Post by arab on Mar 9, 2011 13:39:08 GMT -5
I just have to tell this story because I still think about it and go Wow that was amazing, and I guess it shows that even the most unlikely sexual fantasies can come true.
This story begins about a year ago. I am an average looking UK citizen in his late 30s. I was walking down Dean street in Soho, London when I passed this particularly hot looking guy. He was my height about 6ft, stockier than I am, very dark with black hair and dark hair on his arms. As we passed he gave me a look or particular interest, you know, that look. It was kind of thrilling but it was a public place and I might have misinterpreted. Anyway, this guy’s look impressed itself on my libido and he became the star of quite a few fantasies from then on. In the months that past I saw him on a few occasions around Soho. He rode a bike and hung out in the cafes on Old Compton Street. Despite this behaviour, he did not look stereotypically gay. He looked middle eastern, I though perhaps he was an Arab waiter who worked in the area or something. I remember once seeing him in the Costa cafe on the corner of Greek Street. He was just sitting their alone staring out of the big windows. I so wanted to pull up a stool beside him, but I was kind of scared.
I also hang out around the bookshops around the national library and on one occasion I saw him there as well. I also noticed that a bike very like the one I saw him riding was parked outside one of the flats. I thought this was a really odd coincidence. Later on I would have really powerful fantasies about of meeting him and going back to his place where we would spend all afternoon naked together. I found that I would make excuses to visit the area. I wondered how much money a guy like that would want to sleep with a guy like me. If he accepted bribes that it. These are the kinds of idle fantasies that I would indulge in.
The other week I was in this street again. Not to see this guy, but just to kill time browsing the bookshops. About a year had passed since the passing in the street and I thought he had probably moved away from the area by now. A least his bike was no longer to be seen, Imagine my delight when I saw him staring out of the window. This beautiful dark haired guy. He looked at me and sort of smiled. I walked past with my heart in my mouth. I hung around on the corner. Should I walk back again. I kind of started to and caught his eye and he withdrew from the window. I pottered around a bit looking in shop windows. I thought I had to have the courage to act on this, so I went past his window again, this time in a spot very visible from his point of view. He came to the window and smiled. I smiled back and then he spoke to me,.What was I doing? Oh just waiting for a friend I lied. Would I like to come up. I approached the door and he buzzed me in. I made my way upstairs to find him waiting for me with his fly unbuttoned. I thought this was a pretty obvious sign so I kissed him. He kissed me back and started rubbing my crotch. I was already pretty hard and the adrenaline was coursing round my body. He knelt down and unbuttoned my trousers and started sucking my hard cock. His hair beautiful, black and think, I rubbed my hand in his head. He stood up and pulled his jumper and shirt off. His chest was carpeted with black fur. I pulled my own clothes off. We stood before each other naked and erect. I pulled him close and felt the texture of his body against mine. I caressed his shoulders and his back while rubbing my dick against his hairy stomach.
He signaled we should move to the bed. He indicated that I should lay on it and he put his dick in my mouth. I deep throated him and he quickly came in my mouth and over my face. His spunk tasted wonderfully sweet. He bent down to kiss me on the mouth and face. He took some of the spunk in his mouth and kissed me, He sidled onto the bed beside me I stroked his furry chest and we kissed. He still seemed interested and I hadn't come yet. He massaged my cock, then went to a side table and brought out some lube and a condom. He proceeded to unroll the condom and slide it onto my cock. As he did this he licked the shaft. He took some lube and rubbed it over my cock and his ass. He straddled me on the bed, sitting upright, his arms behind him. HE reached for my cock and guided it into his arse. I am large so I have to be quite patient as it sometimes take a while for a guy to feel comfortable with thrusting. The wait was delightful though. I watched this perfect guy taking me slowing, quivering on top of me. I was so hard and excited, the whole experience has been a fantasy come true and I guess I was focused on not disappointing this guy. Not I just relaxed and drank in the visual and tactile sensations of this dream come true. His ass moved up and down on my cock and I very gently joined in the rhythm. In no time he had gotten used to be and he was bounding up and down on top of me wanking furiously. I let my hands move from this hairy stomach to his cheek. Tracing the lines of his strong thighs to his knees. Stroking his balls and tracing the outline of my cock in his ass. He cam again, spurting spunk over my stomach and chest. I gathered it up in my fingers and licked it. He came off me and offered me his cock which I put in my mouth and sucked the last remnants of spunk off it.
But this guy still wasn't satisfied, He made me stand up and we moved to a table in his room. He bend over the table motioning me to take hip from behind I had not lost my erection and the condom was still attached. I entered him again. Slowly at first teasing his arse with my cock, withdrawing before I gave him the full length. He groaned. I traced the line of hair above his arse. Then reached around to caress his chest, feeling him writhe and moan under me. I moved in an out, giving him all of me caressing him until he cam again. He phone went off and he answered it. I used the occasion to go to the bathrobe, but my erection would not go down enough for me to piss.
I returned and lay on the bed, watching this guy on the phone. He has a stocky body with love handles, his dick hung limp, He rubbed his chest with his hand as he talked on the phone in Arabic. When the call was over he came to the bed and touched my cock. He sat on top of me again and I fucked him one more time. This time he came into his hand and rubbed his fingers over my lips before sucking them himself. He then proceeded to want me as I lay there. He was very attentive and I watched his hairy arms that I had admired so much from afar move up and down as he gave me pleasure. I lay back and came so deeply that spunk shot up my chest. He licked the areas that were covered and then took me cock in this mouth.
We exchanged phone numbers and arranged to meet again. Unfortunately I have not been around. But I am not inclined to rush into another meeting too greedily, What that guy gave me on that day was a great gift. It was the gift of showing me that fantasies sometimes come true. I still laugh about it now when I think about it.
