Date: Wed, 7 Oct 2020 13:44:45 -0400
From: Nifty Writer <niftywriter2002@gmail.com>
Subject: Max's Grindr Journey Chapter 4

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Max's Grindr Journey -- Chapter 4


"OMG what just happened," I thought to myself. Did Aiden really just
invite me to meet him--alone, in a secluded wooded area? But, what if it
wasn't him? What if it was some gross old man? Or, worse, what if it was
someone who had it out for me or my family and wanted to make a mockery
of me and my secret?


I didn't care. I was willing to take the chance. The guy I'd fantasized
about so many times possibly was asking me to come meet him--at night, in
the dark--and I'm sure it wasn't to shoot the breeze and talk about
life.


By this time, it was close to 9:30. Luckily, my house was big enough that
I could shower without arousing suspicion (I was a morning shower guy),
and sneaking out shouldn't be that big a deal, either. My bedroom was
over our garage on the complete opposite end of the house from my
parents', and there was a second staircase with its own private entrance
near my room (it was where our nanny stayed when we were smaller and she
lived in with us). I toweled off, and admired my rock hard dick; I was
pretty sure it was going to be difficult to keep my manhood at bay while
I was getting ready. I desperately wanted to rub one out, but feared I'd
spoil the experience I was hoping was awaiting me.


I threw on some flattering jeans and a tight black t-shirt that outlined
the forming contours of my chest and arms. I figured it might be cold, so
I tossed a sweatshirt into a backpack, brushed my teeth, and tiptoed out
of the house.  I locked my door and turned out the light in case anyone
was looking for me to make it look like I was sleeping.  At this point,
it was 9:45, and I had to hurry to make it to the clearing by 10. Despite
it taking a long time to get there this afternoon, I was on a
mission--and was without my mom and dog to slow me down.


The night was actually beautiful. It was about 60 degrees, still a bit
muggy, but clear with a star-filled sky. The moon shone brightly and made
the need for a flashlight somewhat redundant. The trailhead was close to
my house, and I was hiking the trail within 5 minutes of leaving. I made
it up the hill within no time. My dick was still hard as a rock, and my
heart was beating a mile a minute with anticipation. I arrived at 9:59,
expecting to see Aiden standing with his silhouette in the moonlight.
However, nobody was there.


What a fool I was to think that this was going to happen. I waited for 10
minutes, and every little noise I heard in the woods started to freak me
out. I wasn't a big "nighttime jaunt in the woods" kind of guy, so I
was starting to think the worst things possible. I decided I'd better
head home; the high from my anticipation was wearing off, and I was on
the verge of being mauled by a creature of the night.  I grabbed my
backpack and stood up, and--I don't know how he snuck up without
literally making a noise--but there he was--in all his glory standing in
the clearing, with the moonlight on his body. He was wearing tight
fitting sweatpants and a long sleeved compression shirt, which left
little to the imagination. It was clear he wasn't wearing any underwear,
because he was sporting a very large tent in his pants.


"Get over here," he ordered.  Without hesitation, I walked toward him.
As I approached him, I smelled that familiar manly scent of his--that
freshly showered smell mixed with the slight twinge of sweat and
manliness. He pushed me to the ground, ordering me to, "Get on your
knees." I willingly obeyed. He shoved his groin into my face. "You like
that, don't you?"


I nodded, licking my lips. He slowly pulled down his pants to release his
manhood. It stood ready at attention, and the piss slit was glistening
with precum in the moonlight. He laid off his aggressive actions, seeing
that I was eager and ready, and despite my virginity and never having
sucked a dick before--let alone being alone with a man in such an
intimate way--I felt like I was at home and knew exactly what to do. I
stuck out my tongue to reach and lick up the string of precum that was
now dripping readily from his dick. I followed the trail to his piss slit
and then slowly took the head of his uncut cock in my mouth. It was an
indescribable feeling. My cock was cut, so I was very unfamiliar with the
foreskin and what to do. I slid my tongue in between the head and the
skin flaps. I nibbled on the folds and tasted all the pooled up precum,
and what might have been remnants of dried cum and urine from an earlier
session. Don't get me wrong, he was definitely clean, but I found it
really hot that there were still some "leftovers" tainting the taste.
Whatever I was doing was clearly driving him wild, because the precum
flowed fluidly, and he was moaning like crazy. I got more aggressive and
took the shaft in my mouth, as best I could. I choked a bit, but as I
relaxed, I started to get more of my mouth around it. I used my hands to
caress his ballsac and ass, which were both freely exposed and blowing in
the wind.


