Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2018 22:11:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: Michael <rina.michael@yahoo.com>
Subject: Not What I Expected

      I guess a little about myself before we get on with the story. Name
is Joel, I just turned 19yo, I stand a staggering 5'5" and weigh a bit more
than 120lbs.. I've known for years which way I swung, but recently came out
of to my family and friends. Mom was most encouraging and frequently made
efforts to find me a "Nice" guy. She was overly concerned, but I guess
that's what Moms do. I didn't know how to tell her I had a thing for
slightly older guys, I'm not talking old men, but guys in thier 30's seemed
to catch my eye. Mom did have one suggestion that proved to be useful "Why
don't you try the on-line dating thing" She mentioned oneday passing by my
bedroom door.

      I found what looked like a respectable dating app. and posted an AD.

      Single shy gay male seeks older man
      19yo. short, thin and attractive.
      Wanted: Single guy 30-40yo. for dating and friendship.
      Respond to: xxxxxxxxx@gmail.com.
      Picture for trade only!!

      I didn't feel comfortable posting a pic, but I knew at some point
we'd have to exchange a face shot. Almost immediately responses piled up in
my in box and began the filter process. The first half dozen could have
been from the same guy as they were very similar in thier ludeness, but the
seventh caught my attention.

      It read: Hello, My name is Dave, I'm a 36yo divorced. I stand 6'
even, dark brown hair and a graying beard. I know what your probably
thinking. I've attached a photo and would really like meet to you...Let me
know Dave.

      I opened the picture and instantly felt an attraction, Dave was very
handsome and a white t-shirt snugged his upper body perfectly, He wasn't
what I had imagined. I quickly sent a picture in return and along with it
my phone number. Dave texted.

      Text from Dave "Hey...like my photo?...I sure like yours."

      I texted back "Yes...your very handsome".

      "Well thank you...I love your smile...What's your name?" Dave texted.

      "Ohh sorry...I'm Joel" I responded.

      "What kind of guy you looking for Joel?" He sent.

      "Not really sure...I'm kind of new to the scene...How about you?" I
sent back.

      "Well...I haven't had the greatest luck with females so I thought
maybe I'd try something different...What are your mannerisms like?" Dave
texted.

      I didn't want to scare this sexy guy off so I tried to be ambivilent
"Some where in the middle" I texted back knowing it might be a stretch, I'm
a little on the fem side of the equation.

       "That will work, I guess...I'm a mans man type..hope that's okay?"
Dave sent.

      I replied quickly "Absolutely".

      "Right on...You like blue collar types do you?" He asked.

      "Yeah...I guess I do" I texted back.

      Dave sent "I hope this isn't to forward, but would like to see a
movie or something?" He asked.

      I was nervous, but Dave seemed like a normal guy, so to speak. I
responded "Sure when is a good time for you?" I asked.

      "Haven't seen a good movie in weeks...I don't have any plans
tonight...You free?" Dave sent.

      I was thinking things might be moving a little quicker than I was
comfortable with, but what could be the harm in seeing a movie "A movie
sounds great" I texted Dave.

      "Great...You got wheels? or I could pick you up?" He sent.

      I do have a car, but liked the idea of him picking me up "You can
pick me up if you want" I replied.

      "It would be my pleasure...Where are you?" Dave asked.

      I liked Dave, but thought best to not give out my address just yet
"Corner of 5th and West there's a bus stop I'll meet you there if it's
cool?" I sent back.

      "Very smart Joel...Not a good idea to give your address out to
strangers...Especially with a big smile like yours...I'll be there in a
half hour in a big red SUV" He replied.

      What little I knew about Dave I liked. He seemed thoughtful and
slightly old fashion. He was definately good looking and his self
procalimed blue collaredness somehow made him even more attractive. This
could be the beginning of a much needed friendship, or at the very least
I'd get see a movie. I showered, dressed appropiately for the warm summer
evening and made way to the agreed upon spot. I got increasingly nervous as
I sat and waited. I seriously hoped Dave was as nice as the guy I created
in my mind. I was lost in thought as a big red suburban came to stop in
front of me. The dark tinted passenger window rolled down and a voice rang
out from the darkened vehicle.

