Charles and I developed a blossoming online relationship following the discovery of our mutual desire to serve as 'bottoms' taking cocks. So much so, that we agreed to meet up. That was fast approaching with me booking my rail ticket to visit him in the Lake District. However, out of the blue, a turn of events raised doubts in my mind whether to go ahead as planned.
One day, Charles e-mailed me that he had been out the night before and fucked some old bloke he'd met in his local; he'd previously seen him at a gay party apparently. "It was a great feeling being dominant and sticking my cock in his arse." He said.
I put it down to a one-off and thought nothing of it but over the next few weeks Charles went silent on me and it was nearly time to travel up.
After contacting him, he said that he'd fucked the same bloke a couple more times and also had three younger men. "I'd tried being a top before but settled into the part of a bottom over the years. Being dominant is appealing now that I've matured." He said.
"Oh, so you're quite active now but also become quite a stud, fucking guys instead of receiving. I'm impressed, well done." I complimented.
"Yes, it's great. I'll tell you more next week, you're still coming aren't you?" He asked.
"Yes, if it's alright." I replied.
"Of course it is. I'll see you on Friday as arranged." He said.
Apprehensively, I boarded the train unsure that this was going to be the visit I'd anticipated then took a cab to Charles' apartment once I arrived at the other end.
He greeted me warmly and hugged me, making me welcome when I entered. He also squeezed my bum, pinching a bit.
We had a cup of tea and then he showed me into the bedroom. "You don't mind sleeping in my bed with me do you? It's that or the couch since I converted the second bedroom," He added.
"No I'm easy, wherever you want me is good." I replied, careless about my choice of words.
He chuckled and as we chatted, he said we could go for cod and chips with wine in a nearby pub.
"That sounds great, can't beat a fish dinner on a Friday night." I replied
I unpacked and placed my clothes where he'd indicated in a drawer and a space he'd vacated for me in one if the wardrobes.
He took his clothes off and went to have a shower. I must admit to staring as he removed his boxers and I got a look at his big cock dangling.
"Won't be long and then you can have one if you like." He offered.
I didn't want to cause offence or risk putting any hygiene issues in his mind and said. Yes, after that journey, I will."
I had my shower and returned to the bedroom where I was surprised to see Charles had remained.
When I took the towel away to dress, he sniggered a bit. "Yes, I am on the small side." I said.
"You can say that again Chrissy, it's barely over a couple of inches." He pointed out.
