FabSwingers.com forum: He ended up fucking mee

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Recently I started fantasying about cock. Literally out the blue I began to wonder what it would feel like to take a cock or play with one. I did not identify as bi-sexual at the time but I grew more curious.

My curiosity was heightened more when I moved to a different city for work. This was away from home Monday to Friday so gave me the opportunity explore the nightlife among other things.....

I meet him on here after a simple wink. He was a TV who looked feminine enough but had a great cock. Perfect for my ‘first’ time I thought. Said he was more bottom so in my minds eye I thought I would fuck him whilst playing with his cock. A nice introduction so to speak into my curiosity. We spent weeks exchanging messages and general chat until he grew tired of talking and requested we meet one evening.

I had been out that evening at a works leaving do. My confidence boosted by the alcohol I had d*unk I messaged him back. Are you free tonight? Within minutes he replied. He would meet me at the front door so as not to wake his housemate. Give him half an hour to get ready and then head over. Instantly I had butterflies in my stomach but my erection pushing against my jeans over rode them. I jumped into a taxi and made my way to his house....

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

I asked the taxi to stop around the corner from his house so I could walk and assess the situation. Did I really want to do this? I had never touched another mans cock let alone fucked one.

I walked around the corner and messaged him. I’m outside. My erection was gone. The alcohol had worn off and with it my confidence. I was limp and so nervous. Before I could back out he opened the door. A petite Asian man wearing a red silk dressing gown, bra, panties and nothing else but a smile. He took my hand and smiled. Instantly I felt at ease. He beckoned me to keep quiet and led me into the darkness of his flat.

In the bedroom all the lights were off bar a couple of candles. Music played softly in the back ground. Once the door was closed he turned and for a couple of seconds we checked each other out.

He was shorter than me, around 5’6 wearing a long jet black wig. Stunning. Sensing my nerves he walked forward and asked me to undress. This threw me. I felt so tense and paused. He took the lead and slowly started to undress me. First my jacket and shirt, then my jeans. As he pulled my boxer shorts off he stood back and looked me up and down. I stood in front of him exposed and vulnerable. This felt odd. I was used to taking women’s clothes off and taking the lead in that sense. But tonight this was different...