I was reading the post titled Relationship Advice. There was lots of talking about being too eager and overwhelming a potential partner at the beginning of relationship. I have had my fair share of being over eager and scaring away a few men. But I thought about my current partner and how differently it began for us. At the time, I was not wanting to date anybody and the thought of it scared me. I was still getting over my ex and how screwed up my relationship had been with him.
4 years before I met my current partner, I had broken up with boyfriend #3. Even though we had broke up, we were still having sex together. I thought I wanted to get back together with him, but his red-headed temper was holding me back. Things between us started getting really bad when I told him some personal information I had just learned. I told him I wanted to think about it before I told anybody else, but he was my best friend and I had to share it with somebody. I made him promise that he wouldn't tell anybody else. A few days later I found out that he had told some friends of his. This really upset me and we stopped talking for a while. Fast forward 6 months, I was going to a conference and needed somebody to watch my dog. My ex and I had adopter her together and she got along very well with her. So I asked him if he would be able to watch the dog and he said that wasn't a problem. He even agreed to stay at my place so she would be more comfortable staying at her own place. Everything went fine, the conference went well, the ex had no problems with the dog, the dog seemed to be happy and everything seemed to be fine. Until a few months later and I realize that somebody has been logging into my email accounts. The only thing I knew was their IP address and the date/time they logged in. I put 2 and 2 together and realized that it was my ex. While I was gone, he signed into my computer, the login info was the same as it was when were still together. He then opened my email account which I had set to stay logged in, got my passwords to not only my email accounts but also to all of my online accounts. He was going through all of my accounts (including my adam4adam, grindr, and other gay hookup websites) and reading all of my messages. Needless to say, I was devastated and heart broken again by my ex. I sent myself an email saying that I knew my ex was reading my emails and going through my accounts. And sure enough a few days later, it had been opened. He didn't talk to me again after that. It hit me much harder than when we broke up.
For the next 4 years, I was single and not looking for a relationship. I would pick up a few tricks, but I had 2 fuck buddies that I met regularly. The best part about the fuck buddies, it was only sex when we met and nothing else. After sex, just go home and not have to deal with anything else. That worked great for me at the time, until both of them moved away.
One winter night, I had been horny all day and was needing to find some action. I had looked online, but it was the same usual guys and no action. I decided I needed to head to one of the local adult bookstores to find some action. I went to the one that was usually the busiest, but even it was dead that night. I stood in the back booth area for over an hour and nobody had come in. Knowing me, I was busy playing a game on my cell phone when I heard the front door chime. I looked down the long hall and saw a really hot looking younger guy had entered. He looked to be about 20 years younger than me. He was 6' tall, probably 180 pounds, muscular body and very short blond hair. He was wearing tight jeans that showed a nice bulge and a nice ass. He paid for the entrance fee and came back to the booth area. I got excited because there was nobody else there and hopefully something would happen. He walked into the bathroom and a few minutes later, he left the booth area and went into the downstairs theater. I normally didn't go down to the theater, there usually wasn't much action down there and it had a high entrance fee. But luckily that night my friend was working the front counter and he didn't mind if I went downstairs without paying. So I waited a few minutes and followed the young stud downstairs. I noticed that he was the only guy down there. He was standing in the middle of the room and he was groping himself. It didn't seem to bother him that I was down there. So I moved closer to where he was standing. He never acknowledged me, but he did unbutton his jeans and stick his hand down his pants. So I walked over and stood right next to him. He didn't look at me, but he did put his hand on my shoulder and push me down to my knees. Of course I didn't resist too much, but once I was down on my knees, he pushed my face into his crotch. I reached up to unzip his pants and pulled his dick out. He was about 8" long and it was just as thick as my dick. And it had the most amazing smell of his manly musk mixed with soap. He was still holding my head and started to fuck my face. I loved the forcefulness he was using. I loved every minute of him holding my head as he fucked my face. He pulled me up and started making out with me. He was a great kisser! While I was making out with him, I undid my pants and pulled my dick out. I was stroking it while we were making out. He reached around and pulled my pants further down. His free hand found my ass and started fingering my hole. He pulled back enough to spit on his hand and rub it on my hole. At this point, I was totally into doing whatever he wanted to do to me. He pulled apart from me, and spun me around until I was facing away from him. I heard him spit into his hand a few times, he would rub the spit on to my hole and then on his dick. I knew what was coming so I grabbed my bottle of poppers and took a hit. And with that, I felt his fat head enter my hole. He pushed about half of his dick into me and then pulled out and applied more spit. He pushed in me again and this time went further. He pulled out and added more spit and this time he went all the way in. He then started pulling all the way out and then pushing it all the way back in over and over. He would occasionally add more spit before pushing in again. Finally he started getting faster and faster, not bothering to pull it all the way out before he said he was close. I reached behind me and pulled his body in all the way to let him know I wanted him to shoot inside me. And with that, he started to grunt as his dick was thrusting inside me. I held him inside me as long as I could before he pulled it out. It was amazing and I really enjoyed it.
