So I'm on Grindr and I'm just browsing as usual when this boy hits me up. I'm looking at his profile and he's and he's really cute. He had shaggy hair, was wearing a purple & black flannel, *black pants, and he had on glasses. I'm thinking what the hell does he want with me. We get to talking and a couple minutes later he wants me to come over. I tell him that I might be awhile because I have to walk. He says he'll pick me up. I told him to look for a guy in a striped black & gray hoodie on the corner of such & such streets.
*I'll post pics of the conversation later.*
So I wait on the corner listening to GaGa's
Judas, getting a little antsy. He shows up in a black Volkswagen. I get in and I see that his hair is short and that's he's not wearing glasses. I can see that's he's no taller than 5' 10". He looks really, really cute. His voice was very welcoming. There wasn't much talking on my part because I'm an awkward bitch like that.
We arrive at his house in like 5 minutes, when it would've taken me 20 on foot. We walk through his back yard and through the back door. Before we go in, he tells me that his mom's asleep on the couch, but she sleeps like a corpse and wonders of she actually dead sometimes.
We make our way past the living room, upstairs, and finally to his bedroom, not before he grabs two bottles of water, tho. So we're in his room and he wants to know what I want to do. My shy ass says, "I don't know." "Well, we can watch tv, turn off the lights and get right to it, or talk. Talking would kind of hard, tho, since your not really speaking."
He was just too cute.
I suggest we watch something and we end up watching "Eddy Murphy: Raw." He inches closer and I grab his hand. He rests his head on my shoulder and I rest my head on his head. I tell him, "You're hair smells good," he laughs and says thanks. I can feel him moving his hands towards my **** and I start squeezing his ass. He moves his head back and our faces inch closer to each other. I'm not sure if he wants me to kiss him but he moves in and kisses me. I start licking and sucking his neck and then I'm on top of him, dry humping and trying my best to leave a hickey on his neck. He turns the lights off then comes back to me.
He's moaning and playing with my ****, while I play with his and continue sucking on his neck. He pulls his pants & socks off and I pull my shirt off. My pants are next and his boxers coke off, then I drop mine. I'm right back on top of him, working on his neck. I move down to his nipples then his ****. So much moaning is coming from this boy, I just wanted to keep it going. I start eating his ass and then he really gets loud. After awhile he tells me to **** him.
He starts digging through his dresser and asks me if I need a Magnum. Awkward me is like, "I don't know." I've never worn a Magnum, but to my surprise it fit just right. I'm used to those old busted condoms you get for free at school. So we move to his bed and he runs the lube on my **** and his hole. I slide inside and he begins to moan right away, so I think I'm hurting him. I ask him if he's ok and says, "Yeah, it just feels good." I start pounding away on his command. He's on his back, so I can see all the faces he making. I find it amusing and sexy.*
I start going faster and faster until he wanted to flip on his stomach. Once he did that, I had more room to move around and I really gave it to him. He was moaning so loud and saying harder and deeper. I thought someone was gonna hear him, loo. We flipped positions a couple times. I was fascinated with his feet. I grabbed one and started licking while I continued ****ing him. I have a foot fetish. He was the first guy whose feet I licked. They were so soft and beautiful.
We kept going until I told him to ride me. He hopped on top and it felt so good. He made those amusing sexy faces again. He was moaning even louder and I love it. I was grunting & grueling the whole time, lol. It's funny to hear how you sound when you grunt & growl. I even got all in his ear so he could hear me growl and grunt when he was on his stomach. Anyway, he was riding me and he finally came. He looked so innocent.
I grabbed the head of his **** and he shivered. He didn't like too much. I didn't it again because it was funny, but I stopped because he was exhausted. He laid on top of me and I generally moved in out of him until he told me that it hurt. He sat there. He was obviously tired and noticed that I didn't ***. I told him it was ok. I was just happy to **** him.*
I'm thinking we're about to cuddle until one of his damn friends texted him asking him to come pick them up from some club. I was kind of saddened, but he told me that we can hang out again and we don't even have to have sex.
On our way to my place, I grabbed his hand and starred rubbing it. I told him he had big hands. He said, "Yeah they're pretty big for someone my size and my feet are, too." *So was his ****.
Once we got my place, he made sure reiterate that we can hang out again.
I can't wait to see him again!*
He's the best guy I've ever met.
