions I learned that Joe was bi, but single and playing the field. Joe would stick to one partner at a time until the relationship ran its course, then move on. He was a single guy with his own place and a top. Finding that seemed to be the Holy Grail on the sites.
Joe loved to be the one in control. I kinda hated the labels, but I am definitely in the "bottom submissive" category when it came to talking to guys about sex. In real life with my girlfriend I'm kind of neutral. I would have preferred her to take more control in the bedroom, but that was not in her personality.
One particular Saturday while my girlfriend was at work, I was cruising the sites seeing who was on and who wanted to talk. I got a chat request from Joe.
Joe: You on here again? Don't you ever go to work?
Brad: I'm off today, so I'm just looking around. Nothing much going on though. How about you?
Joe: Not much going on here either. Been high and dry lately. Haven't gotten my dick wet in a couple of weeks. You've been "just looking around" for the months we've been talking. Why is it that we haven't met up before? You're a bottom, I'm a top. I need some release, and you haven't had sex since dinosaurs roamed the Earth.
I didn't answer right away. I had been at this point in the conversation more than a few times. This was where the conversations would usually end as well. I'll admit I was disappointed. The break in the conversation was enough for Joe. His next typed words came through before I could sign off.
Joe: I understand, you're a bottom who needs to be told what to do. Alright, be here at 12:00 noon today. Expect to be sucking my dick by 12:30."
With hd porno (https://sikmek.com/kategori/hd-porno) that, Joe signed off the site. My phone lit up a few seconds later. I looked at it and Joe had sent me his home address. We had texted before, as I was sometimes bored working security on a job site. Chatting through the website we used kind of sucked on a cellphone, so we had exchanged numbers for those occasions. Looking at the address, I realized I knew where it was. That realization made no difference to me though. There was no way I was going to Joe's place. It was one thing to chat, an actual meeting was out of the question.
A quick shower later, I threw on some clothes and hopped on my Harley for some wind therapy. It was a nice day and the open road was calling. I rode some scenic back country roads for a couple of hours before heading back into town. I stopped for gas and a drink at one of my preferred gas stations and stood beside my bike as I gulped down a Gatorade. I pulled my phone out to check emails and noticed that the text from Joe was still up. I stared at the address as I filled my bike up. I absently noted that I was close by. I had thought about the conversation. Even though I considered myself a submissive bottom when it came to thoughts of sex, that in no way reflected the rest of my life. I work security, therefore I tend to be authoritative and intimidating.
I suddenly made the decision to meet with Joe to let him know that what he wanted wasn't going to happen. I did want to continue talking to him as a buddy, but I was not going to be another notch on his bedpost.
A quick GPS search led to Joe's driveway. I knocked on his front door, expecting to have my say and be back on my bike in five minutes or less. The door opened and Joe stood there in pajama pants and a t-shirt. He glanced at his watch, motioned me inside, and walked back into his living room. I entered and shut the door behind me. Since Joe was a single guy, I expected a dimly lit messy apartment. It actually was a nice house that was tidy and well furnished.
"You're late." Joe said as he sat down on his love seat. "Grab me a drink from the fridge while you're up."
I absently made my way into his kitchen, found the fridge, and grabbed a Coke from the door. As I crossed in front of him, I handed Joe the can and sat on the other end of the love japon porno (https://sikmek.com/kategori/japon-porno) seat that was facing the TV. Joe had offered no greeting or casual conversation. He sat on the love seat and continued to watch the TV as I adjusted myself on his furniture.
I glanced at the TV and saw the screen was filled with a porno movie. I was not offended by the content, since that same type of thing would be on my tablet after work and on the weekends, but the complete lack of decorum was astonishing.
I sat there in silence and watched the action. A busty brunette was sucking cock in a POV video. Joe unbuttoned the fly of his pajama pants and fished out his cock, absently stroking it as he watched the action. Again, I was silently offended at the lack of manners in my host.
"Here, you need to feel this." Joe grabbed my hand and placed it on his member.
I had never held a cock other than my own. My hand glided up the skin and my fingers wrapped around the shaft as I began to fondle and stroke this strange cock. Joe continued to watch the TV as I was fixated on his groin. He let out a sigh of pleasure, but that was all the acknowledgement I got.
A few minutes of this and Joe reached over, grabbed a pillow from beside himself, and tossed it on the floor in front of where he sat. "Get over here on the floor, so you can have a better look."
It was not a question or a suggestion. Joe made that statement as easily as when he told me to get him a drink from his fridge. I hesitated. This was far from my plan of a quick conversation and getting back on my bike to leave.
When I didn't move from my spot, Joe looked over at me. His eyes narrowed a little and his voice took on a hard edge to it. "Now." was all he said.
I found myself sliding off the love seat and onto the floor. Joe spread his legs apart as my knees took up residence resting on the pillow that he had thrown there for that purpose. I knelt in front of Joe as he resumed watching the video. My hand resumed its actions as well, stroking my silent host's rock hard phallus.
I glanced back at the TV and saw that the video had ended, but another one was already playing. It was another point of view video, but this time was a blond guy stroking and sucking the cock in front of him.
I felt Joe's hand go to the back of my head, and he pulled lezbiyen porno (https://sikmek.com/kategori/lezbiyen-porno) on me to return to facing him. "You like that video? Do you also like seeing my cock?"
Joe didn't seem to care whether I answered. He was still watching the screen and would glance at me once in a while. The pressure of his hand pulling me forward was softly increasing. My face was slowly forced forward until I was almost face first in his crotch.
"Open up Brad. You know what you're here for. My cock wants some attention, and your mouth looks like it would do a good job."
I hesitated again. This was not what I was here for. I would talk about it, but not actually do anything.
"Come on Brad. You know you want this. You wouldn't be here otherwise. Now open up and let it slip inside. Open up....open up." Both of Joe's hands were wrapped around the back of my head now. I couldn't back away, but I held myself from going forward.
"Open up Brad. Just slip it in a little. You'll love it, I guarantee."
My lips parted, and I was eased forward just a little farther. The spongy head of Joe's cock slipped into my mouth. I looked up to see Joe staring at me intently. "There you go, just like that. Just a little more."
Joe continued pulling my mouth further down his cock. He would allow me to back off and slowly pull me back down again. Each movement would allow him to bury just a little more of his cock into my mouth each time.
"That's it, just like that. Just a little more. Use your tongue. Lick it as my cock goes in. Watch your teeth. Keep going Brad."
Joe's cock seemed to go on forever. It seemed like hours that I was being pulled further down the shaft with each downward motion. My saliva slickened the hard penis as it went in and out. I looked up at Joe and noticed he had closed his eyes, leaned back, and was moaning his approval. I also noticed that his hands were no longer forcing my head. In fact, Joe's hands were behind his own head as he lounged back enjoying the blowjob. The movements were completely my own now. Joe opened his eyes and watched me as I came to this realization. He grinned slightly as if to indicate that he knew that I knew. His hand went to the back of my head again as he encouragingly pushed a little farther on each downward motion. I coughed a couple of times at the intrusion, but otherwise kept up the slow and steady bobbing pace.
"You don't know how close I am to cumming." Joe groaned. He reached his other hand around my head, but there was no pulling this time. He just held my head as I moved it on my own. "Keep going....keeeeep going. I'm gonna cum soon."