Friday, 3 July 2015

Hmmm - some guys just can't, can they...

So Watch Guy has been in more-or-less constant contact, and I'm bored, so I succumb and agree to meet him.  He opens the door in his underwear and quickly beckons me in, giving me a peck on the cheek as I pass through.  He's all very official, host mode and so on, then tells me he's got 90 minutes before he has to head to work and "would I like to shower".  I exit the bathroom, and he's waiting with a glass of rosewater, which I drink and lean forward to kiss him.  He actually turns his head, and my nose makes an awkward connection with his ear as I attempt to wrap my arm around his torso, but since we last met he's acquired quite a pot belly, and I don't quite make that either.  Onto the bed and he's a little more affectionate, pecking at my cheek and rubbing his hands over my body.  I'm confused at the lack of kissing, wondering if perhaps I have dragon's breath or something, when he suddenly grabs my hair and begins to work his tongue into my mouth, ferociously biting my bottom lip and tongue along the way.  That sorted, we continue for a bit until he breaks off and works his back up the headboard and jams his cock into my mouth.  As I suck, he's reaching over my body and quite roughly finger fucking me, only stopping to slap my ass before jabbing his fingers into my hole again.  It damn well hurts, so I push his hands away and he slides back down onto the bed and holding my head he face fucks me repeatedly, but he's not that big so I go with it.  He alternates between thrusting into my mouth or bobbing my head back and forth as he lies still, then he pushes me to my side and dives down to rim me.  This lasts all of 30 seconds before he's back in my face for another kiss, then he rolls himself over so I can rim him, all the time saying porn things like "give it to me baby", and "fuck yeah", as I use my spit to work a finger or two of my own into him as I lick his balls from behind.  Now I'm not quite sure how we did it, but he manages to get onto his back, and his cock back into my mouth, but I've still got two fingers up his ass, and he announces he's going to fuck me.  He spends an inordinate amount of time finding condoms and lube, but I feel the squirt on my crack and he begins again with the fingers, still super rough, then begins to work his cock into my hole.

He's got me doggy-style, jabbing it at me in an attempt to force it in.  I don't know what the hell he's done, or what lube he's using, but it hurts.  A lot.  I'd taken The Engineer's much bigger cock last night with no problem, so clearly we're on a bad angle, but that doesn't deter him at all, even though he's struggling to get inside me.  He finally does so, and I'm yelping, so he pushes me over onto my back and, standing, he pulls my legs into the air and tries to fuck me from above, but it's no better.  I wriggle down and try to draw him onto me, but he won't have that, and refuses to let me wrap my legs around his waist.  On our sides and he's getting it in, but it keeps popping out, and he's moving my legs all over the place trying to find the right angle, but it just ain't happening.  Finally he falls onto his back and instructs me to climb on, but now he's only semi-hard and that doesn't work either, so he shoves me away.  Lying side-by-side on our back he starts to jerk off, and when hard again he climbs onto me, this time with more success.  I try to work his nipples as he fucks me for a bit, but I can't actually reach past his belly, then he announces he wants to cum in my mouth.  He removes the condom and wriggles his way up my body, dragging my head forward to meet him halfway - it takes only a minute or so, and his balls explode, forcing me to gulp repeatedly as I take his neutral tasting but massive load into me.  I am then sent to the bathroom for another shower, and when I exit he's pulling on a shisha pipe, turkish coffees at the ready.  We talk for a bit about other other hook-ups, and he's very keen to meet Cat Guy (who lives lives less than a block away), for a threesome.  I don't think so....

I finish my coffee, and on the pretext of letting him prepare for work I depart, my ass and balls aching.  You might notice I have made no reference to either my own hard-on or orgasm.  I had neither...

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