This story begins about a year ago. I am an average looking UK citizen in his late 30s. I was walking down Dean street in Soho, London when I passed this particularly hot looking guy. He was my height about 6ft, stockier than I am, very dark with black hair and dark hair on his arms. As we passed he gave me a look or particular interest, you know, that look. It was kind of thrilling but it was a public place and I might have misinterpreted. Anyway, this guy’s look impressed itself on my libido and he became the star of quite a few fantasies from then on. In the months that past I saw him on a few occasions around Soho. He rode a bike and hung out in the cafes on Old Compton Street. Despite this behaviour, he did not look stereotypically gay. He looked middle eastern, I though perhaps he was an Arab waiter who worked in the area or something. I remember once seeing him in the Costa cafe on the corner of Greek Street. He was just sitting their alone staring out of the big windows. I so wanted to pull up a stool beside him, but I was kind of scared.
I also hang out around the bookshops around the national library and on one occasion I saw him there as well. I also noticed that a bike very like the one I saw him riding was parked outside one of the flats. I thought this was a really odd coincidence. Later on I would have really powerful fantasies about of meeting him and going back to his place where we would spend all afternoon naked together. I found that I would make excuses to visit the area. I wondered how much money a guy like that would want to sleep with a guy like me. If he accepted bribes that it. These are the kinds of idle fantasies that I would indulge in.
The other week I was in this street again. Not to see this guy, but just to kill time browsing the bookshops. About a year had passed since the passing in the street and I thought he had probably moved away from the area by now. A least his bike was no longer to be seen, Imagine my delight when I saw him staring out of the window. This beautiful dark haired guy. He looked at me and sort of smiled. I walked past with my heart in my mouth. I hung around on the corner. Should I walk back again. I kind of started to and caught his eye and he withdrew from the window. I pottered around a bit looking in shop windows. I thought I had to have the courage to act on this, so I went past his window again, this time in a spot very visible from his point of view. He came to the window and smiled. I smiled back and then he spoke to me,.What was I doing? Oh just waiting for a friend I lied. Would I like to come up. I approached the door and he buzzed me in. I made my way upstairs to find him waiting for me with his fly unbuttoned. I thought this was a pretty obvious sign so I kissed him. He kissed me back and started rubbing my crotch. I was already pretty hard and the adrenaline was coursing round my body. He knelt down and unbuttoned my trousers and started sucking my hard cock. His hair beautiful, black and think, I rubbed my hand in his head. He stood up and pulled his jumper and shirt off. His chest was carpeted with black fur. I pulled my own clothes off. We stood before each other naked and erect. I pulled him close and felt the texture of his body against mine. I caressed his shoulders and his back while rubbing my dick against his hairy stomach.
He signaled we should move to the bed. He indicated that I should lay on it and he put his dick in my mouth. I deep throated him and he quickly came in my mouth and over my face. His spunk tasted wonderfully sweet. He bent down to kiss me on the mouth and face. He took some of the spunk in his mouth and kissed me, He sidled onto the bed beside me I stroked his furry chest and we kissed. He still seemed interested and I hadn't come yet. He massaged my cock, then went to a side table and brought out some lube and a condom. He proceeded to unroll the condom and slide it onto my cock. As he did this he licked the shaft. He took some lube and rubbed it over my cock and his ass. He straddled me on the bed, sitting upright, his arms behind him. HE reached for my cock and guided it into his arse. I am large so I have to be quite patient as it sometimes take a while for a guy to feel comfortable with thrusting. The wait was delightful though. I watched this perfect guy taking me slowing, quivering on top of me. I was so hard and excited, the whole experience has been a fantasy come true and I guess I was focused on not disappointing this guy. Not I just relaxed and drank in the visual and tactile sensations of this dream come true. His ass moved up and down on my cock and I very gently joined in the rhythm. In no time he had gotten used to be and he was bounding up and down on top of me wanking furiously. I let my hands move from this hairy stomach to his cheek. Tracing the lines of his strong thighs to his knees. Stroking his balls and tracing the outline of my cock in his ass. He cam again, spurting spunk over my stomach and chest. I gathered it up in my fingers and licked it. He came off me and offered me his cock which I put in my mouth and sucked the last remnants of spunk off it.
But this guy still wasn't satisfied, He made me stand up and we moved to a table in his room. He bend over the table motioning me to take hip from behind I had not lost my erection and the condom was still attached. I entered him again. Slowly at first teasing his arse with my cock, withdrawing before I gave him the full length. He groaned. I traced the line of hair above his arse. Then reached around to caress his chest, feeling him writhe and moan under me. I moved in an out, giving him all of me caressing him until he cam again. He phone went off and he answered it. I used the occasion to go to the bathrobe, but my erection would not go down enough for me to piss.
I returned and lay on the bed, watching this guy on the phone. He has a stocky body with love handles, his dick hung limp, He rubbed his chest with his hand as he talked on the phone in Arabic. When the call was over he came to the bed and touched my cock. He sat on top of me again and I fucked him one more time. This time he came into his hand and rubbed his fingers over my lips before sucking them himself. He then proceeded to want me as I lay there. He was very attentive and I watched his hairy arms that I had admired so much from afar move up and down as he gave me pleasure. I lay back and came so deeply that spunk shot up my chest. He licked the areas that were covered and then took me cock in this mouth.
We exchanged phone numbers and arranged to meet again. Unfortunately I have not been around. But I am not inclined to rush into another meeting too greedily, What that guy gave me on that day was a great gift. It was the gift of showing me that fantasies sometimes come true. I still laugh about it now when I think about it.