I know, the title might seem a little weird, but it will make sense by the end. Early January 2021, and I had recently downloaded Grindr. I was doing a bit of browsing when someone started chatting with me. According to his profile, he was 5’7” and 145 lbs. The only thing he sent me were three pictures, all of them showing a dark skinned guy in an orange leotard, with the edges pulled over his hips. He had a wonderful ass, perfectly round. We went back and forth, asking what we were into and when we were available.
This went on for a couple days. We couldn’t get our schedules to line up since he was pretty much only available at night, while I was more suited to doing stuff during the daytime. I live with my dad and work from home, so I normally disguise my hookups as me going out and running errands or something. One day, around 5:00 in the evening, I got a message from him asking if I was free. Normally I would say no, but I realized that my dad had passed out on the couch watching TV. Seeing an opportunity, I said yes.
I left a text for my dad for when he woke up saying I went to go get some things real quick from the store. I drove over and picked him up where he told me to. He looked a little older than he seemed in his pictures. He had told me he was 35. I’ve been with older, though. I got my cock sucked by a 44-year-old dad. Probably the worst sexual experience I had ever had at that point, but I was willing to give an older guy a chance. (I know that 35-years-old isn’t really “older”, but I’m a 23-year-old bi guy, so for me anyone more than 10 years older than me is “older”).
He got into my car smelling a little bit of cigarettes, telling me his name was Jacob. We drove away from where I picked him up, and he told me that we could go across the street to the industrial park, since it was always dark and empty. After around a minute of driving around, I soon became very uncomfortable. Where he wanted me to go was basically a small parking lot in between a warehouse and a river with no lights or anything. At that moment, I was half sure that I will be found the next day floating in the river if we had parked there. So I drove away, and we found a more well lit parking lot right beside the main road. We parked there, and we got right down to it.
“Kiss me,” he whispered. He smelled like cigarettes, but he didn’t really taste like them, which was interesting. He was wearing a beanie hat over top some very short buzz-cut hair. As we made out, he started undoing his pants, pulling them down to reveal he was wearing a tight, black thong. My cock immediately twitched upon seeing that. He found the levers on the side of his seat, and he put the seat back. He turned over, showing his ass cheeks to me. I reached out and grabbed one of them, groping and smacking it lightly. I went over, leaning down and putting my mouth around one of them. I sucked and bit lightly while he moaned.
I kept groping for a few minutes until grabbing the thong and pulling it down. I lubed up my middle finger with some spit and started rubbing his hole. After a little bit, I was inside him, wriggling about. He was moaning loudly, in a voice seemingly not his own, more girlish that his normal speaking voice. After a bit of that, he turned back over and started to undo my pants. All of this was happening while one of us looked around frantically to see if anyone had pulled into the lot. It was right next to a main road, so anyone could’ve seen us if they could make out our silhouettes in the car.
My cock was already hard, and he wrapped his mouth around the whole thing. I placed my hand on the back of his head as he began to bob up and down. I could feel him grunting and moaning a little, sending vibrations down my shaft. It felt good. I hadn’t been blown in quite some time. I found the controls for my seat, and I leaned back slowly. He was doing well. I was getting into it when he took me out of his mouth, turning over and resuming his original position laying ass up in his seat. He began shaking his ass slowly, almost inviting me over to him.
“Fuck me, baby, fuck me,” he whispered. His ass looked marvelous. I hadn’t planned on fucking him, but a surge of lust came over me. My pants were still around my ankles, and I still had my boots on. I couldn’t get my legs over the center console of the car to get at his ass and his hole. Then, Jacob started saying something that made me very uncomfortable. As I groped his asscheeks and rubbed his hole, he started whispering, “You gonna be my boyfriend?” over and over again. I just didn’t say anything. I was petrified. I just kept rubbing and squeezing. He must have picked up on this because he changed it to “You gonna be my fuckbuddy?”
“Yes,” I whispered back. I abandoned my efforts to get my legs over the console to fuck him. Instead I just laid back down in my seat as he started sucking me again. I was getting close. I was upset that his hair was so short, otherwise I would have grabbed a bunch of it in my hands as his head rose and fell on my cock. I felt my orgasm approaching. I reached as far as I could down his body and started to smack his ass while he sucked me.
After a few minutes I started to shoot my load, and I pushed his head down as far as I could get it. I felt my cum filling his mouth, and we both grunted in unison. He kept his warm, wet mouth around me for a little bit. I didn’t feel him do anything. Now, I’m a bit of a whore, and I have swallowed every load I’ve had shot in my mouth. So I was a little disappointed when he didn’t swallow. Instead, he just opened up his mouth and leaned back up, allowing my cum to spill out of his mouth and run down, slowly coating my entire crotch. I had no towels to use to clean up so, after a minute of frustration, I just sucked it up and pulled my underwear back up over top of my dripping, slobbery crotch.
I dropped Jacob where I had picked him up, and I drove back home, feeling the spit and cum coating my cock slowly drying or being absorbed by my underwear. I picked up some miscellaneous things at the grocery store and then came home to find my dad awake and prepping stuff for dinner. “You were gone a while,” he said without looking up. You have no idea, I thought to myself.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lepgws/slobbercrotch_mm