The morning sun streams through the curtains, casting a warm glow on my face as I slowly wake up. My head is pounding from last night’s drinks and dancing at the club. My friends were all flirting with girls, some disappearing into the darkness with their chosen partners for a night of passion. But I didn’t join them, not because I couldn’t, but because I have no interest in girls.
As I lie in bed, I can’t help but feel like I was the only one who didn’t have sex last night. In fact, I’ve never had sex at all. The mere thought of it makes my body react, a familiar hardness forming between my legs.
I reach for my phone and open the incognito mode browser like every other morning. Without hesitation, I type in “gay pornhub” and scroll through the selection of videos. One catches my eye – “My grindr hookup’s big cock.” I click on it and start stroking myself to the hot action on screen. The temptation to finish quickly is strong, but I hold back and edge myself for a while.
As I continue scrolling, more grindr hookup experience videos pop up in the recommended section. It piques my curiosity -I’ve known about grindr for a while now but have never actually downloaded it. Today, however, I decide to take the plunge.
After a minute or so, the icon appears on my home screen. With shaky hands, I open it and sign up for an account. It asks for me to fill out my profile, but for now, I leave it empty and start scrolling through the grid of nearby guys.
Without hesitation, I reach out to a few hot ones that catch my eye. After 10 minutes or so, I haven’t received any replies. Then it hits me – maybe it’s because I don’t have a profile picture.
Reluctantly, I upload a photo of myself but crop it so that my face isn’t visible. Almost instantly, I receive a message from a faceless profile with only a soccer ball emoji as the name. My heart races as I open the chat to see “Hi Mark ;)” written on the screen.
Confused and slightly nervous, I wonder how this person knows my name. I never added it anywhere in my profile and even used an anonymous email address when signing up. As I contemplate what to say, the person sends me a picture.
My eyes widen as I immediately recognize the person in the photo – it’s Thomas, my former teammate from our soccer team. But why is he on grindr? He had a girlfriend when we played together.
Before I can respond, he writes back saying that he noticed the team shirt in my photo and remembered that my number was 12. I can’t help but be impressed by his memory and ask him why he’s on grindr if he has a girlfriend.
His reply shocks me – he broke up with his ex-girlfriend a year ago and came out as gay.
Memories of playing soccer with him flood my mind. I can still feel the sweat on my skin, hear the cheers of the crowd, and see his intense gaze on me as we changed in the locker room. But I never thought much of it, knowing he had a girlfriend. I was too afraid to look at other guys in the shower, fearing I would get aroused and draw attention I didn’t want. However, there was one time when Thomas caught my eye as he undressed, and I couldn’t resist stealing glances at his naked body.
His penis stood out to me most – plump and uncut, with a neatly trimmed patch of hair above it. It seemed to have a slight curve to the left, making it all the more intriguing. And now, as I snap out of my daydream and realize I have a hardon, I feel a rush of excitement at Thomas’s last message asking if I wanted to share dick pics.
My heart races as I hesitate for a moment before replying yes. Within minutes, three pictures appear on my screen – Thomas’s big and veiny cock, his glans peeking out from under his foreskin. Unable to resist, I quickly send some back in return.
His response floods my phone with desire – he loves my dick and wants to play with it. Nervous but unable to stop thinking about being naked with him, I open up about my lack of plans for the day. He suggests coming over for sex, but both of our roommates are home. However, he knows a secluded spot by the beach that we can go to for privacy.
He sends me a screenshot of the location on Google Maps and tells me to meet him there at 4 PM. My nerves start to kick in as I realize this is actually happening, but I reply with a sure anyways.
With two hours to kill before our rendezvous, I take a shower, have some breakfast, and attempt to distract myself by watching a show on Netflix. But I can’t focus on anything else as I repeatedly check Grindr and gaze at Thomas’s pictures, counting down the minutes until I will finally have him all to myself.
As the time approaches, my heart races in anticipation. I quickly grab my car keys and make my way to the location Thomas had sent me. The drive is filled with nervous tension as I wonder what he has planned for us.
I reach the spot on the map and roll down a hill, finding myself at the edge of a cliff. My eyes are drawn to an old, abandoned house that sits perched precariously on the edge. A race bike lies in the tall grass next to it.
Parking my car on the dirt road, I step out into the open air and anxiously scan my surroundings. There is no sign of Thomas, but just as I start to feel uncertain, he appears from behind the house.
“Hey,” he calls out, gesturing for me to follow him behind the building. My nerves and excitement mix together as I walk towards him and watch him disappear around a wooden shed.
My heart pounds loudly in my chest as I round the corner and take in my surroundings. Used condom wrappers and lube packages litter the ground, evidence of previous encounters. But all thoughts leave my mind as Thomas grabs my hand and pulls me into the shed.
Turning towards me with a smirk on his lips, he says, “Hey there, glad you came.” His kind eyes and charming smile ease some of my anxiety, but I can still feel a hint of fear lingering within me.
“Eh, hey,” I reply nervously, about to mention how long it’s been since we last saw each other. But before I can say anything else, he leans in and captures my lips with his own.
