This is a fictional story I have about this up and coming British singer. Paul Middleton is a big hunky bear of a man that happens to have a silky smooth singing voice that can lull you into a nice peaceful state. And it don't hurt that he is a big piece of hairy deliciousness. It is only fiction as I have never met, and may never meet this gorgeous beast. But I do hope you enjoy my little tale.
Bare Middleton (11) New Stuff...
... Well, I had tried to stay away. To keep from checking out anything about Paul. This man that I had met per his site and his growing popularity in music. This big hunky bear of a guy with the smooth delicious singing voice and handsome beefy looks that had me hooked from the first time I saw him. And then after meeting him some time ago and more. After spending a hot and sex filled night with this hunk while he was on tour I was beyond hooked. And that was a problem I had just found out after him getting back to England that he had a man in his life. A boyfriend. Something he negated to tell me before we had sex in his hotel room. Several times. But now I knew after a very awkward interaction with his boyfriend. An interaction where he literally called me a whore. A very uncomfortable interaction the I really was not prepared for. I became upset because of Paul's lie. So after hanging up the phone I went to his social media profile and ripped at him. Telling him what a shit he was for not telling me about his man. That I was not to be the 'home wrecker' in his game.
"How dare you!" I bitched "Lying to me to get me into bed with you" "You are a shit!"
I sent the scathing message and then. Kicked out the page. I also deleted his phone number. I planned on never talking to this guy again. As it was crap what he had done. I then went back to my dull life. Back to the grind if the 9 to 5.
It was some weeks later that I found myself back on the social media sight. I was in my emails and my page when I saw a message had come through from him. I cursed myself as I had not deleted his page or severed the connection with him here. Paul apologized for his boyfriend. Or soon to be 'ex' as he said. But he didn't tell me about him because they were on the rocks in their relationship. And that he rely liked me when we were together.
"Would still like to see you again" he said
I answered back and told him no. It did not matter that he and his guy were fighting. He should have told me about it so that there was no confusion. And I still did not appreciate the assault by his 'soon to be ex'. As it seems that the guy was still wanting Paul. Otherwise he would not have attacked me in such a way.
"Besides" I continued "You are there and I am here" "And neither is going to make a switch any time soon"
I sent the message and then closed it up. I didn't delete his profile from my list until I saw what he might have to say back. Some pitiful excuse I would imagine. But I wanted to see that before I dropped his page entirely. He did answer back. Pretty quick too. I got the message in my inbox the next day.
"I get it" he answered back "Ever so sorry about it all mate" "Take care"
That was it. That was all he did. He quickly gave up and then said bye. That almost pissed me off as much as the issue with his guy. So I took it he didn't really care if I was into him or not. He got some sex outta me and that was it. He would move on to the next guy.
"Fuck tard!" I huffed silently to myself
And it was then I deleted his page. I figured that was it with this big hunky guy. Even if he was hot I could not let myself get hooked up with him.
"No more of that dude in my life" I said
And all was quiet in that from for a while. Over a year to be exact. I was going in with my life. I dated a guy for a few months before he turned into a turd. (so is my luck). And it was when I was just coming off it that I received an email from the site that sold Paul's merchandise. There was a calendar that was coming out in this man. I guess I had not completely dumped all his stuff from my online apps. I was still getting notifications from the merchandise site.
"What the..?" I huffed as I looked at it
There he was. All that big hunky bear that Paul was in images that were nice. Clothed and a few states if undress that made the man look pretty fucking hot. I got an instant woodie from those small thumbnail images. I almost considered buying the calendar. But did not. What it did do was make me curious and I went back online to look him up again. It was horniness that did, this I was sure of. As I had not been with anyone in a month since the last dreary break up, this was my first introduction to a hot man again. And I knew how hit Paul was. And I still wanted him. So as my lust and needs took over my actions, I went back to his social media page and linked myself to it again. Then I sent him a message. I figured a hook up with this hunk of ear meat was better than nothing
"Hey Paul" I started "Doubt you remember me, but..."
I went in to say whom u was and that I was sorry about my attitude to him last year. I was hoping that he would consider reconnecting with me again. Of course I was not expecting him to acknowledge the message, let alone even say hello. So I was actually surprised that he did reply to me. It was a few days later and he was in the middle of another tour. But he had gone online and saw my message. And he responded
"Hi babe" he said "I understand why you were upset last year" "It was my bad" "Glad you came back to say hello again" "I still think you were a sweet fella"
He then said that he would be back in the states in October. That he would love to see me again. That there was no illusions of us doing anything that I would not want to do with him. But it would be nice to see me again. "Let me know if you want to" he said "Hope to see you soon babe"
Then the message was done.i was instantly excited that he was going to be back. And yes I did want to see him again. No expectations of course. But I did want to jump his hot hairy bones if I got the chance. That i was ever so sure about. I sent back another message and gave him my number again. That way we could talk again. And I did want to hear his voice again. Boy howdy.
"Damn" I huffed after "Now I am horny again"
So I ordered the calendar. I wanted to have his hot images all to myself here. And they would be here before June came. So I could get off in sight and memory. And when his calendar arrived. I opened the package and saw it. I saw the face image and then pulled opened the calendar. And the images inside had me pulling out my dick and jerking myself to them. That and the memory of that time together in his hotel got me off. And I blew out a cum blast to his name.
"Yess. Cumming!" I shouted "All for you Paul. All for you!".
And I did this whenever I could until June came....
To be continued