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As Hunter and I waited for our drinks at the bar he clued me in on what his friends thought of me.
"They think you're really hot," he said with something of a half smirk, half smile on his face.
Out of my periphery I could see the group of boisterous 20-something year old guys he was referring to. Each with a drink in their hand laughing and chatting at their table.
I laughed, "You guys are too nice."
He smiled, "You could do some real damage here...that's if you liked guys of course."
I laughed again, "Cheers."
"To another week down," Hunter proclaimed as our glasses pinged off each other.
It was the start to just another Friday night out for Hunter and me.
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Hunter and I had become good friends through our MBA graduate program that we had started just a few months earlier. Since orientation week we had stuck together. We both had a wacky sense of humor and an appreciation for having a good time. We quickly assimilated with a few other students that also fit that mold. When we weren't studying or working on case presentations, we were at happy hour or enjoying dinner at someone's apartment. Having moved from across the country to start graduate school, finding such a close group of friends was awesome.
Hunter was openly gay, and I, after I slept with two of our female classmates in the first week of school, was safely assumed to be straight, or so everyone thought. While I had always dated and hooked-up with women, I had a curiosity and attraction to men, physically at least. I wasn't a stranger to gay or bisexual porn by any means. I had even dabbled in phone sex with men I met online. I was picky though, always fantasizing about fit, hard bodied jocks with big thick cocks. What can I say? I had a type.
That said, I had never hooked up with a guy in person. The female market was always abundant and my attraction to women was strong to say the least -- I loved the rush of meeting and sleeping with women. That's a story for another time.
The other barrier to entry, or perceived barrier, for hooking up with men was my hesitation about the romantic element. Sure, I could see myself taking a big cock in my mouth, or bouncing my ass on a hard shaft, but what about making out? The idea of kissing another guy didn't appeal to me.
Ultimately, I convinced myself that it was just a sexual craving or pure fantasy to be with a guy, and that when the moment would come I wouldn't feel that same intensity. Maybe I was in denial, maybe push had not come to shove -- literally.
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Things changed when I met Hunter. As we began hanging out more and more, he began taking me and our friends to some of his favorite gay bars and hangouts. He was a native of the city and socialite himself, wherever he took us he had the in. It seemed like we would always get the hookup, whether it was cutting the line, no cover, or cheap drinks. It didn't matter what sexual orientation any of us were, nights out with Hunter on the gay scene were always going to be a blast.
It also didn't hurt that the gay scene brought out more straight women than I ever imagined. Needless to say, there was something to be had for everyone.
Hunter never shied away from introducing me to his gay friends either. His friends quickly became my friends. Like Hunter, they knew how to have a good time and laugh, I loved that -- I looked forward to each time we'd meet-up.
Hunter also had a way of keeping an eye out for me -- I think he felt an obligation to not let me feel uncomfortable with any unwanted attention from other guys. I tried to assure him I didn't mind; I enjoyed a good conversation regardless who it was with. I also really loved the attention -- but I didn't let on to that quiet yet. He eventually started to let his guard down. He knew if I needed to be bailed out I'd holler.
As the attention from guys kept up, so did my fantasizing about my first cock. I still hadn't quite committed to the idea yet, but I was becoming more and more convinced of it. I loved the idea of turning on another man, making his cock harden and lust for me. I wanted to be the desired object, making them feel and orgasm like never before. Perhaps this was my ultra-competitive drive, or maybe my sexual appetite was larger than I ever thought.
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I still needed to figure out what I could and would do if given the chance. I decided to order a 9'' dildo and see for myself. As I suctioned it on my wall for the first time my thirst for it was insatiable. I wanted to lick it all over. Just the feeling of my tongue and lips against the shaft gave me shivers. I hadn't even taken it in my mouth yet. As I started stroking my own cock down, I wrapped my lips around the tip and then let it slide into my mouth. It felt like an out of body experience. I let it out of my mouth for a moment and tried to comprehend the satisfaction I was having. Why had I depraved myself of this for so long?
I pushed the dildo back into my mouth as far hastane porno (https://www.doeda.xxx/category/hastane-1/) and as hard as I could. I immediately gagged and let it hang free again. I became almost animalistic, I attacked it again. With each time my gag reflex seemed to lessen more and more. Finally, as I pushed the tip to the back of my mouth, I could sense I wasn't going to gag. I loved how full my mouth felt as I held the dildo there, spit dripping from around my lips. Suddenly, as I was about to release my suction, I felt a relaxation of my throat and the dildo slid its remaining inches into my mouth.