      "Just gonna sit there Joel?..Jump in" Dave's deep voice spoke.

      As I approached the SUV Dave's image behind the wheel came in to
view. As I stuck my head through the open window the dome light cast a glow
over the interior. He was dressed a bit more casual than I might have
expected, White gym shorts, Tight white tank-top and was barefoot.

      I spoke first "Hi...You must be Dave" I said awkwardly.

      "Yup...Sure am...Joel jump in dude" Dave said.

      I pulled open the door and climbed on to the passenger seat "Ya know
Dave your going to need some shoes to get in to the theater" I said
jokingly.

      "Shit...I didn't realize I left the house without em...You mind if I
swing back by my place and grab some?" He asked.

      I wasn't completely comfortable with the idea, but shoes were for
sure going to be required "Why would I mind" I said in return.

      Dave spun his rig around and we headed back in the direction he just
arrived from. I sat quietly, not really having any idea what I should say.

      He was first to break the silence "So Joel...You meet a lot of guys
on-line?" Dave asked.

      I was going to lie in an effort to seem more relaxed with the whole
situation, but I'm a terrible liar "Well...To be honest...Your the first" I
replied.

      "Well aren't I the lucky one" Dave said snarkly.

      I was feeling a little more comfy with Dave and quickly quipped "I'm
feeling kind of lucky myself...You're very handsome" I stated.

      We exchanged idle chat as we drove further in to the country. I told
him about about my limited dating experience and he filled me in on his
unsatifing marriages. Five minutes quickly turned in to 10 and than 20.

      "Dave...How much further?...We're gonna miss the 10:30 movie" I
asked.

      "Just relax dude...A couple more miles...I feel like I need to call
bullshit Joel" Dave stated.

      "Huh...What do you mean?" I asked quickly.

      "Your mannerisms dude...They are definatley not some where in the
middle" Dave said stearnly.

      "Yeah...I know...Sorry about that...Just didn't want to scare you
off" I answered him.

      "Oh so you know your one of them little bitch boys" Dave said
laughing.

      "Yeah I guess...Hope it's cool?" I half asked.

      "It is cool...In fact I like it...The more girly the better if you
ask me...You have my permission to play it up if ya want" Dave replied.

      We turned on to narrow dirt road and drove in to the woods. This was
starting to feel like a horror flick I've seen and began putting together
an exit tragedy, so to speak.

      I had to ask "You live down here?" I said.

      "Nope...This is where I bring all the queers and get my cock sucked"
Dave said half laughing.

      "HaHaHa...very funny" I said very quickly.

      "I'm sorry if that sounded like a joke...I'm dead fucking serious
queer" Dave stated looking toward me and added "Bet those lips are gonna
feel great wrapped around my pole" He said tugging at his baggy shorts and
laughing some more.

      "Dave I don't know what you thought, but I agreed to a movie and
nothing more... I'm not that kind of guy...Take me home please" I said in a
bitchy tone.

      Dave seemed to completely disregard my last statement and the SUV
kept creeping further in to the darkness. I considered jumping out and
running in to the woods, but I had little idea where we were and it was
dark. I'd be lying if I said wasn't a bit intrigued, but this guy could be
a fucking serial killer or something. A couple more miles were behind us
before the vehicle came to a stop and Dave again broke the silence.

      "How you wanna do this?" Dave asked me.

      I replied slowly "Dave please...I'm scared please take me home".

      "What the fuck you scared about?...I not gonna hurt you or anything"
Dave stated.

      "Really?...Your definately not the guy I thought you were" I answered
him.

      "Funny...I think I'm exactly the type of guy you'd hoped I'd be" He
replied.

      "What!!...A serial killer or something...You really think that's the
kind of guy I was looking for?" I half asked.

      "Come on Joel...I've been nothing but honest with you and the least
you could do is be honest with yourself" Dave said.

      "Honest with myself!!...Really?" I asked him quickly.

      "Yeah...I haven't come across a queer yet that isn't down for sucking
some straight cock" Dave said.

