Another day at work, with more deadlines, and a boss who's inflexibility left me frustrated as ever. When you're in your late 30's, it seems to be the time in life, where you realize how naive you were when young. You're trying to keep up with that mortgage payment, car payment, and those bills that never seem to end. Instead of wondering how many shots of booze you can do, you're trying to infuse your credit score. Now you don't just check the sports section, and it seems that your time off, all you can do is dream about working. Vacation pictures of Cozumel on your friends Facebook wall irritate you, as you inevitably go to the grocery store, and it seems the lines never end.
Cynical. Irritated. Aggravated. Heck even sometimes aggressive, because there's always that asshole in the black BMW who cuts you off. Your energy drink has you functioning, and you so want to put a foot in the ass of that yuppie scumbag. He's probably in boat shoes that cost more than your wardrobe, smiling as you hit the horn, knowing he ruffled your feathers. A sociopath who doesn't care, just like everyone else. You feel like a number, and bring the few bags of groceries that cost $100 into your house, thinking about what could possibly go wrong next. Sure enough, there's the electric bill, and it's higher than ever. It looks like the meter reader screwed it up too, and you know you'll be waiting for hours sorting out their mistake.
As you huff and puff, pacing around the kitchen, your phone dings. Probably another scammer. It can wait. The sound goes off again, but a slight creasing of your lips occurs as it's the Grindr tone. It's Bertie! Finally some good music in your life appears, although you've been trying to hook up with him for weeks. You've seen his asian sexiness, learned he's originally from Thailand, and exchange the usual penis shots and the like. Yet even he frustrates you. He talks a big game, but isn't there when you try to reach him, sometimes days at a time. Then all of a sudden there's a picture of him bent over with that nice hairless bubble butt, and this makes your balls ache, as your internal gear gets hotter than the rays of any solar eclipse. You so want to literally fuck his brains out, and to have your way with him, but are expecting to be jerking off to gay porn once again.
"Can i come over?" What? "Yes!!" Finally it looks like a green light, as the 19 year old twink has got the gumption to visit. You run around cleaning up the house, getting the red wine ready, as Bertie will be there in 30 minutes or so. Fire up the hot shower, make sure your cock is soaped up and smooth, and put on the mesh see through underwear that displays the size of your manhood. Brush your teeth, and put some steaks on the oven to cook. It's a madhouse but you've been waiting considerable time, as you and him have been talking about every possible kink imaginable. You've seen his smooth Asian cock cum, you've shown him your big American penis and how much more ball juice it carries, and you so want his sexiness in a romp of pure horny aggression.
As you pace, the knock at the door let's you know, that game time may very well be in place. There are no guarantees, or you might end up in some mutual jerking off or sucking. Yet you want to take him so badly. Bertie enters the door, you immediately hug him, and welcome him inside. With perverted thoughts on your mind, you realize he's 5'5 and maybe 130 pounds dripping wet. He looks so much better in person, with seductive eyes and thick lips, along with a wonderful figure under that blue t shirt and athletic pants. He even smells good as you hug, and there's something distinctively feminine about his hands.
Bring him the wine. You both sit down on that comfortable black couch. There's a little bit of hand holding, as you get to know each other a bit. As the wine flows, and the food is delicious, you start to ponder if maybe your at an impasse. Without warning Bertie kisses you on your lips. It's quick but it's a opening charge. You're both kissing, and his soft lips and tongue feel so thrilling, as the dance of coupling begins in its usual subtle heat to rise to even higher levels. Kissing, touching each other's hair, eye contact it's so damn sexy and your cock is so damn hard knowing you need to do him right there.
He takes off his shirt, and you start to kiss his neck, his cologne fragrance of citrus in your mouth. His nipples feel so good in your finger tips, and he moans as you kiss him there. Nipples hard he's literally becoming butter in your enveloping him in passion. He's touching your thighs and rubbing your crotch, and you finally pick him up, and take him to your bed. There the kissing gets even more like a shark frenzy, and before the earth rotates even more, you're both in just your underwear's. Kissing with purpose, touching each other, you literally feel your eyes roll up as he reaches into you. Oh yes his hands feel amazing on your pulsating penis. You can't remember being this hard, and you shake with pleasure, as he gently massages your balls and you kiss with even more lust. Tongues in unison, you feel him up and he becomes jelly. Bertie starts to get up, but you push him to the bed, and rip his bright Orange undies off.
He's so beautiful and sexy. Not one ounce of fat on him, completely smooth, you start to lick the place his pubes were so carefully removed by his razors. They feel lasered off, as just a nice surface to work with. You lick his left testicle, then his right, slurping them in your mouth and watching him become completely yours. The musky taste makes you crave his cock, and soon you're going up and down on him, and the taste has you absolutely horny. Your slobber and hot mouth have him in your corner, as you taste his sweet precum going by your lips into the back of your throat. He may not have a big penis, but you take it all in, as his cock is absolutely gorgeous. Slobber and precum mix, and you see him smiling, moaning, relaxed, all yours.
Oh my. He's now looking down at you. Your eyes connect. It's like a tractor beam of sexual energy, as your cock is in his mouth. You can't believe how good it feels. Never have your toes curled like this. Your arms stretched out, every nerve ending is lit up, as the essence of pheromones and profound gaydom scents enter the room. The bed is spinning in shared pleasure, and you finally for a second reach for the lube, fingering his hole and watching his hardness bounce up and down. Oh yes, you are going to fuck the living daylights out of him. You grab his hips, and behind him you slide your lubricated monster into his cave of pleasure.
Warmth and tightness reach your brain. You hear him moan as you slide all in, establishing that his ass is yours, and a pounding of a romantic war is impending. Pulling his hair, spanking his ass, you also cover his mouth as you watch your penis disappear into him. It turns you on to see his teeth clench down, his neck veins bulge, as you go in and out of him like a violins strings do at a concert. The sweat, the intensity, and the fiery temperatures make you aware to keep plowing him. Soon he's on your cock, bouncing up and down. Play with his penis and balls, kiss him and his nipples as he takes you inside of him all the way. It's so good in his ass. You can feel him tighten up.
The sperm comes down the assembly line, as the amount of velocity shocks you. You're tensing up. Oh yes you hold hands and kiss, as you empty out your full balls into him. Everything disappears into bliss as your cum slides down your pole that's inside him, and you help him explode by touching his balls and kissing him as he works one out. You both watch the money shot, as he blows up that vanilla all over his tan Asian chest in a big shot. Kissing and cuddling, you fall asleep in each other's arms, only to continue to round two as you both feel the tanks stirring.