Most of my hookups are planned at least a day ahead. But yesterday morning I was really horny, and my planned adventures for the weekend seemed too far away. I didn't want to just jack off and get on with the day. So I turned on my BBRT and A4A profiles and did chores and errands.
While I was out, I got a message on A4A. He said he was "horny as hell" and wanted it now. So we figured out the timing, I got back to the house and showered, and waited. I'd given him what I thought were pretty good directions, but he got lost and had to backtrack. When he arrived, I went out to greet him and show him where to park in the complex.
He was as advertised: 48, a compact body, nice smile. Ordinary guy, size S. We walked in the house, and he spent a few minutes talking to my dog: he said he loved dogs and had two. What kinds? A Pekinese and something even smaller. Why do gay men usually have tiny dogs?
He'd said he'd like to rinse off when he got here. We made out for a while; he was a tentative kisser, but seemed to like the attention I gave him. I showed him the bathroom; like a good host, I'd put out a clean towel. I stripped down to a jock and lay on the bed while he splashed around in there.
He came out and hopped on the bed with me, and we were off to the races. Almost literally: his diffident approach to making out was gone ... he latched on to my nipples and went to town. Now, that's a sensitive place for me. Properly handled, I can almost cum just from nip work. But not mauling, which is what he was doing and asking for. If I'm at the edge of orgasm, a real sharp bite on my nipple will take me over the edge, but not the tugging and hauling and pinching and biting he was wanting to do. So I tell him to simmer down and get on my cock, which was real uncomfortable in the jockstrap. He goes down and pulls it out, and a lets loose with a stream of Spanish which I don't entirely understand, but the word "pinga" is used a lot, and his eyes are wide. In English I got "That's a HUGE cock!" He's turned on. He licks it and sucks the head and then swallows it whole. No gag. Nice! He's pretty good at cocksucking, and I have to work not to cum too soon. I swing us around so I can work his tits the way he likes it while he sucks my cock.
The whole time, he's doing a narration in the third person: Does Daddy like that? Daddy has big balls, too! Oh, Daddy, work my tits! We move around, so he can get at my dick from different angles. I play with his ass a little, he responds, and I begin to be hopeful that maybe I'll get to fuck him. But no: Daddy, you're too big! OK, then. Suck away! It's feeling good; I tune out his porn soundtrack and focus on the sensations and the energy pouring out of him. And then I reach out and touch his dick, which is real hard. His profile claims 6 inches. Well, if that's 6 inches, I'm packing 8. And I'm not. But he sure likes having it played with (who doesn't?) so I swing around, put him on his back, and climb on... Daddy's gonna bottom, dude! It was like taking a biggish finger: no discomfort, just good times. He's not even beginning to reach my prostate, but the stimulation around the edges of my hole are real good. I ride him for a while and he strokes my cock while I do, and I almost cum... but I'm not done. I swing off and he gets on all fours and sucks on my balls while I play with his ass a bit (ever hopeful!) and then I reach over and grab his dick, and it's over. "Oh, NOOOOO!" and he unloads. "NOOOO! Too soon!" and all kinds of other noises we all make during ejaculation.
He looks up at me, says he's sorry. No worries, dude! He sucks me off a while, I cum on his face; he carefully turns away so none gets in his mouth. We pull apart, and talk a while. I'm done: he's not very interesting, as it turns out. We exchange first names, for the first time. He showers the cum off his body, we hug, and he leaves.
So I got off with minimal effort. I'm not horny anymore, so I go offline and take the RV to the emissions testing place and renew the registration.