My story begins, ironically, at the end of a chapter. After 7 years and another struggling yr, my married woman and I decided that it was best that we finally folded and got a divorce. Naturally, I think we were both hurting over our new reality and we both took to different things to grapple. She developed a new relationship while I drank away my hurt. This seemed to work for me but I didn't sleep together just how well it would help me find myself until a few months later.

Towards the end of the union I had begun playing an on-line biz with an old admirer of mine who had moved away. I knew he came out as gay while he was in college but thought nothing of it. We would chat during the games about what was going on in our life story and soon enough he would pop out to tell me that he had always had a calf love on me and often thought of making a move when we used to hang out together. I would, in bout, laugh it off and usually change the subject.

Soon our conversations moved to Snapchat with each of us taking delineation of whatever was around us at the time. Mostly the TV or the wall. One night when he sent me a picture of his TV, I noticed he was enjoying some gay porn. I had had a few drinks so we were laughing back and forth about it. This is the moment it all started.

"You should definitely direct me a ikon of your putz ! ”, he said. ‘ Haha, you are fucking looney ! ”, I replied. All it took was a few more suggestions of him wanting to see a picture of my cock for him to jerk off to. Next thing I knew I was sending impression of my dick, raging boner, and then followed with picture of me jerking myself off.

The following morning I was scared and wondering :"Am I bi ? Will he tell anyone ?"This went on for a few more months. I would get drunk and send him delineation and he would beam me the aftermath of my moving picture, him with cum all over him. Every morning after I would swear I wasn't gay and insist that couldnt chance again. Then he came to town for a visit.

With one simple-minded text I became extremely hard :"I am in town, wan na hang out later ?"I immediately took a mate scene and responded back that I would like to hang up out. About an hour later he was knocking on my room access. When I opened it, there he was looking the same as the day he left town. At that moment I knew that something was going to go down, I could feel it, so I offered him to hail in and get a seat on my couch next to me. I don't think back what we were watching but I sat there in sweatpants.

Within minutes it seemed, he was giving me the eye. You know the eyes,"Please let me get that dick in my mouth !"I played shy for a bit and then the next affair I knew he had his helping hand in my sweat pants. His cold hand on my ardent peter instantly made me hard. There was no hiding it in my sweat suit. He began stroking my 7 inch of tough cock and I don't know what came over me but I leaned in and started making out with him as hard as I have ever made out with mortal before. He pushed my font away with his face and folded my sweats down with his hands. He then gave me one utmost look before he took my heavy prick into his oral fissure. Oh damn the feeling of his mouthpiece swallowing my tool turned me on like never before. I made him stop and then lead him into my room.

Once in my room we both stripped down completely naked. There I was staring at 9 inches of gorgeous cock that I needed in my mouth at that second. We fell to the bed where we took each other's cocks in our mouthpiece and began to go down on like our lifespan depended on it. The feeling of his vast turncock entering and leaving my mouth, touching my throat, almost made me cum over and over. I tried concentrating on his pecker and forgetting mine but the way his cock made me experience and the way he was sucking on mine was so laborious to stay intact. At that power point he turned me over and moved his face to my ass.

Before I could say that I wasn't set up to be fucked he began caressing my ass with his knife. His tongue, ever so gently, sliding around and sometimes in my jam. After a few minutes I knew that I needed his huge cock deep inside me. I needed it so practically that I began to beg for it !"Please lie with me ! I need that hammer in me !"He then reached in his pants sack that he had thrown to the level earlier and pulled out a small bottleful of lubricator. He dripped some on my hole and used his digit to work it around. He then proposed a interrogation that I never thought I would hear directed at me,"Should I put a safe on ?"I was way too randy for that and just blurted out,"No, just fuck me please !"With that answer he quickly lubed up his pecker and slowly started sliding it in me.

When he first started to slide his big, veiny, hawkshaw inside me I started to wonder if I had made a fault. The first base few thrust had me wincing and moaning in annoyance. However, soon, we found our rhythm. My moans of annoyance became moans of pleasure and excitement. My centre were rolling in the dorsum of my head with every thrust. His panting made me more hot and I found myself pushing my ass towards him while reaching around pulling him to me. I wanted him to stay inside me. I wanted to stay in that position forever. That is until he pulled out and told me to stand up.

I did as I was told and he stood up as well. My peter throbbing, wanting to cum so bad but also not wanting this to end. He grabbed ahold of my ass and lifted me up unto his equally throbbing cock. He plowed me up against the rampart, staring at me with the most bountiful"fuck me face"I had ever seen. I bounced on his cock for what seemed comparable ever, careful not to touch my cock to him as I knew I would pip my consignment at any bit.

Finally, he carried me on his turncock over to the bed and laid me back down. With a few Thomas More thrusts I was cumming all over myself. I had never cum so very much before. I didn't even know I could hold up that much inside of me. He pulled his rock hard, throbbing penis out of me and told me to sit up. He then came all over my side and on my lingua. My dick was still throbbing, my ass still craving. He then took my prick in his mouth and drained any shoemaker's last cum I had left in there. At that moment I fell asleep completely satisfied. When I woke up he was gone, but he definitely did come vertebral column ...