I was sitting around one night, smoking some weed, and began to get extremely horny. I walked by a mirror in my house and looked at myself, and thought I was looking hot as hell. I had on a tight fitting shirt and tight, black sweatpants. I looked at my curvy, bubble butt in the mirror and began feeling myself up, imagining Mark's hands on me. My cock became raging hard and I was tempted to stroke it, but then I remembered the business card that Mark had given me.
I quickly went to my room and got the card, holding it in my hand for a minute as my pulse raced. I was so nervous for some reason, but I started to text him. "What's the worst that could happen?" I thought. "If he doesn't respond or I chicken out, I'll just jack off."
But I texted him that it was me, Tyler and was wondering what he was up to. He quickly texted back that he was just getting home from work, and would love it if I stopped over for some drinks. I felt my heart race and my cock swell up again, full of nervousness, but I texted him that I would love that and got his address.
I don't smoke many cigarettes, but I ended up chain smoking one or two on the ride to his house, mostly because I was nervous, but a little because I was horny and it just felt good. The drive was only about 10 minutes, which was good, because I don't know how much longer I could wait.
I arrived at Mark's house and knocked softly on his door, and soon enough, Mark swung open the door. He was wearing a tight black shirt, showing off his defined muscles, and a tight pair of jeans, I could instantly see the outline of his huge cock! My heart jumped as soon as I saw Mark again, he told me, "come in."
"Nice place you have here,", I said as I walked into Mark's house.
"Thanks. It's so good to see you again Tyler." Mark wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him, kissing me on the lips, which were wet with anticipation. I kissed him back softly and moaned. He pulled back and a thin trail of saliva fell from our lips. He laughed. "Come over here, let's have a drink."
I eagerly followed Mark into his kitchen and we sat down at two stools, right next to each other. Mark handed me a glass of wine and poured one for himself. I began to eagerly sip my wine, and Mark did the same, laughing. The wine tasted so sweet, just like Mark's lips.
"So, what made you message me tonight?" Mark asked.
I sipped my wine, slowly. "I was really horny, to be honest," I said, smirking.
"Oh yeah?" Mark asked, sipping his wine. "That's cool. Haven't been able to stop thinking about you since the day we hooked up in my shop. God that was hot." He laughed, and then I laughed. He was right. It was so hot.
Mark rested his hand on my leg as we sipped our wine and talked, and it only made my cock grow harder and harder. By now my boxers were already soaked in precum, and we hadn't even done anything yet. The wine was getting to me, and it was making me hornier and hornier.
"Let's step out on my porch, I need a smoke," Said mark. I agreed, and stood up to follow him. The wine was definitely taking effect, I began to feel a little tipsy. I followed very close behind Mark as we walked, my body practically touching his. He smelled so good.
I pulled out a cigarette and Mark did the same. He stood close to me, and we began to puff our cigarettes, silently. "Such a nice night out tonight," said Mark.
"Yeah, I agree."
Mark walked behind me and started running his fingers back and forth along my lower back, just above my ass. "You have such a nice body, i love it."