I’ve had these dreams all my life, though I’ve never done anything with a man. I dreamt you answered my add, and sent me pics and warm reassuring words. You are kinda Twinkish but masculine and seem to be a take charge gently kind of guy. We email back and forth and send each other pics. One day you send me a pic of your big beautiful cock and I start salivating immediately, I marvel at how much smoother your body is than mine full of hair. You tell me your wife is out of town for the week and would like to have beers at your place and watch movies or something.
I’m so nervous and scared, and I didn’t think I could bring myself to agree, but I do. You tell me to come over Thursday night. I’m so nervous I’m shaking but I can’t quit thinking about you and that body, and what it would feel like wrapped around me, and how your lips would feel on mine, and how my mouth would feel around that beautiful cock, or how it would feel inside me. Yep I’ll be there alright. I may need to have a few drinks before I get there to work up the courage. I’m terribly shy in normal circumstances and this is way outside my norm.
Thursday comes around and I can’t even concentrate at work all day. As soon as I get out of work I have a drink to calm down. I’m just watching the clock now, I can’t tell if I’m excited for or dreading time to go. Finally 7:00 rolls around and somehow I make myself get in my car and head over to your place.
By the time I get to your house, I’m on the verge of full fledge panic. It’s taking everything I’ve got (and those few drinks) to not turn around and go home and make up an excuse. I sit in the car for a while trying to find the will to go knock on your door. I’m so scared you won’t like me as much in person. Ok so I feel like an idiot sitting out here like this so I go up to the door and ring the bell.
When you answer the door, you’re wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt, totally casual. You smile at me with such a cute/sexy grin I can’t help but smile a bit even though I’m about frozen with panic. You show me to the living room and ask if I’d like a beer. I would absolutely love one about now lol.
We sit on the couch and start watching a movie. It’s not a big couch but it’s not a love seat either. You’re on the opposite end. I wonder if you’re disappointed meeting me in person. I’m sure not, you’re even sexier in person, and your outgoing talkativeness is perfectly countering my shyness in a way that somehow has me feeling more at ease with every little laugh.
You get up to get us another couple beers, but this time when you come back, you sit closer to me. Not uncomfortable so, but closer. We’re talking a bit less now and are watching the movie, I’m enjoying it. After a while you lean back and put your feet up on the stand, and your arm on the back of the couch just relaxed.
A few minutes go by, and I’m starting to get a little nervous again as I realize I want that arm around me, not on the back of the couch.