This happened in 2007(ish).
I was 25 and I’m 6’5″, average build at the time, 7″ x 6″ uncut. And he was about the same age. He worked out, or claimed he did. He had the body of someone who used to workout. He also claimed to be straight(ish) and not gay at all. But he had a reputation in town for being down for anything.
I remember it was a Wednesday and I was off for some reason, and it was the middle of summer. I came out just a year earlier and I’d only been meeting guys for a few months. I had been edging all morning. This was before Grindr, so we got to talking on the gay.com chatrooms. The guy in this story, he’d often hit me up to fuck. Usually, I’d rebuff his come ons, but this time…I suggested that I’d let him suck me off, if he did it naked. And I was dressed. For someone reason it turned me on. He was totally down. He sent out a few red flags, saying it had to be on the down low, he didn’t want his friends to know he hooked up with men. I hmm-ed and ahh-ed for a bit and finally agreed, but he’d have to come from his place across town to mine in central.