Starwood Posted December 7 Report Posted December 7 About 6 years ago was chatting with a guy, mid 30s nice furry stocky body, usually early morning. Arranged to meet, went to his place and only ended up with a disappointing BJ. He could not get hard, too much coke. He turned out to be one of those guys who would message incessantly early morning ( When high), but if I messaged at 3pm, I would get ghosted. Once or twice arrange a meet, but never confirm, ghost me a bit, then apologise and say he would message. I gave up on him. Had messaged a month ago, to say he wanted to meet I just said "great", no more. Anyway, see him online and send a message to say let's meet. He agrees, invites me over, says he wants me to strip off, find him wanking in the bedroom and go from there. Have to rush a bit as wants to meet before the footie starts. Fortunately I was fairly clean from a previous douche. So did not take long to get clean and set off. Although he is only 8 miles away traffic was bad, a rain storm didn't help, but I get there, he buzzes me in and get to the flat. Go in and strip as instructed. Find him on bed wanking, go down on him. He is big, not the biggest I have had, but certainly in the last year, but still give it all I have. Before too long he is off the bed. Telling me to get face down, legs up. Gets a bit of lube and shoves it in me, Christ did it hurt, wished I had poppers, but goes for it. He pumps away, my arse is on fire, just as I am thinking I am going to have to get him to stop I hear "Where do you want this". Obviously I say in me and he grunts and explodes. We finish, clean up a bit and I get dressed , and out. All done in 15 mins, he did still miss Fulham's first goal!
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