Remarks: Please forgive my poor command in English. Enjoy!
*****
I am so horny right now, my undie is wet, stained with my pre-cum. I just had my personal best cruising experience. There was no sex, but there was no need for sex. I'm already wet like a dripping tap.
So I was at NSK Kuchai Lama (a local hypermarket) loitering(cruising) during my lunch break. Spotted many sexy men, especially foreigner laborers. But there was this guy- he looked like a Pakistani man, slightly muscular body, daddy like and extremely handsome. When I saw him I just had to stop walking to admire his perfection- he's my ideal type- hairy, mature looking, handsome and motherfucking hot! We exchanged gaze for 2-3 seconds as he walked passed me towards the NSK basement grocery department entrance. I wouldn't normally do this, but my heart, brain and my dick was telling me to go after this guy. As unsure as I was (because he seemed calm and wasn't giving me any signals), I decided I was going to be the initiator, because it was an opportunity that would never present itself again.
I followed him into the hypermarket, he was pushing a trolley. He arrived at a section selling shampoo and other non-groceries items that required one to ditch the trolley before entering. He walked in, leaving his empty trolley. I was like "thank you buddha" and I tailed him. I kept a 3-5 steps distance from him to not startle him, but we would look each other in the eye every time he faces me. The "stalking process" lasted for about 5 minutes. I normally don't stalk others like this, but this guy was a gem I could not miss.
Suddenly he walked up to the counter and I thought "fuck, is he going to report me or is he leaving?" thankfully he was just asking the cashier where the shampoo section were. I followed him there again. Unexpectedly he broke the silence and said, "hello". I replied with "Hi, how are you doing?" "Why are you following me" he said, with a smile. Now that smile, that sexy smile gave me the courage to be a slut on move, to go for what I really want. I said to him, "Do you really wanna know?" "Yes", he said. After inhaling a deep breath I told him, "I saw you coming down the escalator just now and I think you're a very very sexy man, so I thought I would say hi to you." To my surprise he laughed and said "Thank you haha. I know". Fuck me that confidence made him 10 times even sexier if that was possible. By that time I was already wet, and I was trying not to shiver when I speak. Then I continued to talk to him:
Me: So how old are you, Sir?
Sir: I'm 34 years old, what about you?
As I crept closer into his "safe zone" I saw his features even more clearly. His eyes are mesmerizing, and the color of his mustache is dirty blonde and somewhat ginger. I was extremely turned on by his extremely perfect looking white teeth, they were unbelievably neat. His arms are both hairy, not too hairy, just right. His body was very in shape, I could tell he didn't work out on purpose but his body is slightly muscular and very sexy.
Me: Try and guess?
Sir: 26?
Me: I'm 22 :)
Sir: You work here?
Me: No, my office is around here, I came here for my lunch break. What about you sir?
Sir: I own a small cafe in a condominium somewhere here.
Me: That's nice. Are you married?
Sir: (I couldn't catch what he said, was too busy admiring his gorgeous self.
Me: So I bet a lot of girls like you, I suppose even boys too? Do you have a girlfriend?
Sir: No, I just focus on my business. I don't need.
Me: So you don't play at all?
Sir: I do whatever I want when I feel like it.
He turned to me and said:
Sir: Why? You like to play?
I knew I was fucking busted but a guy's gotta try to stay calm when shit happens
Me: What do you mean? Play with who? *Grin
Sir: You know, do you like to play with girl or me?
Fuck my sex god just asked me if I wanna play with him. The man of my dreams asking me that crucial question.
Me: Yes Sir I would love to play with you, in fact, you make me wet just by talking to me.
Sir: *hahaha.
Me: I like you very much sir, but am I okay for you?
Sir: You will get what you want.
Me: You saying that, makes me the happiest boy on earth. When are you free?
Sir: I'll call you after closing cafe later at 4pm.
Me: I finish work at 6pm, is that ok?
Sir: yes I'll call you.
I touched his back gently, dang it was solid and hard, unlike mine. As I looked away from his back I noticed a bulge on his pants, but He must've only been semi-hard, because he told me if I was to offer myself to him, I might not be able to take it. He said he was BIG. I assured him, as long as we do it slowly I can take it.
