“Mmmm,” moaned Tim, as he was enjoying one of his favourite pastimes - jerking off his (impressively large) cock to a gay erotic story on stickypen.com. Although he visited the site often, this particular story was especially horny, and it had turned him on so much and given him such a pleasurable orgasm that he decided he had to let the author know and thank him for such a great wank.
So he added him to MSN and later that night, the two of them started chatting. They chatted again a couple of days later, and exchanged pictures of themselves.
Tim, 18 and from Manchester, was 5′7 with blonde hair, blue eyes and a gorgeous smile (at least Mark thought so). Mark was 30 and from London, 5′8, with dark olive skin, hazel eyes and a cheesy but nice smile (at least Tim thought so). Tim had always been drawn towards older men, but had never been with any before. Mark was a sucker for anyone with a nice smile.
Over the next few days, Tim and Mark chatted lots on MSN and started exchanging texts, increasingly horny ones. They turned each other on so much that eventually, they both decided that the pictures and texts weren’t enough, they had to meet up.
So it was one Sunday that Tim, having recently passed his test, arranged to drive across to London to spend the afternoon with Mark at his place. They couldn’t wait to get together.
Mark got up and showered, the thought of what he and Tim would get up to later keeping him hard as he rubbed his hands all over his soapy body, but not giving in to the temptation to wank, wanting to save his juices for his hot young lover. He put on his best Calvin Klein’s, a tight black pair that showed off his big juicy packet nicely.
Tim was racing along the motorway, eager to reach his waiting lover and he could feel his bulge start to grow every time he thought of him. Which was virtually the entire journey. A couple of times he rubbed his hard-on over his jeans, imagining they were Mark’s hands, but after almost losing control of the car, decided he wanted to get there in one piece for Mark and tried to think of other things instead. Like his 64 year old ex-headmistress naked… Yeah, that did the trick.
Tim finally arrived at just after mid-day, Mark’s heart racing as he went to answer the doorbell.
“Hiya,” said Tim nervously. He stood there in jeans and a beige top, the colour complementing his natural blonde hair perfectly. Mark’s heart now jumped - Tim was even better looking in the flesh than he was in his pictures. Mark had always had a thing about blondes and nice smiles, and Tim satisfied both those criteria. Tim’s heart also skipped a beat - Mark was just as good looking as he had pictured. Short dark hair, hazel eyes and dark skin, as if he had a permanent tan.
“Hey, you made it,” smiled Mark, neither of them really sure what to say to each other.
“Yeah,” replied Tim, and then…
Find out what happens next!
