My First Cock – Pt2

After my first meeting with Mike I couldn’t stop thinking about his cock. How it felt in my mouth, the taste, his warm cum dribbling down my throat, I was going crazy, wanting it more and more every day, wanting to suck it dry and swallow his huge load.

A couple of weeks passed before I could build up the courage to contact Mike again. I know he said contact him any time but I still felt nervous about the whole thing. By now though I was living by myself in my own flat where I had the freedom to do anything I wanted without anyone knowing so one day I thought, hey what the hell, there’s nothing to lose. It was a Wednesday when I finally plucked up the courage to contact him. I was so nervous, my hands were shaking as I tapped in the text message…’Hi Mike its Dave from the other week. How would you like to meet up sometime soon?’ It took me another 5 or 10 mins to actually pluck up the courage to send the message but eventually I did it, hitting the send button I felt both happy but extremely nervous, thinking what if he didn’t want to meet up, what if it isn’t his number, etc. It was a couple of hours before I got a response from him but it was such a relief when I did…

‘Hi Dave great to hear from you. I’m free tomorrow night if you are?’

I instantly replied with

‘Yeah sure, do you wanna come to my place?’

Within minutes I got the response I was so eagerly waiting for… ‘Yeah sure, whats your address? About 7 ok?’

I text him my address and confirmed 7pm the next day.

The next day must have been one of the fastest days I’ve ever had. I woke up with a huge smile on my face knowing the fun I was going to have in the evening. I made sure my day was busy as I knew it would go quicker that way. Only problem was, my flat was a tip so I had to rush home and do some tidying up before Mike turned up at 7. I darted home from work and pressed on with the cleaning making sure it was all tidy. By the time 7pm came around I was shaking like a leaf I was so nervous. Mike didn’t turn up until about 7:15 but when I heard the buzzer go I nearly jumped out of my skin. This would be the first time I saw Mike properly in the light and we got to see what each other look like. As I opened the door I was pleasantly surprised, he had short black hair, slightly tanned and about 5ft10. He was a slim guy but he wasn’t to fat either, but I am 6ft4 so I was towering over him a little. He was wearing a blue shirt and quite tight jeans which I could have sworn I saw a nice little buldge in and was holding a carrier bag with something in.

“Hi Mike, come in”

I let him in and I showed him to the living room. “Take a seat, can I get you a drink?”

“Do you have any beers?” Mike asked

“Yeah sure” I replied. I got a couple in incase we wanted to relax the atmosphere a bit.

I wandered off to the kitchen to get him a cold one from the fridge. I was still nervous as hell but I think having Mike actually there and sitting on my couch relaxed me a little bit. I came back with 2 beers and handed one to Mike before plonking myself down on the couch next to him. The conversation was a little awkward to start but he made the first move asking how I had been and then the conversation just rolled on from there.