The softness of his lips against mine feels good, calming my nerves slightly. As our kissing intensifies, his hands find their way to my hips while mine rest on the back of his head. Our tongues dance together, and I can feel my heart racing even faster.
Suddenly, he pulls me closer to him as our crotches press together. I realize that we are the same height, our hard dicks in our pants pressing against each other in perfect alignment.
As we continue kissing, his hand slips down towards my belt. Without breaking away from our passionate embrace, he deftly unbuckles it and moves on to unbuttoning my jeans. My own excitement growing, I return the gesture and slowly pull his jeans down.
I am met with the sight of Thomas’ impressive cock, already hard and bouncing up towards his stomach. A drop of precum glistens on the tip, only adding to the allure of his manhood.
He guides our cocks together in his hand as we resume kissing, both of us heavily breathing now. As things heat up between us, he starts to remove my underwear while I take in the sight of his bare cock.
His cock is even larger than I remember from the picture he sent me earlier, pointing upwards to the left slightly. Our hands explore each other’s bodies eagerly as our lips never break contact. The anticipation and arousal I’ve been feeling all evening is finally coming to a head.
Thomas drops to his knees, gazing up at me as he takes my throbbing cock into his mouth. The warmth of his wet lips and the skillful movements of his tongue send shivers down my spine. His eyes lock onto mine, filled with desire and a hint of mischief. I can feel my body responding to his touch, becoming increasingly sensitive to every sensation.
As Thomas continues to pleasure me with his mouth, I reach up and pull off my shirt, eager for more skin-to-skin contact. He follows suit, running his hands over my chest and teasing my nipples until they become hard points of pleasure.
My body is on fire, yearning for release but also wanting to savor every moment of this intense pleasure. Thomas senses this and pulls away from my cock, spitting on it before taking it deep into his throat. The feeling is unlike anything I’ve experienced before – warm and tight, driving me wild with desire.
But I don’t want it to end just yet. In an instant, I pull Thomas up and drop to my knees in front of him. His own cock is rock hard, precum already leaking from the tip. My tongue eagerly traces the trail of precum down to his pulsing cock head, taking it fully into my mouth.
The softness and warmth of his cock only heighten my arousal. With one hand, I grip his low hanging balls while sucking him deeply, making sure to keep him wet with my spit. I look up at him, watching as he bites his lip and threads his fingers through my hair.
Just when I think I can’t take any more pleasure, Thomas pulls away from me and leans in for a kiss. Our mouths meet in a hot, wet embrace, our tongues tangling together as we taste each other’s desire.
After a few moments of passionate kissing, Thomas breaks away and whispers in my ear, “I want your cock inside me.” I’m momentarily stunned by his boldness, but my own desire overrides any hesitation. “Me too,” I reply, the anticipation of what’s to come making me even more aroused.
With a gentle yet confident hand, he guides me to the back of the shed, where he lays down a thick blanket on top of some hay. The sweet scent of freshly mown grass mixes with the musk of our bodies as we lay down together. He positions himself on top of me, his lips descending upon mine in a passionate kiss. Our bodies are pressed tightly together, our wet and precum-covered cocks rubbing against each other in a frenzy of desire.
As he straddles my hips, sitting on his knees above me, he reaches down and grabs my throbbing cock in his strong hand. With a teasing smile, he smacks it against his own firm ass, eliciting a groan from both of us. I watch as he licks his fingers and reaches behind himself, slowly massaging my slick pre-cum onto his puckered hole.
He moans softly as I slide my finger inside him, feeling him give way easily to my touch. Without hesitation, he spits into his hand and coats my cock with saliva before slowly lowering himself onto it. As he sinks down onto me, I feel the tight warmth of his body envelope and surround my length. It’s an intoxicating sensation that causes me to moan loudly in pleasure.
His eyes closed and head tilted back, he moves forward and backward on my cock, grinding against me eagerly as he strokes himself with one hand. My hands grip his hips tightly as I follow his rhythm, thrusting up into him with every movement. The tingling in my balls tells me that I’m close to cumming and when I look up into his eyes, I see the fire burning there and know that he is too.
“I’m about to cum,” I say breathlessly, unable to resist telling him.
“Me too,” he replies between heavy breaths.
Our bodies seem to move as one now, both of us nearing our release. The tightness and warmth of his ass, combined with the friction of our bodies and the sight of him pleasuring himself, pushes me over the edge. With a loud moan, I feel my cock pulsing as it shoots thick spurts of hot cum deep inside him, filling him completely.
At the same time, I watch as Thomas arches his back and lets out a guttural groan, shooting his own load all over my chest and stomach in impressive spurts. We both collapse onto the blanket, spent and panting heavily as our sweaty bodies press together.
After a few moments of catching our breath, we slowly untangle ourselves from each other’s embrace. As we gather our clothes and silently get dressed, he walks up to me and kisses me deeply before whispering in my ear, “Let’s do this again soon.”
Before I can even respond, he turns and walks away, disappearing around the corner. Standing alone in the now-empty shed, I can’t help but smile to myself and whisper, “Fuck yeah we will.”
