Last Night I Felt It, I Shouldn't Have Let Him Kiss Me

Last night I went out to get pizza by the slice. A guy behind me hit on me, I turned and it was an older man. He told me he liked the way I looked and he was looking for some fun. He suggested me we go someplace where we could talk. I went, not because I needed fun, out of habit really. He offered and I accepted and we went to his apartment by the river.

He was rough, most guys like him are rough, but rough in a good way. I'm usually standoffish until I know what is going on, I don't go for it right off the bat. After he finished he suggested we shower so we did, I gave him what he wanted, a long suck of his soft cock in the shower. I let him wash my cock and wash my behind, he got on his knees and licked and licked for a quite a while.

We just sat around on his bed, his soft cock and mine, smiling at each other, a little suck and then another. I don't kiss, that's trouble, but he laid me back to kiss me and then my cock. Out of nowhere he was hard again and wanted it rough and I went along. Some men need it rough, I get it. For some reason this time it really turned me on and I was really into it. I lost control and wet his bed, I don't lose control.

He released me and I went and got a towel to clean off and this time I laid beside him, he grabbed me really, and I lay there thinking that is where I was going to wake up.

He offered to give me the money but I refused it. I wasn't interested. I didn't want his money. Really, I just didn't want to leave. I left, it's part of it, you leave with the money in your pocket. But I left without money and I went home to a cold bed wishing I was back there beside him.