So a few twelvemonth ago I downloaded the Whisper app after something pissed me off, think it was my ex lady friend and I wanted to vent, to tell the reality but without really telling anyone. Anyway after a few days I came across posts from the great unwashed doing the usual.

"I'm horny."“ Nude for nude."and all that crap.

I hadn't masturbated in a few days and was quite horny myself… so I started posting about it I think I had just recently realised just how porn had infected my mind and how hot I found blowjob and deepthroats in erotica, and how big thick dick turned me on just as practically if not more than a beautiful girl.

Some hour passed and then I posted a simple subject matter, something like."I would love to take in a big cock right hand now."

I got the usual reply."Me too."“ So hot."

Funnily enough I also got a."Oh doodly-squat, never judgement I thought you were a chick… but enjoy wanting over my cock."

But then I got a reply that was a lilliputian different."So what are you into ?"So I told him… blowjob, deepthroat, big pecker, some throatfucking. We messaged each other quite a bit, eventually leading to the message where he told me he kinda wanted to try sucking dick himself, he was straight and had a girl, but he wanted to try it so he knew what it was like. We started to plan a meeting.

I left early that day, every measure was half exited anticipation and one-half ‘ Oh my god what the piece of tail am I doing, I'm going to get kidnapped and murdered.'

I sat at our arraigned meeting office in my planned textile and waited. After a few minutes of watching alien go by. Then a black-market man, around the same 20's age, a bit taller than me and athletic, walked up to me and said what I thought sounded like"Chris ?"

"No"I shook my head word, and returned to my phone looking for a reply from the person I was waiting for. He sent a few messages about the merging place to see if we were in the same place and then he asked again if I was wearing the planned cloths and sitting in the right spot. So I gave the particular again. The same guy came back, confusing me a slight, but this clip I heard him right.

"rustle ?"

I realised what had happened and quickly explained before he run me to his car and we drove to my house. It was a shortstop ride, but every second of it I was just staring at his crotch thinking. ‘ I wonder if its true, I wonder how big he is. What will it be like, what will it taste like. I want to start paying with it right now.'But directing him to my home was well-fixed when I could see where we were going. So I held myself back. When we got to my theater everyone else was still in study, just like I planned. I locked the doorway and lead him upstairs to my room, where he sat in my chair… in this very chair I'm sitting in now as I tell this narration. I set up my laptop after he asked me what form of porn I was into. We started off by him fulfilling his wonder and sucking my dick… I was ‘ Meh'about it. I knew I liked stopcock, but I think getting a BJ from another guy isn't my thing. I guess I'm just more of a giver than a telephone receiver with a guy. ‘ That and performance anxiety.'But that was something he did NOT ache from.

He dropped his short circuit and gasp, and out flopped his thick nine column inch black tool and sat down, as he grew in front of me, I just knew from that moment on I would always look at a cock and remember this moment. I fell to my knees and took his shaft in my hand, my fingers barley wrapping around it as I started stroking him harder and harder. I began to drub the tip of his peter the tasting hit my tongue, the taste of a real man. I wrapped my other helping hand around it, working him in my workforce as I tried my best to screen my teeth with my lips as he entered my wet greedy sassing, I felt my jaw aching almost instantly as I started bobbing up and down on the brain, my clapper flicking all over. I wanted him to catch my fountainhead and just start forcing me down on his member, making me gag and slobber all over him, but looking back it was probably a good thing he was more interest in my worshiping his glorious cock. I started to push further down, one… two… three… I paused, stroking from his testicle to my mouth with both mitt, the power of his rooster, the heat energy and pulsing, the discernment and smell… and then four inches down. I stared down the remaining five and a bit inches as I came back up for air, my virgin throat had never sucked stopcock before and this was a splendid turncock for a first of all prison term. I started to thrash his balls, soft and hard at the same fourth dimension, licking up along his member back to the tip. He started to watch porn on the laptop as I pleasured him, the sound of moaning sucking and screwing filled my head as I went back to my labor of fitting as a lot of him inside me as I could, I gagged, I choked a short and I almost failed, but managed to get about an in more down when I could severalise he wanted me to finish him off.

I started to furiously lick and suck the head and the first few in, stroking with both bridge player, imitating all the smut hotshot I had watched. Looking into his eyes as my reward got closer and closer. I could experience the alteration in the gibe as cum made its way through his phallus to my oral cavity. I started to pull away, but thankfully he held my promontory in seat, his cum splattered into my mouth over my knife, it was salty sweet and felt like a mix of pee and jam as I swallowed down spurt after jet, coating my throat with ardent sticky cum, six awful spurt in total, I licked the question a little more before I slumped back, my jaw aching and my throat painted with his cum.

He stood from the chair, pulling up his underdrawers and made his way out of my room. As I followed, the last affair he said as I unlocked the door was."Naughty boy."And then he was gone. No gens, no further contact, no more pose big black cock .