Happened again, guys. Woke up this past Thursday with a series of Snapchats from an old friend's ex-husband, who I hadn't talked to or heard from in like, two years. He sent a few pictures of his dick and a minute-long video of him jacking off. Then I saw there was a text chat from him on there, and it said, "Want my jizz? When can I feed it to you?"
Before he and my old friend split up, he used to tease me all the time, walking around their house shirtless, wearing basketball shorts without underwear, asking me about my sex life... One time, we grilled out at their house, and he told me he wanted to see me deep throat one of the hot dogs, and he'd work that into conversation every once in awhile when I'd come over.
So, I messaged him back on Snapchat, and was like, "Well, I'm dog-sitting/house-sitting at a friend's by myself all weekend..." He didn't respond 'til about 10 last night, and then messaged me back with "U up?" A straight guy classic.
I replied, "Yeah..." and all he said was, "Address?" I sent him the address, and he said, "Can I cum over in 30?" I said, sure, and 30 minutes later, he was at the door.
We went down to the basement and small talked for a few. He asked what I'd been up to. Asked if I still talked to his ex-wife (I don't; we had a falling out shortly before they divorced). I could tell he was
suuuuper nervous, and I asked him if he wanted me to put on some porn. He said yeah, and so I handed him the keyboard for the TV (which just reminded me I'm gonna have to delete that browser history), and he put on some straight porn. He was rubbing himself through his sweatpants to get hard, so I waited 'til he was ready, and then he slid them off and started wagging it at me.
So, I got on the floor and started sucking him for a bit. His dick was even better than the pictures he'd sent. A few minutes in, he stood up, took his hoodie and shirt off and began face-fucking me. He sat back down and told me to take my shorts off and get up on the couch and suck him. I was kinda curious why he wanted me up on the couch, but then he reached his arm over and started fingering my ass. I came up for air and told him he didn't have to do anything for me, but he was like, "Can I though?" It was the hottest thing when he asked, and after about 5 minutes of using his own spit on my hole, he asked if I had any lube. I ran upstairs to get some out of my weekend bag, and when I came back he'd taken his shoes and socks off, and removed his sweats from around his ankles.
Completely naked now, he stood up and instructed me to take off my shirt and get on the floor. So, I sat down on the floor, and he got down on his knees, crawling closer to me, and without saying a word, he motioned his hand for me to turn over. It was kind of awkward, because I think he thought he had to work me over like a woman. He tried massaging my shoulders and back before moving straight to my butt, kneading my cheeks like dough. He squirted some lube out onto his hands and continued fingering me for a bit. He stopped sort of abruptly, and I couldn't see what he was doing now, but I heard him get more lube, and a couple seconds later, he was sliding his dick back and forth between my cheeks.
I started moaning and arching my ass into him more, tired of waiting for it, and finally told him to fuck me right there on the floor. So, he slid it in and unfortunately for me...he didn't last more than 5 minutes.
When he was getting close, he asked if he could cum inside, and I begged him please, and I think that sent him over the edge.
He used the bathroom, put his clothes back on, told me "thanks bro," and left. I took a shower, and as soon as I dried off and got into the guest bed, there was another Snapchat chat from him: "Can we do that again soon?"