Nipples for lunch.
It was just the week before last. The week before Xmas and, as usual, I still had many presents left to buy.
For this I needed to go into Belfast.
I was on a hook up site, that I use on my phone, during the morning, having booked the day off work for my traditional last minute panic buying spree.
A guy I had messaged with a few times and was also into nippleplay asked if I fancied meeting him sometime.
I replied that by coincidence that I was going to be close the area of Belfast where he lived later. He told me he was at work but if I held on till he got his lunch hour he could drive home and meet me at his for a quickie.
He only had maybe 45 mins though.
This sounded fantastic to me.
I waited an hour to suit him, then got the train into the city centre and was round to his place in 20 minutes.
He was already there.
No time for formalities or pre coital coffee, just straight upstairs to bed.
We stood and kissed hard and deep.
Then we both stripped off and then, as if in a race, whoosh, went straight for each others nipples.
I twisting and pinching his, he mine.
We both got a bit heated. Gasping, moaning, even swearing violently at each other. And for a moment or two might have come to blows, but we tussled on, not letting go, stumbling back and forth across his bedroom, our cocks now stiffening and bumping and flipping on each other. Occasionally resting our foreheads, now dripping with sweat, against each other.
All the whole time gasping with pain and calling each other the vilest of names.
Just two, sweating, panting, middle aged and slightly overweight horny men seemingly stumbling and dancing in a noisy, obscene waltz of lust.
Twisting, pinching, wincing, grimacing but angry, livid, vicious with desire for each other.
Trying to force one another into submission but reaching a horny stalemate.
It called for a bold move to bring the situation to a satisfying creamy conclusion.
So I reached down to wank our now rock hard dicks together and - typically - almost immediately went off all over the both of us.
I have always been better with theory than practice.
He was the victor, so little old vanquished me had to lay him down on the bed and finish him off with my mouth.
Then a quick wipe down, dressed, another long deep kiss and both of us left.
Me to buy presents, him back to work.
The whole encounter maybe 15 minutes from arriving to leaving.
My nips were bruised and sore for days, but it was glorious.
It made my fucking Xmas, I can tell you. The horniest hook up for ages.
For this I needed to go into Belfast.
I was on a hook up site, that I use on my phone, during the morning, having booked the day off work for my traditional last minute panic buying spree.
A guy I had messaged with a few times and was also into nippleplay asked if I fancied meeting him sometime.
I replied that by coincidence that I was going to be close the area of Belfast where he lived later. He told me he was at work but if I held on till he got his lunch hour he could drive home and meet me at his for a quickie.
He only had maybe 45 mins though.
This sounded fantastic to me.
I waited an hour to suit him, then got the train into the city centre and was round to his place in 20 minutes.
He was already there.
No time for formalities or pre coital coffee, just straight upstairs to bed.
We stood and kissed hard and deep.
Then we both stripped off and then, as if in a race, whoosh, went straight for each others nipples.
I twisting and pinching his, he mine.
We both got a bit heated. Gasping, moaning, even swearing violently at each other. And for a moment or two might have come to blows, but we tussled on, not letting go, stumbling back and forth across his bedroom, our cocks now stiffening and bumping and flipping on each other. Occasionally resting our foreheads, now dripping with sweat, against each other.
All the whole time gasping with pain and calling each other the vilest of names.
Just two, sweating, panting, middle aged and slightly overweight horny men seemingly stumbling and dancing in a noisy, obscene waltz of lust.
Twisting, pinching, wincing, grimacing but angry, livid, vicious with desire for each other.
Trying to force one another into submission but reaching a horny stalemate.
It called for a bold move to bring the situation to a satisfying creamy conclusion.
So I reached down to wank our now rock hard dicks together and - typically - almost immediately went off all over the both of us.
I have always been better with theory than practice.
He was the victor, so little old vanquished me had to lay him down on the bed and finish him off with my mouth.
Then a quick wipe down, dressed, another long deep kiss and both of us left.
Me to buy presents, him back to work.
The whole encounter maybe 15 minutes from arriving to leaving.
My nips were bruised and sore for days, but it was glorious.
It made my fucking Xmas, I can tell you. The horniest hook up for ages.
5 years ago