In disbelief, I let the dildo fall from my mouth as I gasped for air and tried to comprehend what had just happened. I looked at how long the dildo was, considering for a second how on earth that had just all went in my mouth.
"Did I just deepthroat?" I wondered to myself. I had to reassess. I took the dildo right back in my mouth, this time without hesitation of gaging and let the tip navigate as far back as it could. I held again and instantly my throat muscles relaxed. I did this again and again and again. I was overcome with satisfaction.
As I looked down at my own cock, I couldn't believe how hard it was, I hadn't even been touching it. In a state of pure bliss I yanked the dildo off the wall and walked to my bathroom. I suctioned it onto my shower wall and covered it with lube. In a half trance, I bent over and backed my ass up on it. I had fingered my ass before, but nothing like this. I felt the cool sensation of the lube fill the rim of my ass. I paused, repositioning my hands on the opposing wall for leverage. I then started sliding the dildo into my ass. The filling and stretching sensation was intense, but I was craving it more than ever. Over the next 15 minutes I kept working the dildo in and out of my ass. I then found every surface in the bathroom to place it and fuck it. Like I said, I was animalistic.
Lastly, I placed it right on the floor and squatted down on it. I kept going further and further, hitting depths of my insides I never thought possible. I saw myself in the mirror, sweat dripping from my face. I moaned and slid down again, conquering every inch. I was addicted. I started bouncing, my hard cock doing the same. I could barely sleep that night. I was ready for my first cock.
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Back to that Friday night with Hunter.
As Hunter and I finished our cheers we turned and headed over to his friends. It was a group I hadn't met before, but, like many of his friends, I could tell I was going to get along with them before even being introduced. That night was no exception.
As the night progressed, I got to chat and laugh with all of them. We talked sports, gym, travel -- and drank some good cocktails while we were at it.
Oh, I forgot to mention they were all incredibly attractive. Even by my narrow standards.
There was one guy that stood out, Tyler.
He was about my height, but had an extra 5-10lbs of muscle on him -- my wheels were turning. He wore a Cali surf t-shirt, tight washed jeans, and a pair of vans sneakers. He was exactly my vibe. We figured out we had grown up a few towns apart in SoCal. We talked about surfing and the differences in lifestyle between the coasts. He was in law school and shared in the same daily grind as Hunter and I.
The conversation flowed for what felt like hours. From time to time we'd become reintegrated in the group, only to find ourselves split off getting each other drinks or just talking about our respective college football allegiances. His smile was infectious.
As the evening began to come to a close, I felt the strongest urge to come onto him, but I didn't know what to say. I knew Hunter had given them the heads-up I was straight, so I assumed it probably wasn't even on his mind. "Maybe next time," I started to tell myself.
I stepped away from the group to pay my bar tab. Not paying attention, Tyler came up from behind and slapped his hand on my shoulder.
"Hey man, were getting our Uber, but it was great meeting," he said in his soft-spoken voice.
"For sure, we gotta kick it again sometime," I replied, trying to play it cool and while simultaneously trying to think of something more playful to say. The nerves were real.
"No doubt, here's my number," he quickly replied, placing a piece of ripped off receipt with his digits on the counter.
"Let's go Ty!" yelled one of the other guys from across the bar.
"Comin!" he yelled back as he turned towards the door. He gave a quick pivot back around and pointed at his digits and then at me, "Hit me up". He headed towards to door.
I had to gather myself for a second, "For sure! Later dude!" was the best I could give, but I could see him glance back with a smile.
I watched him head towards the exit, crossing paths with Hunter one last time. The two shook hands and gave each other a hug. I could see Tyler say something to Hunter but didn't know what. Hunter smiled and laughed, looking over at me. Every inch of me was begging hemşire porno (https://www.doeda.xxx/category/hemsire-1/) for it to be about me.
Hunter walked over, holding that same half smirk, half smile as earlier in the night, "Tyler thinks your dreamy," he said with a laugh.
I hesitated, pondering the spectrum of possible responses.
Hunter followed up, "Like, he wants your cock, bad".
"You guys know how to make a guy feel good," I replied with a laugh. I could feel my cock fluttering in my jeans.
