Will Fowler by Jason Hawkins
I'm a long-time Nifty reader, but this is my first story submission. No real action in this part, but I am planning several chapters. Feedback and suggestions are welcome (jasonhawkins861@gmail.com).
This story is fictional. The point-of-view character is loosely based on the author. All other characters are fantasy creations of the author, as is the plot. The story includes graphic language describing sex acts between consenting adult men.
Chapter 1
I met him on Grindr, like so many others over the years. I don't get much attention on the flesh market, but I'm persistent and I find most men attractive. I'm usually able to find something when my hands aren't enough.
I find being brutally honest on my profile is best, so the guys who wouldn't find me attractive in person can say so or just ignore me.
First, my picture. I have a cute face (honest), but when I take a profile picture, I don't go out of my way to make sure I'm perfectly groomed or find the perfect angle or lighting. Fuck that. I want them to know what I look like. Long, thick, dirty blonde hair hanging haphazardly to my shoulders. Glasses with expensive rims - the only stylish thing about me - over my deep blue eyes. Scruffy facial hair. And a natural half-smile. Simple, easy, and true.
Next, my stats. 29, 5'11", 290 lbs. Yeah, I'm fat. I have a good amount of muscle underneath, so I'm not as fat as you might think, but I am fat. There's no way to explain that nuance on a Grindr profile without sounding lame, so I just state the numbers and consider it an asshole-repellent. White, versatile, single, looking for anything.
Finally, my description, which I change occasionally. A one-line hook. Not about me, but something that advertises that I'm smart but unusual. Currently: "Do GrindrBots dream of electric dick?"
The night I met Will, I was in bed for two hours before I accepted that I wasn't going to fall asleep. My cock was still hard after jacking off twice. I was in a top mood and couldn't shake the mental image of my thick cock head disappearing into some twink's ass. I don't really have a 'type', and I enjoy variety. But when I get a craving for a skinny, young, cum-loving bottom, nothing else will do.
I opened the app and started browsing. I saw a couple of regulars who live nearby, but they weren't what I needed. Before I could scroll down, I heard a message notification. Now, I've found that when I get a message within 15 seconds of opening Grindr, it's always a bot. The profile picture was a beautiful boy with an aloof expression - strike two. The message was too long to be written in such a short time - strike three.
Will: "I'm dying to get fucked tonight, but no one will respond to my messages. I think the app might be bugged out. Can you see this?"
Jason: "It's because you're obviously a bot"
I like engaging with the GrindrBots from time to time. Some of them have interesting responses when you tell them what they are. I like to think I'm doing my small part to help improve the technology and bring us closer to the sex-robot utopia.
Will: "No I'm not...do you have a dick pic?"
I opened his profile. 18, 5'8, 120, bottom, looking for Right Now or Relationship, 1 mile away. The photo looked like it was taken in a studio - maybe a high school senior yearbook photo. The boy had wavy dark brown hair, brown eyes, and an angular face with strong cheek bones and jaw. If he were real, he would be exactly what I needed.
So many people had already seen naked pictures of me that it was too late to worry about privacy or staying out of some bot database. So, I sent a picture showing my cock and belly. My cock is thick and well-shaped, cut, and just a hair under 7". It has received many compliments over the years. The first picture of it I send to a new person always includes my belly in case they didn't notice my stats.
The response came within a few seconds: "wow". Before I could think of my next line, I received a photo in return. It was clearly the same boy - he was looking over his shoulder with the same expression. But my eyes were quickly glued to the main feature. He was on all fours with his ass in the center of the frame, and what an ass. It was perfectly smooth and round, but not too big. There was a hint of pink in the crack. I imagined spreading it open to see his boypussy, and my half-hard dick snapped to full attention.
Before I could fully process one of the hottest pics I'd ever seen, another, even hotter, picture came through. My mouth opened and my hand involuntarily squeezed my cock. It was as if the boy read my mind. His head was forward, out of view, and his hands were on each ass cheek, pulling them apart. In between was a perfect pink hole. His dick and balls hung underneath - they looked smooth as well, and his dick was no more than 5".
Jason: "I wish you were real. I could get lost in that ass"
Will: "lol thank you"
Will: "I am real. I can prove it....tell me what you want to see and i'll take a pic"
Now this was getting interesting. I looked back at both pictures and didn't find the usual URL watermark. Maybe...
Jason: "Let me see your chest and face. Hold up 3 fingers. And smile for once. You have 30 seconds"
About 20 seconds later, he sent the picture - exactly as I asked. His smile was awkward, and he had some crooked teeth, which just made me more attracted to him. I couldn't believe it.
Jason: "Ok, so you're real...and you're a real hottie."
Will: "lol thanks"
Will: "I think you're really hot too"
Will: "I keep looking at your pics"
Jason: "Thanks, cutie. Are you sending that opening message to everyone?"
Will: "no, just a few guys..the ones that look nice. you're the only one that answered"
Jason: "Lucky me. And lucky you. I think I can give you what you need, and I know you're what I need"
Will: "lol I bet :)"
Will: "I've never messed around with a guy from grindr...how does this work"
Jason: "It's pretty simple. I give you my address, you come over, we do whatever you want, and you stay as long as you want"
Will: "lol k"
I sent him my address, and he said he'd be there in 10 minutes. My cock was leaking precum by this point, and my head was spinning. I could barely take my eyes off his pictures, but I managed to brush my teeth and put some lube and a small prostate toy on my nightstand. I had condoms too, but I left them out of sight. I wanted to feel Will's boypussy on my bare cock if I could convince him.
I heard a knock on my front door.