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"I Don't Flirt"
I was talking to my new friend James on Facebook. He's a sexy younger guy. He likes a hairy older, bearded guy. I fit that description.
James: I don't flirt - Dunno how. lol.
Me: talk sexy?
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Um... Penis... and bum
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how much did you drink? lol. (James had been at the pub)
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Just 2 pints. Never really been able to talk dirty.
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Oh, I can...
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It just seems too fake when I hear people do it. I'd rather just act dirty
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If someone does it to your face too?
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It depends if it is believable
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Well, I only say things that might actually happen
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Ah thats ok, I can say those things though it never comes out right lol. Like I could say I want to know what your cock feels like hitting the back of my throat but I wouldn't consider it dirty talk because I actually do. Not just trying to sound sexy
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Well, that's all I meant
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I let a fairly big guy fuck me recently and loved it so want to see if it feels as good with you
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Mmmmm
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Mind you... worried I won't be big enough now
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I'm really tight. Trust me, you're big enough
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You into outdoor?
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Toyed with the idea and get horny thinking about it but never done it
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Ok, try this scenario...
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I'm all ears
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Imagine you're on your way back home, you've gotten on a later train. The carriage you're in is oddly empty. A tall, bearded older guy gets on and sits opposite you.
As the train pulls away the movement shakes you and you look up. You're sure he was looking at you as you do. You go back to looking out the window and see him looking at you again. He's sorta handsome so you give him a little smile.
He smiles back.
You feel a sense that something different is happening and you sit a little more upright. He leans forward a little.
He visibly looks down to your crotch - then straight back to your eyes.
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I'm semi already!
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His hand is on his thigh, and he seems to be lightly rubbing he smiles a little more and runs his tongue across his lips - as if they're dry and he's nervous.
You shuffle slightly. This is new - exciting and scary but giving you THAT feeling
Your smile has dropped - but you notice his hasn't. You stare him back and smile again
His face changes to a question. You're not 100% sure what it is, but you know the answer is yes
He stands
You feel the urge to stand too
You're close together. You can't see his lips but you know from his eyes he's still smiling
You know you've but an inch or two to lean and you'd be touching.
He just stands there, looking at you. His eyes still asking that question
The train lurches slightly
You find yourself falling forwards
You grab and find yourself holding his arms above the elbows
And then you just do it.
Your lips touch
And that magic happens
the end
-No
Thats not the end
I wanna hear more!
- I'm sure you can fill the rest in
Did that work for you?
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It worked for him! (James sends a quickly snapped cameraphone pic)
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So, talking dirty IS your thing
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When you do it like that - fuck, yeah! I feel like I should let you know what trains I'm gonna be on lol
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Oh, I gotta sleep
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No worries, me too. Night night you sexy fuck x
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Oh, let me add before we go...
From the moment his lips touched yours his hands shot out and grabbed you around the waist, before long they had snaked up inside your shirt. They feel magical on your skin - you were shuddering, and yet couldn't get enough of his tongue on yours.
You were glad you'd not warn underwear - your tight jeans felt good against your now stiff cock - especially as his, equally well packaged in his rugby shorts, was only 2 layers of cotton away.
Your hands quickly unbuttoned his shirt - and you saw his hairy chest.
His own hands slid into the back of your jeans... and along your slightly damp crack.
You opened your mouth and groaned.
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Oh fuck. I LOVE rugby shorts too... damn you lol
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Am I converting you?
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More please...
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Nope
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I get the impression this isn't the only time you'll tease me
So - that's the first story I've posted to Nifty - hope you like. Let me know if you want to hear more.