My place wasn't far from the bar, so I told Hunter I was going to just walk back. I waited for him to get his Uber and then headed towards my place. As soon as I could I pulled Tyler's number out. I thought about waiting till the next day but that was too long. I started typing.
[Me]: Hey man, it's Alec. Great meeting again, wanted to make sure you have my number too.
After a few minutes my screen it up. Without even reading his response I could feel my cock fluttering even more.
[Ty]: Awesome. Glad you texted me. Shame the night had to end.
Before I could think of my response...
[Ty]: Also, I feel bad. I realized us talking so much probably kept you from scoring one of the cute girls at the bar.
[Me]: Eh, don't sell yourself short. Lolol.
[Ty]: LOL. I mean my conversation game is strong but I know my limitations. Can only compete with a great ass and tits so much!
[Me]: Trust me, you had my full attention.
[Ty]: Hush! I appreciate the generosity. Just glad you enjoyed the convo.
[Me]: And anyways, I should be apologizing to you for not letting you pull some action either.
[Ty]: LOL. You had MY full attention!
[Me]: You're too kind. Appreciate the love!
[Ty]: I mean it! Ask Hunter, I was like damn, don't tease me with straight guys like that.
[Ty]: Not to be forward or anything LOL. I'm sure you get it all the time.
[Me]: Not from guys that look like you..
[Ty]: OK, now you're being way too generous LOL
[Me]: Hardly, you're a stud
[Ty]: Likewise, I think I undressed you in my head a dozen times over
My mouth went dry.
[Ty]: Sorry. That for sure sounded a bit forward.
[Me]: Likewise. And hardly...
[Ty]: Yea?
[Me]: Yea. I was hoping you'd come onto me all night.
[Ty]: Is now too late?
[Me]: Your place or mine?
[Ty]: ??
[Ty]: My apartment neighbors are out of town. Mine? ??
[Me]: Perfect. On my way.
As I rode in the Uber over to Tyler's I tried to play out how things would start. Would we make out? Should I just walk in and push him against the wall? Should we start with a drink? I rubbed my cock through my jeans. I couldn't wait to taste him.
As I knocked on the door, I could hear Tyler's footsteps. My heart was beating out of my chest.
As he unlocked the door he I could hear him proclaiming, "Sorry, I didn't order a pizza."
I laughed. Of course he knew how to break the ice.
"Oh, whatever you're delivering I'm taking," he joked. Handing me a beer as I came into his place. He had a gorgeous skyline view of the city. Naturally, I was envisioning getting fucked against it.
"So glad you came dude," he said with a smile. "And please don't feel any obligation, I know I was pretty forward."
"Too quote a friend, hush!" I replied. We both laughed.
"Want a tour?" he chimed back. Motioning me to follow him. I grabbed my beer and caught up to him.
Conveniently, the tour ended in his bedroom.
He sat on the corner of the bed. "Whatcha thinking?" he asked as he looked up at me.
"I'm thinking I need to make good on my offer and let you see the real thing," I said back with a smirk.
"How did I get so lucky?" he replied back, biting on his finger.
I slowly took my shirt off. Looking at Ty as it came off my head.
"Fuck. Damn you got a great body," he blurted out. I could see his other hand sliding down towards his crotch.
I inched toward him as I started unbuckling my pants. I wanted to be on full display.
I had been waiting for this moment for weeks and could barely contain myself. I pushed my jeans and boxers down letting my hard cock bounce out from underneath. I turned around as I stepped out of my pants and let my ass stay in Ty's face.
He sat up and pulled me in. His hands on my hips and then my ass.
"God, I want to fuck you," he uttered as he squeezed my ass with both hands. He then ran his fingers up my back. I could feel how strong they were.
"Like what you see?" I flirted back as I felt my cock in my hand. It was already throbbing.
"I'm speechless," he replied after a few moments. I spun back around so he could see my cock. I looked him in the eyes, enthralled by how fucking sexy he was.
"I want you in my mouth," I told him, as I got down on my knees. He rested back on the palms of his hands as I helped him undo his belt and jeans. As we pushed them down his cock rose up. It was hotter than I ever could hikaye porno (https://www.doeda.xxx/category/hikayeler-1/) have imagined. His clean, cut cock stood straight up. It had to have been at least 8"", thick, with a slight curve. The tip was calling my name. I could barely wait to get his pants off as I locked my lips around it.
