On Thursday I started a conversation with a guy named todd, but by the time we started chatting it was nearly midnight and I was very tired, so we decided to see where things took us Friday. All day Friday at work I left todd’s profile open, on my phone. I constantly went back going over his pics and stats. 6’2″ tall and 170 lbs. A little muscular and covered in a fairly thick coat of hair.But what I really liked were his dick pics. 7.5 inches, cut and gorgeous. I admit I am a sucker for a good looking cock. He texted me a little after 5:00 pm while I was driving home. I called him back and we chatted while I drove. He had a deep voice and laughed a lot. He said I could come over whenever I wanted. I said I would go home and clean up, then grab some beer and head his way. I told him 90 minutes, but it was almost 7:30 by the time I pulled into his driveway.
I parked behind a blue F-150. His garage door wasand so was the hood of a mustard yellow 64 Camaro. Todd came out from behind the car and introduced himself. We shook hands and opened beers while he told me about his car. We looked at some of his other toys, a dirt bike, a mountain bike, snowboards and longboards. He was an electrician by trade and things were going well. After checking out all his stuff, we went inside and opened another beer. He looked like he could drink a lot of beer. We took our beers and sat down next to each other on the sofa. Our eyes met and we could both tell how horny we were. Our lips and tongues crashed together as we tried to set down our beers without spilling them. Our arms embraced each other as we pressed our bodies together. Todd was clean shaven but his five o’clock shadow was already rough.
