Mid July, and the sun is scorching outside. I practically feel the sun burning though my skin though my bedroom window. Rolling over onto my back, I gaze into the ceiling and being to look back on all the sexual encounters. The one minute mail man, mandingo Mike and his elephant sized dick, and even the pilot that fucked me at altitude cruz. I can never forget the crazy ass couple that lead to my first experience with a female. "Is it time I hang up my promiscuous ways and try to settle down?" I thought to myself.
Reaching over to my night stand I grab my cell phone and long on to Twitter. Updating my status I see 1 unread direct message. I click over and see its from the guy I have been crushing on for quite some time. We've been tweeting back and fourth and Ive been getting real into him. We even traded numbers and traded a couple pictures. "How corny am I to think that I can actually form a relationship over a social network. Like, its only Twitter, how for do I expect it to go," I thought.
His message read, "Sup pa? hope ya day is going well. and i hope you consider meeting me face2face." He'd been asking me to meet him face to face for a while now, but I had constantly blown him off due to my sexual obligations. He has been aggressively trying to get to know me and ritually sending me morning text messages, and making sure my day was going fine. He came off of to me as the committed type, which was something I had be avoiding since my last relationship that ended horrifically.
Rather than responding to his dm right away I logged off Twitter and tossed my favorite porn flick in the DVD player and begun my afternoon session. Stroking my semi hard dick to the rhythm of my favorite porn star Shorty J's fuck pattern, I began to visualize my twitter crush. Imagining him forcing his, massive dick inside me, beating my guts out, then letting me suck off my juices from rock hard dick. Getting ready to bust, I visualized him creaming all over my face.
I rose from my bed and cleaned my self up and got clean sheets form the dresser to change my nut covered sheet. With my mind now clear and some sexual tension released I grabbed my phone and texted my Twitter crush. "Hey papi, I got your dm. My day is going great. I just finished handling some business. and guess what pa. if you down for it, I'd like to meet face to face this weekend at the mall," my text message read.
Within minutes he respond back. His text read, "awww that what up. I'm glad all is well with you. ill be honored to finally meet you. :-) see you there at 2pm Saturday. xoxo." After reading his text my heart begun to beat rapidly. The thought of meeting this guy was different from meeting the other guys in the past. He actually seem genuinely interested in getting to know me. My fear of commitment was truly going to be put to the test this weekend.
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