A second round

At the end of yesterday, I got an email from a guy that I had been chatting with for a couple of days. He asked if I was around to come over to his place, which happened to be a block away from my office. How could I not go? I was meeting friends, so didn't have much time, but decided to stop by and check things out. When he opened the door, he was smaller than I thought, but that's OK. If I was boyfriend hunting, I like them to be at least 5'10" but for a fuck, as long as they don't have to stand on a stool to blow me, I'm fine. I walked in, sat down on his living room chair, pulled out my dick, and that little pig went crazy on my meat - throating it all the way to my pubes. He kept it down there as I boned up to raging status. As he came off, it was covered in thick spit and flopped on my hard stomach. It was perfect for boning. I didn't really have time to fuck, but at this point was so horned up, that I had to. And because I didn't really want to deal with a dirty dick, I decided to fuck him with a condom. I put one on and, facing away from me, he sat on my shaft. He was not too tight (but not like a loose hooker either), and after a second of getting used to my thick piece, started humping me. Harder and harder, getting up off of it, then sitting back down. He said he was about to shoot, and right away, sprayed out about 3 long lines of sperm which I could see. It shot so hard and far that it almost looked fake. As he clamped down on my dick, I shot my load inside.

The dude hopped off my still hard cock, took off the condom and poured the spunk into his mouth.

Fuck yeah, man.

I took a piss, washed my cock, and met my friends with a post-fuck face and smile.