I loved messing with men. I wouldn't say I'm gay, but then I've done a lot with men, and someone else would say I was. At least very into men. It's not really important, to be honest. But I had to make a decision and I wanted a final guy to fuck. It was hard to say to women that I sleep with men too, because they usually wouldn't want to continue anything after I told them that. So I decided instead of lying, because I hated when I did in the past and didn't wanna do it again, I'd fuck a good guy and be done with it. At least if it went well. I was closing a huge chapter of my life, afterall.
Well it turns out the good guy was a little hard to find. Grindr sucks. Such weird and pushy horny people. Like yes, I want to fuck but no man, I don't want to be murdered. Craigslist personals was no more. Which was a shame. Doublelist wasn't going great. I was near to giving up. Then I got an email from Owen. Owen read my post on doublelist, attached a few photos, his feet included, and my boner confirmed I wanted him. We set up a time and met. Super simple, which I appreciated. This was at Owens place, his flatmates were out of town.
He told me he had things to crossdress into. I told him not to worry about that. Let's do this, I told him. So we went to his room and we both tore off our clothes. Owen had such a nice slim body and a cut cock. I'm uncut, seeing cut is what it is, but his was a nice cut cock, long, and I was looking forward to sucking on it. His dick impressed me.
I sucked on his cock and got hard myself. Owen then had me get up and smack my cock in his face. I must've slapped him at least four times with my dick and then he basically put it down his throat. I've never felt my dick farther into someone that way. He just throated it and I fucking loved it.
When we finally got to fucking, I was so into Owen. We had kissed, I felt his feet stroke my cock. We get to fucking and I'm thinking– do I love this guy?!! Lol, no, but I did fuck him good. Missionary, where we could make out, too. When I ended up getting ready to cum, I told him, and he told me since it was my send off I should just go ahead and cum on his feet. Dude was a living saint. I drained my entire load on his feet and then was so horny, still, that I licked my own cum off his soles.
I haven't been with a man since Owen. Sometimes, I dream of a new Owen. A man to explore like that again. But that's not for me. At the moment, anyway. I'm thankful my last hookup with a man was with cute Owen. He has teased me since with pictures texting every so often, but I have resisted. Oh, but how I think I just might cave. The last one he sent was a picture of the soles of his feet. "Don't you wanna cum?" Owen texted along with it. And I do.
Thanks for reading my "last" hookup with a man. I loved it, for the record.