Them Dang Ads

I was surfing around the site looking at a variety of listings. Ads for couples looking for couples, men looking for men and everything in between. The picture caught my eye. The torso of a man with a hard cock, cum puddled on his flat belly. The perfect shape of the large shaft and head caused my cock to twitch and a sudden tightness in my stomach. I stared at the pearly drops of cum and my cock hardened, pushing at the suddenly restrictive confines of my jeans. His profile said that he was looking for a submissive man into oral and possibly groups. My heart raced, my whole body suddenly anxious. I thought of sending an email, telling him everything that popped into my head. I couldn’t do it. I logged off, but that picture never left my head. My cock was hard the whole day.

Several days later, I logged on again, looking just to surf, but knowing that I wanted another look at that picture. “You have one new message” flashed as I opened the site. Some miscellaneous junk mail, I figured. This site sent the usual assortment. I opened the mailbox and didn’t recognize the name at first, but when I opened the message, it quickly became clear. The site that I was on has a “who’s been viewing you” feature that allows you to see who has been checking out your listing. The guy whose picture I’d been unable to get out of my head had seen that I’d looked at his listing and sent me a message:

“Noticed you checked out my listing. Like what you see? Let me know if you’d like to see more.”

I’d love to see more, I thought to myself, and before I knew it, the reply was sent. As soon as I hit send, the anxiousness swept over me again. A mix of fear and arousal so powerful that I was only half aware that I’d pulled open my jeans and was franticly stroking my cock while sitting in the chair in front of my computer. Not until I’d cum all over my shirt did I recover myself enough to wonder what the hell I was getting myself into.

I didn’t check my email for a couple days. I didn’t intentionally avoid it, but part of me was afraid of where this was going. I couldn’t keep from looking though. Finally I logged on and saw the message that I’d both feared and craved. There were two of them actually. I opened the first:

“Check out these pictures and then open the other message,” the first one said. I opened each of the pictures that were attached to find the guy in the listing with another guy servicing him. There were a series of them, in each a man on his knees and sucking that beautiful cock that I’d seen in the first picture. The last one was the man stroking himself over the kneeling guy and cum shooting onto his face. I could hardly breathe and my cock throbbed in my pants. I closed the message and quickly opened the second:

“I’ve known lots of “curious” guys, lots of wanna-be’s and time wasters. Send me a picture that shows me you’re serious. Tom.”

In a horny daze, I took out the digital camera, set it up and stroked my aching cock. The knowledge of what I was going to do fueled me even further. The cum erupted from my cock into my hand cupped over the head of my cock. My hand went quickly to my mouth and I licked the cum from it and wiped it over my mouth. Cum clung to my beard and mustache, my tongue went to the remaining pool of cum in the palm of my hand and the shutter clicked.