In spite of all my warnings that I could not assure to get my f*****g cock hard, he insisted on seeing me. By that time it was 5 in the morning, I believe.
Because my dog is of that grumpy nature she has to bark to everything that moves, especially if someone walks through the front door, I decided to take the dog with me, she would bark, but only that wee ice braking moment while in the car. My plan was, as it was fife in the morning, to sneak in the house without being seen. Obviously when I arrived to our meeting point (one minute away from where I live, thank God, I had no petrol, the needle just on top of the very last line of the gauge) and the dog started barking, the guy just walked away with a grim on his face and all my attempts to signal him to jump in the car were futile. So I did a U-turn a bit Starsky and Hutchinson style, came home, and apologized via message about me not telling him about the dog and my plan.
Then after a while, it was six in the morning and the working population of these country seemed to flood my inbox all of a sudden. I was trying to type all the polite responses I could manage when I saw one message from him coming in. A bit terrified, I felt relief in seeing he was wanting a second try. He was wanting to come round and walk in. As it happens with young and impetuous people, I had to explain him repeatedly that the dog would bark bonkers and wake up all the neighbourhood. He then proposed to go for a drive and find some quiet spot, but it was already day time, I argued. Reported I had no petrol. Helpless, I started browsing into my wallet, and among all the Supermarket receipts and tokens, I miraculously found a fiver. Bingo!
We went for this drive, found no place, and lost in the middle of the back roads we found a path, took it and decided to risk parking in a lay-by of that very posh path with no tarmac -the place seemed quiet in spite of the villas and thousand of pounds worth cars parked a few yards up the road.
Really attractive guy, not only because of his youth, he had this cock, that alcohol intake had not prevented from growing into a beautiful trophy for my memories in years to come. He had this bum, perfectly shaped and smooth in spite of his hairy nature... So I went down on both these pieces of divine art, and after a few sighs of pleasure he reached for my -dead- cock. Fluffy as it was he insisted I put a condom on...
In the middle of this frenzy, with all the discomforts of sex in a car, he jumped back to his seat, put his trousers up and the horrified expression on his face automatically made me follow suit and pull my long johns up, a big SUV stopped by the side, rolled down the window, and while we were both pretending to be busy on our mobiles (not really credible in my case, as I have an old phone that it is not the type that you would usually be absorbed by) and trying that my trousers would not be seen down below my knees... The privileged perspective from an SUV looking down on our window obviously offered a view of the reality of the situation...
Rolled midway down my window, with a stupid smile on my face.
-Are you looking for somebody? - The man in the SUV said.
-Erm.. Nah, we were just looking for somewhere quiet to stay, I mean to park, and that...
-Ah... alright... - Staring with a piercing look straight into my eyes, the guy drove away.
Then I realized my hair was all messed up, and my face around my mouth and even on my cheeks was covered with my own saliva. During my life, and because of my own background, I have little to no sense of ridicule at all, and a bit embarrassed giggled at the awkward episode we had just been through...
I looked at my gorgeous partner. His face was white, his eyes staring at the infinite and he just said: Drive, just drive away.
Luckily we found a suitable wood, where we parked, and after getting my shoes muddy and almost falling down the slope we were climbing, we got down to it again.
He tried every possible stroke to make me hard to no avail. I employed my best oral techniques to try and please him, with limited results, he was wanting fucked. When a straight guy decides for his first time, there’s no turning back and you know that when you want fucked, there's no substitute for it.
Then he said, "let's call it a day" and he went ahead of me towards the car. I picked up the two condoms I had tried using on my fluffy cock -the first one I had it on since the lay-by incident with the guy on the SUV- and the second one was partially used in my attempt to fuck this gorgeous specimen. I don't like the idea of littering nature.
I am in a strange state of mind and spirit. On the one hand I want to thank the Universe for bringing my way these beauties... On the other hand I feel bad, I could even say I feel ridiculed, by my stupid useless cock.
I don't like using pharmaceutical products but an exception is going to be made: I think I need a provision of Viagra, to always be readily available.
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