I made a post a while back on r/askgaybros where I requested advice on how to meet a potential FWB who's remained anonymous. To say I was nervous—and lowkey scared for my life—was an understatement. But the advice of the internet strangers on that subreddit helped me communicate my worries to my FWB. They also provided ideas on how to prepare for the worse. Long story short, I met him, and he didn't kill or kidnap me. Spoiler alert, btw.
I didn't post about my experience with him up until now, months later, because it stirred a deep reflexion about how I've operated my sex life up until now. I didn't go all the way with him. In fact, a lot of awkward shit happened that night which almost ruined the mood, but ultimately, it reshaped my previous experiences and motivated me to seek the best sexual partners for my needs moving forward instead of seeking my body count. I'm a bit of a late-bloomer, so I've been playing catch-up for the past few months.
I won't go into detail about the introspection I've been having. That's not what you're here for. I might make a separate post one day. But I can still share how my day with my FWB went.
WARNING — this is long.
He and I agreed to meet in a public space. I parked close by and waited for him to find my car ( I didn't wait outside because it was cold). When he got in the car, he wasn't what I expected… like at all.
Since I hadn't seen his face or any pictures of him, I kinda had to imagine what he would look like based on what he told me about himself. My imagination didn't prepare me for him. He wasn't ugly at all, but he wasn't my type either.
However, since half the guys I've crushed on in my life were always ones I wasn't attracted to at first glance, I figured I'd give it a chance and see where it goes. My rule of the day is "Go with the flow."
We shared a meal together at a cheap restaurant close by and talked. I have to say, he's a unique individual. Therefore, I struggled to activate my socialization mode. Thank God, I warned him that might happen days prior (I'm an introvert). He rode the conversation, and I did my best to participate. But to be honest, I was expecting him to decide to call it quits in the minutes that would follow.
After we ate, we went to his place. It was small but full of cool stuff to look at. He let me mess around with his stuff (mostly a bunch of instruments and figures). After that, we gamed for a few hours.
After a while, I just lay down on his bed, and he joined me, and we talked about whatever. I felt more comfortable with him. However, we'd been hanging out for almost 6 hours, and he didn't bring up any desire to have sex. I figured it was now out the window. Finally, I said I was cold, and he offered to cuddle me since his body was super warm. I accepted his offer, and we stayed like that a while. It was nice. It was my first time cuddling someone, actually.
Then, he said, "Shit, I'm getting hard. Feel free to ignore that or do something about it if you want." And I just thought, "Fucking finally!" In retrospect, I could have initiated. I might do so next time.
I started to caress his chest. He was so warm under my hand. I loved to just touch him. But I was too excited to go about this slowly, so I hurried to pull his pants off. He had no underwear under his jeans. I was shocked. His dick was a good length and girth, 7 inches (almost 8), and of course, he was rock hard.
I kneel over his cock and took it in my mouth as he laid on the bed, moaning. He was so big, I couldn't take it all. But, tried my best to deepthroat him. He told me I didn't have to push myself so hard and to just do what was comfortable. So, I just blew him as I could.
After a while, he said he wanted to blow me. Surprisingly enough, I'm rarely enticed by the idea to be blown. It generally doesn't interest me. But he seemed to really want it, so I let him do it. He was very slow with his mouth. He took his time, like he wanted to enjoy every moment. Seeing him eager to please me got so turned on, and I enjoyed the blowjob more than I thought I would. It's actually my favorite experience getting blown, and I can't wait to have him suck me again.
After that, he said he wanted to make me feel good. He asked me what I wanted him to do to me. I had no answer. I usually do most of the preliminaries and the top does the fucking. He asked if he could pull out a toy, I said yes. He pulled out a vibrator and stimulated the tip of my dick. It felt good, but I've used many vibrators on myself. I knew what would get me going. I asked if he could stimulate under my balls with the toy. He did so and, fuck, it felt good.
I started edging my cock while he vibrated me down there. It was so good I was moaning and moaning and started playing with my nipples. I always get super hard when I do so. Finally, he flipped me over and started spanking me. I wanted it harder. He did as I asked. I wanted it even harder. He slapped my cheeks as hard as he could. The sounds of his hands hitting my ass was quite loud. It was a good pain. He was surprised I could take this much.
He told me to lift up my ass. I followed instructions and he started rimming me (first time getting a rimjob). I moaned and moaned louder and louder and every flick of his tongue on my hole made me squirm. I couldn't stop myself from trembling of ecstasy and I couldn't contain my moans. I'm rarely this vocal. I threw out a few, "Fucks" and "Shits" as he spread my ass and pushed his tongue deeper inside. It was so fucking good I couldn't take it. It felt overestimulating but I couldn't ask him to stop. I needed more.
Eventually, we switched and I went on to rim him. I have experience with that and knew what to do. He wasn't as vocal as me but definitely was having a good time. I spanked him a bit, but not too much. He said he couldn't take hard slaps like I could. I like eating men out. It's nice to see a man unravel with pleasure when you do something right. When I was done, he said it was the best rimjob he'd had. An ego stroke is always welcome.
Since it'd been hours since I'd douched, at least 7, we decided not to go ahead with penetrative sex. We frot each other until we got close. We came at the same time (yes, I timed my orgasm so it would match his), and his load was huge. It was like a fucking fountain. He came all over my chest, on my thighs and a bit on my neck and chin. It took a while to wipe off all of his cum (and my own). But fuck, I loved seeing him on top of me, moaning and cumming. I loved to see the shots of cum raining over me. Just thinking about it makes me hard.
By the end, I realized I thought he was quite attractive. I like his body, his long mane of hair and espacially his nice little tush. I cleaned up, we agreed to be FWB and I drove back home. We haven't linked up again since then, but I plan to see him in a few weeks. I really want him to fuck me with his beautiful cock. He really has a good one.
Anyway, that's it for now. Thank you for reading. Until next time 😉