The decorator

It’s not long before the winks start flowing.

Of course the weirdos are in full force. ...Why the fuk, would you wanna meet someone with out knowing what they look like. Actually does it mean owt, they catfish and have pics from their bygone era. FFs.

One guy stands out. Cute, my sort of type.

Who am I kidding, if he’s got a cock, he’s probably my type. I’m full of shit sometimes.

Well this boy is making the right noises. All the usual shit that goes down in these horny chat conversations. I follow with the pics I have. He keeps asking the questions. The one that’s very common on these shag sites. What you into then? rears it’s head. Normally I reply with “I wanna fuck you till you bleed” but with this boy I’m thinking an easier approach. After all , with my earlier steamy meet, I’m needing some fun and this lad looks the ticket. He lives at home and cannot travel , fuck! Im Still at work and it’s going dark, gone 8, yes I know I’ve been playing on the net for over 2 hours.

Since the adorable Andy fucked off, leaving me in a hot and sweaty state. Still with his armpit sweat in my gob.

So we progressed to the rude pics, his cock looks good , long and thin, goes straight in. You get the gist. So We agreed too meet out doors, the back of his house. He was going to creep out down the garden under the car porch. He wanted a blow job. I was horny for dick. So hey an 8 mile drive to a shithole of a town to suck a lad off, I’ve never met before. What could possibly could go wrong !

Down the mucky back ally way , in the pitch black. Just my phone to guide my path. How the fuck I found his place I will never know. I suppose queens on a mission for cock fun, they can sniff it out at 200yards.

Well I arrived, sure enough he was there. A lot more handsome than his profile dictates. I dutifully went to my knees immediately. No instruction needed. I knew my position, knelt before him ready to receive his cock. This is exactly as he had asked me while chatting. It certainly was a long dick, taking his rod into my mouth working my tongue around his fore skin. I could taste a little soap. Bless him, he’d well prepared for this evenings antics. Nothing worse than a cheesy penis!

Fuk, it’s long .....I struggled at first, but determined, I never give in. I took that dick well. He moaned and groaned, I take it he was enjoying the pleasure of fucking my mouth. I gagged. I deep throated best I could. He then held my head firmly, fucking my mouth harder and harder.

Take it you cocking sucking bitch, he quietly muttered.

With that , my head firmly being held against his crotch, the fucker pushed hard and his long dick went past the reflex point. I coughed and spluttered. Jesus! I’m not sure I could take this huge tool anymore. But! I’m made of sterner stuff! I took it past again, deep into the depths of my throat. That was it, he knew he’d got a compliant dick sucker and he was not going to let this whore go till he was through with it. Getting what he wants.

Then without warning, he shot his load. I nearly choked! it was right there In the back of my throat. I didn’t even taste it. Of course I swallowed the fucking lot.

He withdrew his cock, I didn’t want to let it go.

That was awesome, he whispered again. I wanna come again.

Fuck!......

His cock was still in my hand, it was still incredibly hard. Super hard in fact. He grabbed my head yet again and forced his dick in too my sore mouth. I didn’t hesitate to please this guy again. I wanted it. Needed it even.

Dirty thoughts rushed through my head. What is he going to do next?

He held my head tight, yet again. Of course he needn’t do that. This bitch knows his place. I’m gonna stay right put and let him use me. I’ve given myself over to him now and he knows it.

As he pulled from my salivating mouth, I held his dick.

Please cum on my face, I need to taste your cum. I want it.The desperation in my voice as I uttered these words.

You’ll get it you filthy cock sucking cunt, he spat those words at me. I felt the spit on my face as I looked up at him with a pathetic look. Desperate look.

He fucked again uncaring, harder and harder into my throat, I took it. Again no mercy or thought was given to me.

I’m his bitch now, I thought.

Just then he withdrew from my mouth, moaned with that pleasure you give off when you are about to cum. His load shot all over my face , in my mouth. Where I frantically licked it. Wanting it all. I truly am a cum eater.

Thank you , he said . Different from how he’d been a few minutes earlier.

He then bent down knelt with me and licked his cum off my face. His mouth came to mine and he kissed and snogged me, sharing his cum. this was just the best. Our spit and his cum mixed together, working between our mouths. Heaven.

He whispered again, thank you that was just incredible. Hopefully we can meet again.

Oh fucking yes, I quickly answered. That was one of the hornets sessions I’ve ever had.

Me too.

Then with, he stood up,pulled his joggers up, said cheers pal and fuked off back up the garden to his home.

I knelt there, I laughed. Fucking cunt! What about me?

I did enjoy his dick though, there was something really Horny about being in the dark, back of a garden, under a carport. Sucking a stranger off. Oh, a lovely gorgeous stranger to boot. Who ticks all them boxes. Just I hadn’t cum.

Now, been still horny and all that. My mind was thinking where could I get a blow job. It was then , I thought of a guy I’d seen once before In this Backward town. Quite a handsome devil, what I remember. A bit dim, but hey all I want hm to do is blow me. As I struggled with the walk up the alley back to my car, I text the lad In question. Fucking hell, an instant response.

He said he was eager to suck my dick.

Well I’m here, and extremely horny. Actually as hard as a rock. He lived on the edge of the town, fortunately in the direction I would be going. So bully bonus I thought.

I arrived and he had told me too go straight in. Trainers off I headed straight up too his bedroom. There he was , first time I’d seen him naked. Not bad. No where near the gorgeous Andrew and the throat fucking carport stud.But hey this puff needed a blow job.

He promptly laid on his back head flopped over the end of the bed. I got my cock out and he expertly sucked my dick. I was needing this. He was playing with his cock. I then remembered he hadn’t got hard last time. I had thought back then , that I must not have turned him on. But he kept getting In touch. So that was not the case. This time the same , he just wasn’t getting hard.

Then like a proper trooper, I said shall we 69, fuk me he was keen to try. I stripped off , positioned myself. We started to blow each other. This went on for quite sometime. Now! you would have thought this was gonna be a good time, well his dick wasn’t getting hard. I was losing mine. Fuk!. Dead, bloody dead! Nothing. I gave up, I am not a quitter but this was going nowhere. I dressed in silence, looking across I thought he was going to cry.

He apologized. I’m so sorry , he muttered softly.

Hey mate, it’s fine. Don’t sweat, I said. In my head I was thinking. Why the fuk didn’t I just let him blow me. Stupid twat.

Please let me just blow you, please, in awhining voice.

I said nothing and left sharpish, my erection had well and truly gone.

I arrived home, pissed off that I hadn’t cum, but elated on my meet with the mouth fucking stud. The thoughts of what had occurred rushing round my head. I was beginning to get hard once again.

Tempted by the web again, no I thought it’s my old friend my right hand.

I popped some porn on, my tastes in porn are changing I thought. More heavy than I normally went for.

I lubed my hard pole up and drifted off , wanking to my carport stud.