      I sat nervously and watched as he slid out of the suburban. The dim
orange glow from the parking lights illuminated him as he made his way to
the hood, rested his back on the grill and lit a cigarette.

      "Hey Joel...It's cool...I gotta tell ya this is a first though... if
you don't want to suck some big cock...I'm not gonna force you or anything"
Dave said as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the hood.

      I responded "Great...Think we can head back toward civilization any
time soon?" I asked in a bitchy tone.

      "Relax Joel...I'm just gonna finish my smoke and we can take
off...Damn it sure is a hot one tonight" Dave replied as he lifted one leg
at a time out of his shorts and added them to the growing pile of clothing
on the hood.

      I sat patiently and waited as Dave exhaled cloud after cloud of
smoke. I have to admit he did pique my interest one one word in particular,
BIG. I couldn't help but wonder to myself just how large his cock might be
and found myself picturing what it might look like hanging off the front
his now nude body. My brain ran amuck with the statistics I've learned from
the internet, 6 inches is the average length, so I'm guessing he's bigger
than that. After a few last puffs he flicked his butt in to the dirt and
spoke.

      Dave asked "Joel...Are you sure your gay?...I mean in the practical
sense".

      I replied "What?...Just because I'm not following you around on my
knees it must mean I'm faking my gayness...Who the hell would ever pretend
for even a moment that they were queer when the reality is they are not" I
said sharply.

      "Alright...fair enough...If you are in fact queer?...why aren't you
more willing to do what fags do?" He asked in return.

      "Dave I barely even know you and to be honest what little about you I
do know I'm not finding real attractive" I answered as I watched Dave as he
rounded the right front fender and made way to my open window.

      Dave folded his big arms on the window sill just inches from my
current location "So...You don't think I'm handsome anymore?" He asked me.

      I answered him quickly "I didn't say that...To the eyes your
beautiful, but to my ears your a fucking pig".

      "Oh is that so...I'm the fucking pig am I...I like my cock sucked is
that so wrong?" He asked.

      "No that's not wrong, but what is wrong is that since I'm gay you
just assume I'd be so willing...Dave I'm sure there are some girls around
that would be willing to accomadate you?" I said.

      "Yeah there are, but chicks always make shit complicated and plus
it's just not as good in my experience" Dave stated before leaning through
the window getting his lips with in an inch of my right ear "Ya know what I
mean?" He added.

      "Yes...I think I understand what your getting at" I answered.

      "I don't want there to be any fucking confusion here so let me
clarify...Queers give better head and are great on big shit...Is that clear
enough for you?" Dave barked.

      I relied "Your such a fucking pig...I'm ready to go please".

      Dave leaned in for a second time and whispered in my ear "9
inches...baby" He said.

      He caught me a bit off gaurd and I found myself unable to udder a
word. I felt my eyes get big and I involuntarily turned my gaze to meet
his. With out another word Dave was back at the front of the vehicle,
stepped backwards on the bumper and rested his naked, round muscled butt on
the edge of the hood. After a few moments he layed back and propped himself
up on two elbows. Even in the limited light I could clearly see the long
dick that stood straight up looking toward the sky. It was easily the 9
inches he claimed to be sporting, but it wasn't only the length it had
going on. Dave's cock was perfectly straight, very thick and as beautiful
as the rest of him. I was lost in a long stare when he again spoke to me.

      "I know your fucking looking queer...You like this fucker don't you?"
He said as wrapped a hand around the base of the shaft and swung it back
and forth.

      It was definately long and hard, but what surprised me was the
flexibilty it still seemed have as he swung it around. I knew he was trying
to lure me in and I have to admit it was beginning to have an affect. I was
mesmerized at the site of Dave's cock he had a picture perfect piece.

      Dave interrupted my gaze again "Your invited to come have a closer
look...I mean only if you want to" He stated as he laid back releasing the
grip he had on his cock.

      With out a thought I pulled on the door handle and was quickly on my
feet headed in Daves direction. The closer I got the more impressive he
became. I stood between his spread legs at a distance of a foot or so and
watched in amazement as his pole flopped around in his lap. Dave watched as
I admired his package.

      "What ya think queer?" Dave asked me.

      "I don't know what to say Dave" I responded.