He paid for a bottle of shampoo that he chose, and told me he wanted to get some coal. Now in NSK there is a wholesale section, so I walked with him to where coal was placed. It was in a very isolated place, away from the crowd, only a few NSK workers passing by. I told him I'd give him a blowjob before going back to work, but lunch time was almost up. After he chose his coal i told him I gotta leave. He said he'll call me at 6pm later. But he laid down one condition: he asked me if my family is aware. I told him not now, I will let them know when I am independent. He said he doesn't want to cause any trouble to my family. I assured him it was okay and I ain't exactly innocent. I also thank him for being so kind, sexy, considerate and fucking hot. Before I left he wanted to shake my hand, but I have sweaty palms. So we hugged instead. It felt great and what felt better was to feel his hand on my butt cheek. After we hugged he said give me a kiss and wanted to kiss me on the lips, I looked around and let him lay a kiss on my face. I was enchanted.
No sex, but I was so freaking wet, I can't imagine if the sex really takes place (hopefully) how it'd be like. I have dealt with middle eastern before, they would say anything when they are excited. I hope this man of my dream would keep his word and call me later. I need to be fucked by him, and I want him to be in me, spreading his seed in my hungry hole. Who knows, maybe he can be my sex buddy.
*****
You know what it's like, to be waiting on a phone call? A phone call that is so crucial, it might lead to a new friendship, a phone call that keeps your mind off everything, a phone call that tortures your waiting soul- a phone call that you're afraid might never come.
After the brief encounter with the man of my dreams, I had no time for lunch, I quickly grabbed a Peanut butter & Chocolate waffle and RAN back to office. Made it in time, but I was sweating like a cow. So everything went back to normal, except nothing was normal with me. My heart was still pounding like I was about to have a heart attack, and my pre-cum did not stop leaking. I'm still awestruck that I met the man of my dream, and I'm not exaggerating. He had everything I look for in a man. And what's more unbelievable is that, he was genuinely nice to me. It doesn't happen a lot, not in a society where beauty is defined by one's outer appearance. I'm not saying that I look horrible, I'm a beautiful boy, I'm just not of the right size. But my dream man didn't seem to mind all that, he treated me like any other people, most of all he saw me as ME.
Fuck none of these would matter if he didn't call me back, I thought. I was in the office, but my mind was still in NSK. I could not focus on anything else but his perfect body, his charming smile and that bulge that looked so inviting. So i continued doing my work, and tried not to think about it. I told myself, it's alright if he didn't call me back. After all, I'm grateful enough that I've met someone like that and had a memorable encounter. Yes I should be grateful already.
After what felt like forever, at around 2pm my phone rang. It was a landline, so I thought he called using his cafe phone. But fuck me it was wrong number! I was going to give up, but at around 4.10pm, someone called me. It was him, just like he said, he'd call after he closes the cafe. He told me thank you for your text ( I sent a cheesy shit text message to express my gratitude) but he told me he might be busy later today because he was going for apartment viewing session with some property agents, as he is looking for a new place closer to work. I told him what was on my mind: I was happy enough to meet him and even more happy that he called me. He said thanks in a shy manner and he told me if he was available later tonight he'd call me.
I continued work and the day eventually ended at the office. I left office and got in my car, went for a little cruising around the neighborhood (again) before I decided that it was time to go home. Mom cooked prawn mee and I was looking forward to go home and enjoy the good food. As I was driving towards the highway that brings me home, my phone rang. It was him, again. I thought he needed my help for something, but...
Me: Hi my sexy friend, how are you?
Sir: I'm fine! Where are you now?
Me: I just finished work, on the way home, what about you?
Sir: Oh, I'm at a condominium in OUG, it's called Bukit OUG, you know it?
Me: I don't, but I guess I can Google it. Why, is everything ok?
Sir: Yes, I just called you to see where you are.
Me: So you're saying that you miss me already?
Sir: *laughs
Me: Do you want me to meet you?
I heard background noises and someone talked to him. I'm guessing it's his agent.
Me: Are you busy? If you are don't worry about me. We can meet next time dear.
Sir: No problem, but now I have to go, I'll call you later?
Me: Sure, talk to you later love.