I could feel Ty running his hand through my hair as I played with his tip with my tongue. My hands on his thighs, I kissed his shaft up and down. I wanted to savor every second. I kept looking up at him, I wanted to see the pleasure in his face. He bit his lip and I worked down to his balls.
I kept running my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip. As I reached the top I let a thick stream of spit come from my mouth and drip down his shaft. I took his cock in both hands and worked it. I had never tried this before, but I wanted to feel him not only in my mouth but also my hands. As I worked his pulsing shaft, I hit his tip with my tongue. Flicking it back and forth.
I could not wait any longer, I wanted him all in my mouth. I started low, holding the base of his shaft, just bobbing a couple inches of his cock into my mouth at a time. My lips suctioned around his shaft as it slid in and out. I could see it glistening in the light as it hit my spit that was coated all over. I was ready to take more. I took a second to gather myself, I didn't want to mess up. I licked him up and down one more time. Sucking on his balls at the bottom.
Without hesitation I pushed his tip into my mouth as far as it could go. It felt so much thicker than my dildo. I let it drop out of my mouth, spit dripping from the tip. I gave it a stroke up and down and then ran it back into my mouth. This time I purposefully pushed it deep and fast. I gaged hard, but I wanted every inch in me. I pushed again, his tip hitting my throat, I gaged again. I let his cock hang again as I stroked his shaft with the spit I had just gaged up.
The next throat was going to be what I had been waiting to show him. I shoveled his cock back in my mouth, jamming it against the entry to my throat. I held it tight for a second, feeling the fullness of him inside me. My throat muscles relaxed and the remaining shaft dived into my mouth. My lips could feel his balls. I lifted my head ever so slightly, letting his shaft reemerge briefly, then plunging my face back down and throating his cock.
"Fuck, fuck..." Tyler moaned out. I could feel his legs tense each time I throated him.
His moans were bliss to my ears. This was what I had been fantasizing about for weeks. I wanted to be the strongest orgasm he had ever felt.
I continued alternating between stroking his shaft that was covered in my spit and throating every inch of him.
"I'm going to cum. Damn. I don't think I can las..." Tyler tried to muster. I could start to feel his warm load spill into my mouth. I eased off throating and sucked down on his shaft, stroking his base. His cum tasted so fucking hot. It filled every inch of my mouth. I had dreamed of swallowing my first load and drank it down slowly. Licking my lips to get every last drop.
"God you're good. So fucking good." Tyler blurted out as he caught his breath.
"Are you as good with your cock as you are you are your mouth?" Tyler asked as he reached between his legs, feeling up his ass.
"Wanna find out?" I said with a smirk. Even though I desperately wanted to get fucked and ride Tyler's big cock, I wanted to cater to his every need. He wanted to get my cock and I wasn't about to say otherwise. He inched back on his bed, readying himself for missionary.
"I want to see you when you're inside me," he stated as I inched between his sexy, fit legs. I reached over his shoulder and grabbed a condom and lube from his night stand. The condom rolled down my throbbing hard cock and I coated on a layer of lube. I teased his rim with my tip to get the additional lube in place.
I leaned forward, licking and kissing his chest as my hand helped guide my tip and shaft slowly into his tight ass. I could feel him tense and then relax, taking deep breaths as he looked up at me. I started stroking in and out, just a few inches at a time.
"You feel incredible," he moaned out. "You look incredible", he followed.
I could not believe how lucky I was to be fucking this hot stud. He was truly incredible. Every inch of his body had me aroused.
As we worked in rhythm I could feel myself getting deeper and deeper with my strokes.
"How does that feel?" I asked, barely getting the words out of my mouth.
"Please don't stop," he responded, as his hands wrapped around my back. I leaned forward, wanting to taste his lips.
He inched up towards me and our mouths locked. Our tongues wrapping around each other. I thrusted up in him, feeling him bite my lower lip.
"Cum for me," he begged, as our foreheads rested on each other's. I stared into his eyes as I thrusted faster and deeper. I had been holding my climax for what felt like minutes, not wanting it to end.
I tensed up as the rim of his ass glided along the shaft of my cock, making it tingle and orgasm. I sunk my cock deep in his ass one more time as I filled the condom with my cum.
Tyler could feel my body tensing. "You are perfect," he whispered in my ear. "You are perfect," I replied back, as I bit his ear.