      "You don't need to say a word Joel...Your eyes tell the entire
fucking story and don't look now but your cocksucker is hanging wide
fucking open" Dave said.

      I hadn't realized, but he was right. My mouth instictively opened up
as wide as it would have needed to wrapped my lips around him. I wanted to
suck him badly and it was clear I was having an increasingly harder time
concealing it.

      "If your not gonna blow me is there any chance I could get a handy"
Dave asked laughing.

      Instinct took over again I had both my hands around his pipe and
having lost the ability to refrain I opened my mouth and lowered my head
down over him. Dave watched as I engulfed his meat.

      "Fuck...Who's the fucking pig now queer...You barely even fucking
know me and my cock is in your mouth...Guess you are one of those
guys...Huh?" Dave said laying back to enjoying my efforts.

      I assumed any questions that came after the point his cock head
passed my lips were meant to be retorical and I focused on the task at hand
and mouth. Daves thickness was proving difficult to get any farther down
than a few inches. Dave offered some advice.

      "Relax them fucking throat muscles queer and swallow that fucking
cock" He said as he sat up to place a hand on the back of my head.

      With each descent Daves strong hand pushed me down a little further
than the last and it wasn't long before nearly his entire length was
sliding in and out of my gullet.

      "I knew that fucking mouth was gonna be great, but your the first fag
to throat it all Joel" Dave said as his hand left me to my own devices.

      I slowly worked over Daves 9 inches from head to base. After a few
bobs I'd come off for some air and mutter some cocksucker jargon
"Dave...I'm a pig for your big cock" I said.

      Dave would reply similar every time "Shut the fuck up queer and get
back on that cock" He'd say.

      I eagerly did as ordered and swallow his shaft. I'd come up to wrap
my tongue around his swelling head and lap up any leaking juice taking a
brief moment to enjoy the flavor before his pipe vanished again. Dave took
pleasure in his comments as I smoked him.

      "I fucking knew the second you spoke you'd be an all-state
throater...Those fucking lips queer" Dave said quietly as he watched me
enjoy his cock.

      As I was running my tongue the length I replied as usual "Dave I love
your fat cock" I said.

      "Shut up bitch and finish me off already...Your gonna be a good fag
and eat my nut right?" Dave half asked.

      I didn't reply and just continued my lunges. Dave answered himself
for me.

      "That's what all you queers live for isn't it?....Still wanna go see
a movie fag?" He asked me.

      I was in esctasy sucking Dave's horse cock and just shook my head
from side to side signal a definitive nope. There was obsolutely no place
on earth I would have rather been than nursing this big meat.

      "Damn your a cocksmoker of epic fucking proportion...I feel bad bout
the fucking movie...Least I can do is get you something drink" Dave said as
he laid back closing his eyes and folding his arms behind his head.

      I felt the first shot fire while his shaft was stuffed completely
down my throat and as I came up the length a second blast coated my
tonsils.

      "Fuck yeah queer...swallow that fucking seed...You've earned it" He
said as a third torrent unloaded on my tongue.

      I swished his jizz around my mouth before sending it down. A final
batch of white goodness trickled down the back side of his thick shaft and
I eagerly licked his cock clean as Dave watched me.

      "There's the fucking difference right there queer...I ain't met a
chick yet that loves the spunk like you queers do" Dave said as he pushed
me off his softening pole.

      It was curious how Dave at no time looked at me as he got dressed and
climbed back behind the wheel. My trance was broken by the starting engine
and I quickly jumped in the passenger seat. We spent the entire trip home
in complete silence, I didn't know what to say and Dave was clearly done
talking to me for the evening. I thought maybe he might ask where he could
drop me off, or something, but as we pulled over in front of the bus stop I
figured that was my cue. I climb out and turned to say bye.

      "Goodnight Dave" I said just as his big foot stomped on the gas and
he was gone.

      I could still taste Dave the entire walk home. Just as I climbed in
to the sack a text came in.

      Text from Dave "Mon, Wed and Fri bus stop 9:30pm.".

      I quickly texted back "I'll be there".

      Text from Dave "I know you will PIG" It read.


      THE END