As I stood there catching my breath, he pulled a paper towel out of his pocket and wiped himself up. I was pulling my pants up and expecting him to leave, but he walked back over and gave me another kiss. He said that was great and he introduced himself. He told me that he was on his way to meet his friends at a bar. I told him I needed to get home, I had to work early in the morning. So he gave me his phone number and told me to call him. 2 weeks later, I was horny again and thought what the hell, he was great, I would love to have him fuck me again. So I called him and he told me he was in Chicago for the weekend. Let down that I wasn't going to be fucked by him that weekend, I told him I was hoping we could meet up again and he should call me sometime.
A few days later, I got a call from him. We talked for a few minutes, he told me he would like to meet me again, but he is NOT looking for a relationship. He was not interested in dating and was only looking for sex. I laughed and told him that after my last boyfriend, I didn't want to date either, I wasn't interested in a relationship at all. So him and I started meeting up. We would usually meet up at a bar or a restaurant, then we would go fuck and then go home. We did this for three years, we would meet up, have some drinks or dinner then go fuck. We would spend the night at each other's place but we always said we were not looking for a relationship.
At the end of this January, it will have been 10 years since that night we met at the adult bookstore. We are still together and he is the love of my life. We now laugh about how we didn't want a relationship and it took us 3 or 4 years before we admitted that were in the relationship that we kept saying we didn't want. I wouldn't have it any other way.
4 years before I met my current partner, I had broken up with boyfriend #3. Even though we had broke up, we were still having sex together. I thought I wanted to get back together with him, but his red-headed temper was holding me back. Things between us started getting really bad when I told him some personal information I had just learned. I told him I wanted to think about it before I told anybody else, but he was my best friend and I had to share it with somebody. I made him promise that he wouldn't tell anybody else. A few days later I found out that he had told some friends of his. This really upset me and we stopped talking for a while. Fast forward 6 months, I was going to a conference and needed somebody to watch my dog. My ex and I had adopter her together and she got along very well with her. So I asked him if he would be able to watch the dog and he said that wasn't a problem. He even agreed to stay at my place so she would be more comfortable staying at her own place. Everything went fine, the conference went well, the ex had no problems with the dog, the dog seemed to be happy and everything seemed to be fine. Until a few months later and I realize that somebody has been logging into my email accounts. The only thing I knew was their IP address and the date/time they logged in. I put 2 and 2 together and realized that it was my ex. While I was gone, he signed into my computer, the login info was the same as it was when were still together. He then opened my email account which I had set to stay logged in, got my passwords to not only my email accounts but also to all of my online accounts. He was going through all of my accounts (including my adam4adam, grindr, and other gay hookup websites) and reading all of my messages. Needless to say, I was devastated and heart broken again by my ex. I sent myself an email saying that I knew my ex was reading my emails and going through my accounts. And sure enough a few days later, it had been opened. He didn't talk to me again after that. It hit me much harder than when we broke up.
For the next 4 years, I was single and not looking for a relationship. I would pick up a few tricks, but I had 2 fuck buddies that I met regularly. The best part about the fuck buddies, it was only sex when we met and nothing else. After sex, just go home and not have to deal with anything else. That worked great for me at the time, until both of them moved away.