My first story, feedback much appreciated!
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As Hunter and I waited for our drinks at the bar he clued me in on what his friends thought of me.
"They think you're really hot," he said with something of a half smirk, half smile on his face.
Out of my periphery I could see the group of boisterous 20-something year old guys he was referring to. Each with a drink in their hand laughing and chatting at their table.
I laughed, "You guys are too nice."
He smiled, "You could do some real damage here...that's if you liked guys of course."
I laughed again, "Cheers."
"To another week down," Hunter proclaimed as our glasses pinged off each other.
It was the start to just another Friday night out for Hunter and me.
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Hunter and I had become good friends through our MBA graduate program that we had started just a few months earlier. Since orientation week we had stuck together. We both had a wacky sense of humor and an appreciation for having a good time. We quickly assimilated with a few other students that also fit that mold. When we weren't studying or working on case presentations, we were at happy hour or enjoying dinner at someone's apartment. Having moved from across the country to start graduate school, finding such a close group of friends was awesome.
Hunter was openly gay, and I, after I slept with two of our female classmates in the first week of school, was safely assumed to be straight, or so everyone thought. While I had always dated and hooked-up with women, I had a curiosity and attraction to men, physically at least. I wasn't a stranger to gay or bisexual porn by any means. I had even dabbled in phone sex with men I met online. I was picky though, always fantasizing about fit, hard bodied jocks with big thick cocks. What can I say? I had a type.
That said, I had never hooked up with a guy in person. The female market was always abundant and my attraction to women was strong to say the least -- I loved the rush of meeting and sleeping with women. That's a story for another time.
The other barrier to entry, or perceived barrier, for hooking up with men was my hesitation about the romantic element. Sure, I could see myself taking a big cock in my mouth, or bouncing my ass on a hard shaft, but what about making out? The idea of kissing another guy didn't appeal to me.
Ultimately, I convinced myself that it was just a sexual craving or pure fantasy to be with a guy, and that when the moment would come I wouldn't feel that same intensity. Maybe I was in denial, maybe push had not come to shove -- literally.
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Things changed when I met Hunter. As we began hanging out more and more, he began taking me and our friends to some of his favorite gay bars and hangouts. He was a native of the city and socialite himself, wherever he took us he had the in. It seemed like we would always get the hookup, whether it was cutting the line, no cover, or cheap drinks. It didn't matter what sexual orientation any of us were, nights out with Hunter on the gay scene were always going to be a blast.
It also didn't hurt that the gay scene brought out more straight women than I ever imagined. Needless to say, there was something to be had for everyone.
Hunter never shied away from introducing me to his gay friends either. His friends quickly became my friends. Like Hunter, they knew how to have a good time and laugh, I loved that -- I looked forward to each time we'd meet-up.
Hunter also had a way of keeping an eye out for me -- I think he felt an obligation to not let me feel uncomfortable with any unwanted attention from other guys. I tried to assure him I didn't mind; I enjoyed a good conversation regardless who it was with. I also really loved the attention -- but I didn't let on to that quiet yet. He eventually started to let his guard down. He knew if I needed to be bailed out I'd holler.
As the attention from guys kept up, so did my fantasizing about my first cock. I still hadn't quite committed to the idea yet, but I was becoming more and more convinced of it. I loved the idea of turning on another man, making his cock harden and lust for me. I wanted to be the desired object, making them feel and orgasm like never before. Perhaps this was my ultra-competitive drive, or maybe my sexual appetite was larger than I ever thought.
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I still needed to figure out what I could and would do if given the chance. I decided to order a 9'' dildo and see for myself. As I suctioned it on my wall for the first time my thirst for it was insatiable. I wanted to lick it all over. Just the feeling of my tongue and lips against the shaft gave me shivers. I hadn't even taken it in my mouth yet. As I started stroking my own cock down, I wrapped my lips around the tip and then let it slide into my mouth. It felt like an out of body experience. I let it out of my mouth for a moment and tried to comprehend the satisfaction I was having. Why had I depraved myself of this for so long?
I pushed the dildo back into my mouth as far hastane porno (https://www.doeda.xxx/category/hastane-1/) and as hard as I could. I immediately gagged and let it hang free again. I became almost animalistic, I attacked it again. With each time my gag reflex seemed to lessen more and more. Finally, as I pushed the tip to the back of my mouth, I could sense I wasn't going to gag. I loved how full my mouth felt as I held the dildo there, spit dripping from around my lips. Suddenly, as I was about to release my suction, I felt a relaxation of my throat and the dildo slid its remaining inches into my mouth.
