Convinced
Bars are open again. Phew! I missed the local place. This is strange because with my wife in Texas, her shadow no longer hangs over the place. But everyone knows me, it’s like Cheers where Everybody Knows Your Name. My job isn’t effected by COVID and with my wife gone I come here a lot. My previous post about my new cocksucking lesbian friend is at a standstill. I convinced her to try to make things work with her wife and that I would stay away.
Progress Report: Although difficult, things are progressing. Her wife took the plea deal and no longer has the ankle bracelet. Baby steps.
Im minding my own business watching the race and captioning Xham when Jeff comes by. He was the guy who I won a blowjob from when Minnesota beat Auburn. I hadn’t seen him since the start of the pandemic. It really hasn’t gone well for him. His wife took everything in the divorce. Fucking lawyers **** you even during a pandemic. Bastards. He doesn’t have a pot to piss in. We’re watching the NASCAR race when I asked him if he wanted to join me so I could buy him a beer. I wanted him to know that there was no hard feelings about before. He blushed and accepted.
We are enjoying the race and conversation when I decided to go to the bathroom. I left up my Xhamster page. I made sure he saw the galleries where str8 guys suck dick. He doesn’t leave the table. This goes on quite a while when he complains that even though I’m paying the beer here is expensive (it is). Obviously I have plenty of beer at home and a Samsung TV for the race and suggested that he should come over. He sheepishly agreed.
We are back at my place as I put the race on TV. I obnoxiously tell him since I’m supplying the race and the beer that he he should be the one to bring the beers from the fridge, on demand. He reluctantly agrees. He is enjoying his beer on the recliner. I am resting on the couch. We are having guy talk. I keep mentioning how much I love blowjobs. Who doesn’t?
A few beers into the race I decide to take a wizz. When I come back down, all I’m wearing is an A shirt and a banana hammock. My 3 incher is at a full 6. I sit down and have him get me another beer. We both know what happens next, but he wants to save face. He wants me to ask him like last time. No Fucking way! This is to be complete surrender.
He hands me the beer and gets on his knees. He reaches for my thong when I make him beg for it. He is totally broken and say “pretty please may I suck your cock”. I tell him only if he would make love to it. He really goes at it, kinda trying to get it over with. I make sure to let him know he was gonna earn this. Of course I can’t back it up, that’s why I was a Cuckold in the first place. I spurted all over his face. I make him thank me.
So, it’s time to ask him, what exactly does he want? He really doesn’t know. He confesses that the Lez that let me do her is his dream girl. Hmmm, Maybe if she gets things worked out…
I still had to ask why. We both know he isn’t gay (kinda questioning that now). The first time he did it we were both stupid drunk and things got out of hand. But after I put it in his mouth the first time I told him we didn’t have to do this, that I was joking. He claims he never heard me say that cause my knees were plugging his ears when I was on top of him. He said if he would have heard it he would’ve stopped it. The second time after his divorce and the COVID that he wanted some company and to be around a human not named his wife or her lawyer. Also he craved human contact, even if he didn’t like it. He’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all. I told him that he didn’t need to suck my dick again that we could’ve just watched the race. He said that he saw and felt how much my huge hardon wanted it and didn’t want to disappoint. My huge hardon? Geez, how small is he? No wonder she dumped him lol.
Progress Report: Although difficult, things are progressing. Her wife took the plea deal and no longer has the ankle bracelet. Baby steps.
Im minding my own business watching the race and captioning Xham when Jeff comes by. He was the guy who I won a blowjob from when Minnesota beat Auburn. I hadn’t seen him since the start of the pandemic. It really hasn’t gone well for him. His wife took everything in the divorce. Fucking lawyers **** you even during a pandemic. Bastards. He doesn’t have a pot to piss in. We’re watching the NASCAR race when I asked him if he wanted to join me so I could buy him a beer. I wanted him to know that there was no hard feelings about before. He blushed and accepted.
We are enjoying the race and conversation when I decided to go to the bathroom. I left up my Xhamster page. I made sure he saw the galleries where str8 guys suck dick. He doesn’t leave the table. This goes on quite a while when he complains that even though I’m paying the beer here is expensive (it is). Obviously I have plenty of beer at home and a Samsung TV for the race and suggested that he should come over. He sheepishly agreed.
We are back at my place as I put the race on TV. I obnoxiously tell him since I’m supplying the race and the beer that he he should be the one to bring the beers from the fridge, on demand. He reluctantly agrees. He is enjoying his beer on the recliner. I am resting on the couch. We are having guy talk. I keep mentioning how much I love blowjobs. Who doesn’t?
A few beers into the race I decide to take a wizz. When I come back down, all I’m wearing is an A shirt and a banana hammock. My 3 incher is at a full 6. I sit down and have him get me another beer. We both know what happens next, but he wants to save face. He wants me to ask him like last time. No Fucking way! This is to be complete surrender.
He hands me the beer and gets on his knees. He reaches for my thong when I make him beg for it. He is totally broken and say “pretty please may I suck your cock”. I tell him only if he would make love to it. He really goes at it, kinda trying to get it over with. I make sure to let him know he was gonna earn this. Of course I can’t back it up, that’s why I was a Cuckold in the first place. I spurted all over his face. I make him thank me.
So, it’s time to ask him, what exactly does he want? He really doesn’t know. He confesses that the Lez that let me do her is his dream girl. Hmmm, Maybe if she gets things worked out…
I still had to ask why. We both know he isn’t gay (kinda questioning that now). The first time he did it we were both stupid drunk and things got out of hand. But after I put it in his mouth the first time I told him we didn’t have to do this, that I was joking. He claims he never heard me say that cause my knees were plugging his ears when I was on top of him. He said if he would have heard it he would’ve stopped it. The second time after his divorce and the COVID that he wanted some company and to be around a human not named his wife or her lawyer. Also he craved human contact, even if he didn’t like it. He’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all. I told him that he didn’t need to suck my dick again that we could’ve just watched the race. He said that he saw and felt how much my huge hardon wanted it and didn’t want to disappoint. My huge hardon? Geez, how small is he? No wonder she dumped him lol.
4 年 前
