I had been trying to find a bi top for some regular fun for what seemed like forever. Sure there are plenty of crazy guys, guys just into giving blow jobs or into strange kinky things. But finding a guy who likes to top other guys and make love to them is a rare thing where I'm from.
That is until I met Stan. We began right here on Lit sending PMs to one another. Then exchanged pics over email. I knew right away after seeing his pics that I wanted him inside me. He was just my type. Older (He was 54) with a bigger build and hairy 6'2 and 240 lbs.)
I may have come across as being a little aggressive trying to get him to actually meet up with me. It seemed he would never actually meet. He just would send messages whenever he got horny but then would never commit to meeting me. It also sucked he didn't have skype. I love jerking off for guys on skype and find you can get a feel if there is any real spark or attraction prior meeting.
Then after a few months of sending teasing emails and naked pics of myself in all kinds of sexy poses he agreed to meet. We were going to a bar for a few beers and agreed to keep it pressure free. If we weren't feeling one another it would be cool for either of us to back out.
Since he was married and I have a girlfriend who lives with me we agreed to meet one workday at lunch. I had lusted over his pics for so long there was no way I wasn't going to be laying under his big hairy body with his cock sliding deep inside me that day. It took some more time to finally find a day we could both carve out a few hours. And when the day finally came it turned out to be a little different than I had imagined.
It was a Monday and I actually took off work that day( since I always lose vacation days at the end of every year anyway). We met outside the bar and smiled at each other and we both seemed happy to finally be meeting. Once inside we had a few drinks and Stan started to give me some very seductive looks. He also started with some dirty talk explaining how he has wanted me for so long but didn't have the nerve to go through with it. We were sitting at a table and the next thing I knew I felt his foot rubbing up my leg. He had taken off his shoe and was rubbing his foot lightly up my leg. Before I realized it I was sitting on the edge of my seat with my legs splayed open. As his toes brushed my rock hard cock I let out a slight moan. Stan gave me another one of his looks and said he thought he could give me exactly what I needed on a regular basis but he had some conditions.