In disbelief, I let the dildo fall from my mouth as I gasped for air and tried to comprehend what had just happened. I looked at how long the dildo was, considering for a second how on earth that had just all went in my mouth.
"Did I just deepthroat?" I wondered to myself. I had to reassess. I took the dildo right back in my mouth, this time without hesitation of gaging and let the tip navigate as far back as it could. I held again and instantly my throat muscles relaxed. I did this again and again and again. I was overcome with satisfaction.
As I looked down at my own cock, I couldn't believe how hard it was, I hadn't even been touching it. In a state of pure bliss I yanked the dildo off the wall and walked to my bathroom. I suctioned it onto my shower wall and covered it with lube. In a half trance, I bent over and backed my ass up on it. I had fingered my ass before, but nothing like this. I felt the cool sensation of the lube fill the rim of my ass. I paused, repositioning my hands on the opposing wall for leverage. I then started sliding the dildo into my ass. The filling and stretching sensation was intense, but I was craving it more than ever. Over the next 15 minutes I kept working the dildo in and out of my ass. I then found every surface in the bathroom to place it and fuck it. Like I said, I was animalistic.
Lastly, I placed it right on the floor and squatted down on it. I kept going further and further, hitting depths of my insides I never thought possible. I saw myself in the mirror, sweat dripping from my face. I moaned and slid down again, conquering every inch. I was addicted. I started bouncing, my hard cock doing the same. I could barely sleep that night. I was ready for my first cock.
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Back to that Friday night with Hunter.
As Hunter and I finished our cheers we turned and headed over to his friends. It was a group I hadn't met before, but, like many of his friends, I could tell I was going to get along with them before even being introduced. That night was no exception.
As the night progressed, I got to chat and laugh with all of them. We talked sports, gym, travel -- and drank some good cocktails while we were at it.
Oh, I forgot to mention they were all incredibly attractive. Even by my narrow standards.
There was one guy that stood out, Tyler.
He was about my height, but had an extra 5-10lbs of muscle on him -- my wheels were turning. He wore a Cali surf t-shirt, tight washed jeans, and a pair of vans sneakers. He was exactly my vibe. We figured out we had grown up a few towns apart in SoCal. We talked about surfing and the differences in lifestyle between the coasts. He was in law school and shared in the same daily grind as Hunter and I.
The conversation flowed for what felt like hours. From time to time we'd become reintegrated in the group, only to find ourselves split off getting each other drinks or just talking about our respective college football allegiances. His smile was infectious.
As the evening began to come to a close, I felt the strongest urge to come onto him, but I didn't know what to say. I knew Hunter had given them the heads-up I was straight, so I assumed it probably wasn't even on his mind. "Maybe next time," I started to tell myself.
I stepped away from the group to pay my bar tab. Not paying attention, Tyler came up from behind and slapped his hand on my shoulder.
"Hey man, were getting our Uber, but it was great meeting," he said in his soft-spoken voice.
"For sure, we gotta kick it again sometime," I replied, trying to play it cool and while simultaneously trying to think of something more playful to say. The nerves were real.
"No doubt, here's my number," he quickly replied, placing a piece of ripped off receipt with his digits on the counter.
"Let's go Ty!" yelled one of the other guys from across the bar.
"Comin!" he yelled back as he turned towards the door. He gave a quick pivot back around and pointed at his digits and then at me, "Hit me up". He headed towards to door.
I had to gather myself for a second, "For sure! Later dude!" was the best I could give, but I could see him glance back with a smile.
I watched him head towards the exit, crossing paths with Hunter one last time. The two shook hands and gave each other a hug. I could see Tyler say something to Hunter but didn't know what. Hunter smiled and laughed, looking over at me. Every inch of me was begging hemşire porno (https://www.doeda.xxx/category/hemsire-1/) for it to be about me.
Hunter walked over, holding that same half smirk, half smile as earlier in the night, "Tyler thinks your dreamy," he said with a laugh.
I hesitated, pondering the spectrum of possible responses.
Hunter followed up, "Like, he wants your cock, bad".
"You guys know how to make a guy feel good," I replied with a laugh. I could feel my cock fluttering in my jeans.
