FabGuys.com: Jay (51) , Man in Durham, North East, UK

I consider myself an average to fairly good looking and rather pleasant guy. I'm looking to meet up with men, usually on an evening whilst I work away from home. If I've sent you a wink then I'm interested in what you have to offer and you're in an area where I am or will be working.

I'm not a time waster and I do like to meet up with men off this site, mainly because they do actually meet.

I enjoy being used by a man, it's a huge turn on for me though as a bottom I don't require anything sexually in return. My favourite act has to be sucking cock and I adore having a man cumming in my mouth. Not into BDSM, pain or rimming you but I do enjoy anal on me, kissing, mild spanking. Looks, body size and cock size are unimportant to me. If you've read this far and you're still interested then please drop me a message

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What does fancy a cuppa or social really mean? First encounters with someone are always nerve-wracking so popping round for a cuppa and a chat seemed like an easy way of breaking the ice with someone. He let me in and offered me a seat on the sofa. He was quite friendly, chatting about the weather, what I was doing in the area and whether I fancied tea or coffee. It was quite a small flat, whilst he was making tea I was glancing over towards his bedroom and I could see the door was open, the ruffled covers on his bed. I began to wonder if one day soon he’d invite me back and that I’d find myself pinned down on it by him, as he satisfied himself inside me. He could tell I was nervous as he passed me my drink, my hand was shaking a little as I took the cup off him. “Have you met a lot of guys on Fab?” he asked. “A few” I replied, lying as this guy was actually the first person that I’d ever met off this site. He brushed past me to pull a coffee table over in a little closer, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the growing bulge in his trousers. I'd already seen the photos of his cock and I longed for the day when I could actually get to see it for real. He caught me looking and grinned. “Well, like my profile says, I’m a Top guy, I like having my cock sucked and I do love to fuck.” His reply was quite blunt but I also found it very arousing. I took a nervous sip from my drink and with a shaking hand I put it down on the coffee table. I expected him to sit on the sofa opposite, but instead he sat down right next to me. I could see the bulge in his trousers was getting even bigger. I kept reminding myself that this was just a cuppa, an initial meet between us to try and break the ice for a meeting in the near future and nothing more, that nothing was going to happen today. Maybe I sent him the wrong signals or did he see me lick the top of my lip as I stared down at the growing bulge in his trousers for a little too long? "I caught you looking at my hard on” he said grinning. “I bet you’d really love to suck on it” I took yet another glance down at the growing bulge in his trousers, imagining his throbbing cock and gave him yet another nervous smile. Looking back I know now that I stared at it for too long. “Hopefully, one day soon,” I replied finishing off my drink and giving him the hint that I should maybe leave, but he had other ideas. He began unbuckling the belt on his trousers. For a second I though he was merely trying to make himself a little more comfortable on the sofa, but then he grabbed me back the back of my head. I was taken completely by surprise. “But this isn’t what I meant,” I said whilst trying to pull myself away from him. He ignored me and began easing his own trousers and briefs down, finally freeing up his big cock. It was already hard and glistening with his pre-cum and I couldn’t take my eyes off it, was this really happening? “We’re done talking,” he said as he pulled my head down towards it. I couldn't do anything but instinctively open my warm, wet and willing mouth to take his cock. I sucked on him for what seemed like ages as he used my mouth for his own pleasure. I was so turned on by this, by being made to suck him off and I couldn’t believe it. I was finally doing this. He dragged me down onto my knees in front of him so that I could suck on it even deeper. He was using me so selfishly and I was so aroused by this. He kept a firm hold of my head, fucking my mouth with his cock and told me to "suck it bitch." at one point he even gave me a gentle slap to remind me that he was the man in control and I was going to be nothing more that a mouth to be filled with his cum. He carried on using me and he didn’t care if I wanted his full load or not. Either way, he was determined that I was going to take it and swallow it all anyway. I was in heaven, pleasing the man I’d only just met days earlier online and that was all that mattered. I was finally going to find out what a man’s cum tastes like, but what if I didn’t like it? His cock was swelling up in my my mouth, so I knew he was getting close. Perhaps it was me pushing back against his manly thighs, my eyes begging him not to cum in my mouth or me moaning "please no" whilst still desperately sucking away on his hard cock. It was a mistake because pleading with him not to cum only made him cum quicker and so much more. He was the man that needed to be satisfied, and he was going to fill my mouth with what I really came there for. He simply ignored my pleas and emptied a huge amount of cum into my mouth, that I had to swallow. I was so aroused by the look in his eyes, I'd satisfied him, I licked up the last droplets of cum off his cock hoping he'd invite me back for a cuppa again.

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