This a purely fictional tale about a hot southern guy I met online some time back. A guy who live only a date away from me. A bit beefy guy with tattoos and a great dick. I have chatted with him on so ual media. The old linked to them because of friend connection'. But nothing more than chat
I know his is gay from his posts. But only can wish to get near enough to him to get a turn on his dick. For now, just a fantasy.
Enjoy.
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Getting Rammed by Rusty (3)
... I had asked Rusty for his private email in a comment on his images that he posted on his Twitter page. Wanting to show him my naked body that I knew when wanted to see. He had suggested we get together in the near future, but also said I had no naked pictures on my page. I could never do that as I was not one to spill out my nakedness to the masses. Just my being timid to such acts. So I figured if it was just between us it would be better. Only sharing with this hot dude for his private viewing.
"Great man. I will send something just for you" I said back in message after he gave me his email address.
I took a few images of my naked body in the bathroom. Selfies and such. Showing front and back for him to see. Then I loaded them to my computer and then sent them to his email address I had. Hoping that he would like what he saw. I was a bold move by my part. Again it was not common for me to be posting naked stuff. And it took a lot for me to send these to him. But I guess my desire for the hot man overruled my trepidation. I sent Rusty the images and waited for his reply.
"If I don't here back soon, I will assume he did not like me" I said to myself
I did get a reply for Rusty and he was more than happy with what I sent him telling me how hot I was and he sure did want to jump my bones. And he suggested that we one day in the future hook up. That he wanted to get at me and my body. And that he was raging at the possiblity of that hook up.
Well his comments made me happy. He seemed very interested in that meet and fuck. And I know I was definitely up for it. So I sent back a reply to tell him that I would too.live to meet. But would have to find a time to take off. We were not terribly far from one another. But if I was to drive down, it would take several long hours to reach him.
"But, yeah man. Would love to hang out" I said back "Get my hands all over you man"
Rusty and i then just started to talk more. Exchanging more info for the time when we did eventually meet. I liked his slight southern accent as he spoke to me on the phone. And I would be looking at his hot images as we talked. Dick out and stroking myself happily. The time for this hook up was figured to be several months from our first person to person call. So I had to make do with phone chats and online chats. And me stroking out to his videos and cock images.
"Man I want that big fucker" i huffed to myself "Cannot wait to wrap my lips around it" "Then to slide down his big hard cock"
I bust out many times just from these distance placed calls. Just listening to him as he spoke dirty to me on the phone. It made me hornier for him than I could ever have been. I was moreso than any other guy I have lusted for in the past. And I knew I needed to be fucked by this guy, or go mad. And I almost could not wait for any type of hook up.
"If only I could snap my fingers" I said to myself "Just snap em and would be there with him" "Me on hands and knees taking his big southern cock"
Yea,h, that became a pretty much all consuming thing. Waiting to hopefully get a good hard fucking by Rusty. But all there was was this wait. And the more I waited, the more I wanted him. Jerking almost every night to him. Shoving fingers and dildos up my ass as a substitute for what I really wanted. His cock. Then as weeks passed and the time drew closer to the 'meet and greet fuck' as I was calling it. We had less and less conversations. I worried the stud had moved on from his desire for me to someone else, someone closer he could plow up now. The thought had indeed crossed my mind. And with that I found myself jealous if any guy getting him. For to me 'he was mine', and 'i was his', even if we have not officially met. I was upset that others lay claim to this man I wanted.
"Fucks" I huffed "I want him all to me" "All those fucks need to leave Rusty to me" "He is mine"
Then I was snapped out of my hatred of all men near him by his latest message to me. It pulled me back to a calmer state as he mentioned how much he was looking forward to our meeting.
"Can't wait to get together next week man" he said to me
I sent back a 'ditto" to him. Letting him know I was so looking forward to it too. And was even honest in saying I was going crazy that it could not be sooner....
++++++++++++++++++++ To be continued