My place wasn't far from the bar, so I told Hunter I was going to just walk back. I waited for him to get his Uber and then headed towards my place. As soon as I could I pulled Tyler's number out. I thought about waiting till the next day but that was too long. I started typing.
[Me]: Hey man, it's Alec. Great meeting again, wanted to make sure you have my number too.
After a few minutes my screen it up. Without even reading his response I could feel my cock fluttering even more.
[Ty]: Awesome. Glad you texted me. Shame the night had to end.
Before I could think of my response...
[Ty]: Also, I feel bad. I realized us talking so much probably kept you from scoring one of the cute girls at the bar.
[Me]: Eh, don't sell yourself short. Lolol.
[Ty]: LOL. I mean my conversation game is strong but I know my limitations. Can only compete with a great ass and tits so much!
[Me]: Trust me, you had my full attention.
[Ty]: Hush! I appreciate the generosity. Just glad you enjoyed the convo.
[Me]: And anyways, I should be apologizing to you for not letting you pull some action either.
[Ty]: LOL. You had MY full attention!
[Me]: You're too kind. Appreciate the love!
[Ty]: I mean it! Ask Hunter, I was like damn, don't tease me with straight guys like that.
[Ty]: Not to be forward or anything LOL. I'm sure you get it all the time.
[Me]: Not from guys that look like you..
[Ty]: OK, now you're being way too generous LOL
[Me]: Hardly, you're a stud
[Ty]: Likewise, I think I undressed you in my head a dozen times over
My mouth went dry.
[Ty]: Sorry. That for sure sounded a bit forward.
[Me]: Likewise. And hardly...
[Ty]: Yea?
[Me]: Yea. I was hoping you'd come onto me all night.
[Ty]: Is now too late?
[Me]: Your place or mine?
[Ty]: ??
[Ty]: My apartment neighbors are out of town. Mine? ??
[Me]: Perfect. On my way.
As I rode in the Uber over to Tyler's I tried to play out how things would start. Would we make out? Should I just walk in and push him against the wall? Should we start with a drink? I rubbed my cock through my jeans. I couldn't wait to taste him.
As I knocked on the door, I could hear Tyler's footsteps. My heart was beating out of my chest.
As he unlocked the door he I could hear him proclaiming, "Sorry, I didn't order a pizza."
I laughed. Of course he knew how to break the ice.
"Oh, whatever you're delivering I'm taking," he joked. Handing me a beer as I came into his place. He had a gorgeous skyline view of the city. Naturally, I was envisioning getting fucked against it.
"So glad you came dude," he said with a smile. "And please don't feel any obligation, I know I was pretty forward."
"Too quote a friend, hush!" I replied. We both laughed.
"Want a tour?" he chimed back. Motioning me to follow him. I grabbed my beer and caught up to him.
Conveniently, the tour ended in his bedroom.
He sat on the corner of the bed. "Whatcha thinking?" he asked as he looked up at me.
"I'm thinking I need to make good on my offer and let you see the real thing," I said back with a smirk.
"How did I get so lucky?" he replied back, biting on his finger.
I slowly took my shirt off. Looking at Ty as it came off my head.
"Fuck. Damn you got a great body," he blurted out. I could see his other hand sliding down towards his crotch.
I inched toward him as I started unbuckling my pants. I wanted to be on full display.
I had been waiting for this moment for weeks and could barely contain myself. I pushed my jeans and boxers down letting my hard cock bounce out from underneath. I turned around as I stepped out of my pants and let my ass stay in Ty's face.
He sat up and pulled me in. His hands on my hips and then my ass.
"God, I want to fuck you," he uttered as he squeezed my ass with both hands. He then ran his fingers up my back. I could feel how strong they were.
"Like what you see?" I flirted back as I felt my cock in my hand. It was already throbbing.
"I'm speechless," he replied after a few moments. I spun back around so he could see my cock. I looked him in the eyes, enthralled by how fucking sexy he was.
"I want you in my mouth," I told him, as I got down on my knees. He rested back on the palms of his hands as I helped him undo his belt and jeans. As we pushed them down his cock rose up. It was hotter than I ever could hikaye porno (https://www.doeda.xxx/category/hikayeler-1/) have imagined. His clean, cut cock stood straight up. It had to have been at least 8"", thick, with a slight curve. The tip was calling my name. I could barely wait to get his pants off as I locked my lips around it.