One winter night, I had been horny all day and was needing to find some action. I had looked online, but it was the same usual guys and no action. I decided I needed to head to one of the local adult bookstores to find some action. I went to the one that was usually the busiest, but even it was dead that night. I stood in the back booth area for over an hour and nobody had come in. Knowing me, I was busy playing a game on my cell phone when I heard the front door chime. I looked down the long hall and saw a really hot looking younger guy had entered. He looked to be about 20 years younger than me. He was 6' tall, probably 180 pounds, muscular body and very short blond hair. He was wearing tight jeans that showed a nice bulge and a nice ass. He paid for the entrance fee and came back to the booth area. I got excited because there was nobody else there and hopefully something would happen. He walked into the bathroom and a few minutes later, he left the booth area and went into the downstairs theater. I normally didn't go down to the theater, there usually wasn't much action down there and it had a high entrance fee. But luckily that night my friend was working the front counter and he didn't mind if I went downstairs without paying. So I waited a few minutes and followed the young stud downstairs. I noticed that he was the only guy down there. He was standing in the middle of the room and he was groping himself. It didn't seem to bother him that I was down there. So I moved closer to where he was standing. He never acknowledged me, but he did unbutton his jeans and stick his hand down his pants. So I walked over and stood right next to him. He didn't look at me, but he did put his hand on my shoulder and push me down to my knees. Of course I didn't resist too much, but once I was down on my knees, he pushed my face into his crotch. I reached up to unzip his pants and pulled his dick out. He was about 8" long and it was just as thick as my dick. And it had the most amazing smell of his manly musk mixed with soap. He was still holding my head and started to fuck my face. I loved the forcefulness he was using. I loved every minute of him holding my head as he fucked my face. He pulled me up and started making out with me. He was a great kisser! While I was making out with him, I undid my pants and pulled my dick out. I was stroking it while we were making out. He reached around and pulled my pants further down. His free hand found my ass and started fingering my hole. He pulled back enough to spit on his hand and rub it on my hole. At this point, I was totally into doing whatever he wanted to do to me. He pulled apart from me, and spun me around until I was facing away from him. I heard him spit into his hand a few times, he would rub the spit on to my hole and then on his dick. I knew what was coming so I grabbed my bottle of poppers and took a hit. And with that, I felt his fat head enter my hole. He pushed about half of his dick into me and then pulled out and applied more spit. He pushed in me again and this time went further. He pulled out and added more spit and this time he went all the way in. He then started pulling all the way out and then pushing it all the way back in over and over. He would occasionally add more spit before pushing in again. Finally he started getting faster and faster, not bothering to pull it all the way out before he said he was close. I reached behind me and pulled his body in all the way to let him know I wanted him to shoot inside me. And with that, he started to grunt as his dick was thrusting inside me. I held him inside me as long as I could before he pulled it out. It was amazing and I really enjoyed it.
As I stood there catching my breath, he pulled a paper towel out of his pocket and wiped himself up. I was pulling my pants up and expecting him to leave, but he walked back over and gave me another kiss. He said that was great and he introduced himself. He told me that he was on his way to meet his friends at a bar. I told him I needed to get home, I had to work early in the morning. So he gave me his phone number and told me to call him. 2 weeks later, I was horny again and thought what the hell, he was great, I would love to have him fuck me again. So I called him and he told me he was in Chicago for the weekend. Let down that I wasn't going to be fucked by him that weekend, I told him I was hoping we could meet up again and he should call me sometime.
A few days later, I got a call from him. We talked for a few minutes, he told me he would like to meet me again, but he is NOT looking for a relationship. He was not interested in dating and was only looking for sex. I laughed and told him that after my last boyfriend, I didn't want to date either, I wasn't interested in a relationship at all. So him and I started meeting up. We would usually meet up at a bar or a restaurant, then we would go fuck and then go home. We did this for three years, we would meet up, have some drinks or dinner then go fuck. We would spend the night at each other's place but we always said we were not looking for a relationship.
At the end of this January, it will have been 10 years since that night we met at the adult bookstore. We are still together and he is the love of my life. We now laugh about how we didn't want a relationship and it took us 3 or 4 years before we admitted that were in the relationship that we kept saying we didn't want. I wouldn't have it any other way.