"Boy do you know how to suck dick," he whispered, clearly in the throws
of ecstasy. By the sounds of his moaning, it seemed that he was getting
close to coming. I was preparing to be inundated by his sweet nectar, but
selfishly upset that what started just a minute ago, was quickly going to
end. Luckily and reluctantly, he pulled out of my mouth. As the suction
was broken, his dick--even harder now than before, slapped his stomach
with fervor, still glistening in the moonlight from the mixture of my
spit and precum.  He pulled me back up and leaned in to kiss me. I was a
bit self-conscious because I could tell my mouth must have tasted like
his precum, but he definitely was into it. His tongue was so long and hit
every part of my mouth. It was, for my first guy on guy kiss, everything
I had imagined and more. He slowly walked me over to the bench that was
in the clearing overlooking the city. The night weather was cool, but
pleasant, and the view couldn't have been better. He sat me down and
slowly pulled off my pants, shirts and boxerbriefs. "You won't be
needing these any time soon." He removed his own pants and shoes and
stripped off his shirt. Here we both were, naked in the moonlight. He
said aloud about me what I was thinking in my head about him: "Damn you
are so sexy."  He continued, "You have no idea how long I've wanted
this; it's been a long long time."


I was honored to be his "first" in a long long time, so I just ran with
it. He grabbed my cock which was sopping wet with my own precum and
started to rub the head of it in the palm of his hand. It was almost too
much for me, but I willed myself from cumming. He slowly edged me to a
heightened sense of sensation that I have never felt before. I could feel
the electric pulses his touch was sending throughout my body. He then
took my cock into his mouth. "MMM, man. Brings back some hot
memories..." I was half listening, confused by what he meant, and half on
the verge of blowing my load. I pulled back, letting him know I was going
to cum if he continued manipulating my cock like that.


He told me to get up and bend over the back of the bench. I happily
obeyed, not sure what was next on his "agenda." Before I knew it, his
tongue was so far up my ass that I for a second thought he was fucking
me. Again I was feeling new sensations that I had never in my life
imagined. I pumped my dick furiously and couldn't help it--I came
EVERYWHERE. Aiden was beyond pleased with himself, but took no empathy in
the fact that I had climaxed; he knew that he had his own needs. He
scooped up a handful of my cum rocket and lube up his dick, and with
little warning, he shoved his cum-lubed dick inside my virgin hole.


"OWE!" I screamed.


"Shhhhhhhh," he said as he lovingly caressed my forehead. "Just
relax." His dick was so huge, and my insides felt like they were on
fire. I started to wonder if the porn videos were all lies; how on earth
could this be pleasurable? It hurt so much! He was slowly pushing his
dick deeper and deeper, and the more that I relaxed the less it hurt.
After about a minute of deep breathing and head caressing, I could tell I
was ready.


"Fuck me, Aiden," I pleaded. As if he were waiting for my permission,
his rhythm picked up. My limp dick had already returned to its
soldier-like state, and I was loving every second of it. It didn't take
long before I felt an usual feeling. It wasn't an orgasm feeling which
was centered in my groin -- it was a more complete full-bodied feeling. I
couldn't comprehend, but began to realize it WAS an orgasm, but this
time, it was enhanced because of all the stimulation my prostate was
getting from Aiden's massive cock. The slow build up became incredible.
I didn't want it to end. I stopped jerking off, and thought I quelled
it, but it was too late. I started spewing a second and even bigger and
creamier load all over the bench--hands free. He was clearly proud of
this unusual accomplishment, and before I knew it, he had pulled out,
whipped me around, pushed me to the ground and ordered, "Open you
mouth." Without hesitation, I willingly opened my mouth awaiting the
reward I had fantasized about for so long. Rope after rope after rope (I
think I counted 6 in total) of his man juice landed in my mouth, on my
tongue, my chin, my hair, my chest...it was everywhere. And it tasted
better than I imagined. Tangy, sweet, acrid, etc. It was hot. He got down
on his knees and then started licking his cum off my body parts. I
hadn't realized but I was jerking my cock again, and was moments away
from a third explosion. He sensed as such, put his head on my dick, and
finished me off. I blew my third load into his mouth, and he swallowed
every drop. He was clearly a cum whore who couldn't get enough, and I
had plenty to offer.  Both spent, we collapsed on the ground. He pulled
me close and held me tight.


He looked me in my eyes and told me, "Max, you were amazing; it must run
in your blood." And he winked at me again, like he did earlier.


"Run in my blood?" I asked. And then it hit me. Holy shit!


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