I could feel Ty running his hand through my hair as I played with his tip with my tongue. My hands on his thighs, I kissed his shaft up and down. I wanted to savor every second. I kept looking up at him, I wanted to see the pleasure in his face. He bit his lip and I worked down to his balls.
I kept running my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip. As I reached the top I let a thick stream of spit come from my mouth and drip down his shaft. I took his cock in both hands and worked it. I had never tried this before, but I wanted to feel him not only in my mouth but also my hands. As I worked his pulsing shaft, I hit his tip with my tongue. Flicking it back and forth.
I could not wait any longer, I wanted him all in my mouth. I started low, holding the base of his shaft, just bobbing a couple inches of his cock into my mouth at a time. My lips suctioned around his shaft as it slid in and out. I could see it glistening in the light as it hit my spit that was coated all over. I was ready to take more. I took a second to gather myself, I didn't want to mess up. I licked him up and down one more time. Sucking on his balls at the bottom.
Without hesitation I pushed his tip into my mouth as far as it could go. It felt so much thicker than my dildo. I let it drop out of my mouth, spit dripping from the tip. I gave it a stroke up and down and then ran it back into my mouth. This time I purposefully pushed it deep and fast. I gaged hard, but I wanted every inch in me. I pushed again, his tip hitting my throat, I gaged again. I let his cock hang again as I stroked his shaft with the spit I had just gaged up.
The next throat was going to be what I had been waiting to show him. I shoveled his cock back in my mouth, jamming it against the entry to my throat. I held it tight for a second, feeling the fullness of him inside me. My throat muscles relaxed and the remaining shaft dived into my mouth. My lips could feel his balls. I lifted my head ever so slightly, letting his shaft reemerge briefly, then plunging my face back down and throating his cock.
"Fuck, fuck..." Tyler moaned out. I could feel his legs tense each time I throated him.
His moans were bliss to my ears. This was what I had been fantasizing about for weeks. I wanted to be the strongest orgasm he had ever felt.
I continued alternating between stroking his shaft that was covered in my spit and throating every inch of him.
"I'm going to cum. Damn. I don't think I can las..." Tyler tried to muster. I could start to feel his warm load spill into my mouth. I eased off throating and sucked down on his shaft, stroking his base. His cum tasted so fucking hot. It filled every inch of my mouth. I had dreamed of swallowing my first load and drank it down slowly. Licking my lips to get every last drop.
"God you're good. So fucking good." Tyler blurted out as he caught his breath.
"Are you as good with your cock as you are you are your mouth?" Tyler asked as he reached between his legs, feeling up his ass.
"Wanna find out?" I said with a smirk. Even though I desperately wanted to get fucked and ride Tyler's big cock, I wanted to cater to his every need. He wanted to get my cock and I wasn't about to say otherwise. He inched back on his bed, readying himself for missionary.
"I want to see you when you're inside me," he stated as I inched between his sexy, fit legs. I reached over his shoulder and grabbed a condom and lube from his night stand. The condom rolled down my throbbing hard cock and I coated on a layer of lube. I teased his rim with my tip to get the additional lube in place.
I leaned forward, licking and kissing his chest as my hand helped guide my tip and shaft slowly into his tight ass. I could feel him tense and then relax, taking deep breaths as he looked up at me. I started stroking in and out, just a few inches at a time.
"You feel incredible," he moaned out. "You look incredible", he followed.
I could not believe how lucky I was to be fucking this hot stud. He was truly incredible. Every inch of his body had me aroused.
As we worked in rhythm I could feel myself getting deeper and deeper with my strokes.
"How does that feel?" I asked, barely getting the words out of my mouth.
"Please don't stop," he responded, as his hands wrapped around my back. I leaned forward, wanting to taste his lips.
He inched up towards me and our mouths locked. Our tongues wrapping around each other. I thrusted up in him, feeling him bite my lower lip.
"Cum for me," he begged, as our foreheads rested on each other's. I stared into his eyes as I thrusted faster and deeper. I had been holding my climax for what felt like minutes, not wanting it to end.
I tensed up as the rim of his ass glided along the shaft of my cock, making it tingle and orgasm. I sunk my cock deep in his ass one more time as I filled the condom with my cum.
Tyler could feel my body tensing. "You are perfect," he whispered in my ear. "You are perfect," I replied back, as I bit his ear.