Day 2
Cullen watched as the stranger left the parking lot.
"That was awesome," Cullen said to himself.
He walked back into the porn store. He looked at his watch and pulled out his theatre ticket. He suddenly put the ticket back in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and went to craigslist. He scanned through the men seeking men ads. He typed in keyword for his location. He opened a posting that read: Total Bottom, 24. He skimmed through the ad, he liked what he read, he was a skinny white guy, just what he wanted. He clicked on the reply button and wrote a quick reply. About a minute passed and he received an e-mail back. It just had a phone number, he clicked on it and his phone dialed the number.
"Hello," the voice on the other end said.
"Hey," Cullen said, "you still looking?"
"Yeah," the man replied, "do you want to come over?"
"Totally," Cullen laughed.
"I'll text you my address," the man said.
"See you in a bit," Cullen said.
"Bye," the man said.
He hung up and in a few seconds the address was texted to him. He got directions and jumped in his car. It took him no time at all to get to the address. It took him a few minutes to find parking. He found the house, which was a one-story duplex. He knocked on the door. The man from the posting greeted him.
"Hey," he said as he opened the door, "come in."
Cullen walked in and shut the door behind him. He noticed the man was only wearing his boxers.
"I'm Bev," the man said as he extended his hand.
"Cullen," he replied as he grasped it.
"Nice to meet you," Bev laughed.
"You too," Cullen replied.
"How old are you," Bev asked.
"Thirty one," Cullen replied.
"Twenty four," Bev said.
"So what kind of name is Bev," Cullen asked.
"Oh," Bev replied, "my mom wanted a girl instead of a boy when I was born."
"I see," Cullen replied.
"She nick named me Bev when I was younger," he laughed, "it stuck, plus I lived a year as a woman took hormones and everything."
"Wow," Cullen replied.
"My mom was proud," Bev laughed, "but just couldn't go through with it."
"Nice," Cullen replied.
"I still dress in drag," Bev laughed, "it makes straight guys a bit more comfortable."
"Cool," Cullen laughed.
"You want a beer or something," Bev asked.
"No thanks," Cullen replied.
Bev quickly led Cullen to his bedroom. It was a bit messy. But not dirty or nasty. A large bottle of lube was on the nightstand. Cullen smiled as he looked over the bottle. Bev shut the door and pulled his boxers off. Gay porn was on the flat screen TV. Cullen held back the laughter as he looked at Bev's small erection.
"How big are you," Cullen asked.
"Not that big," he shot back, "four inches."
"A good seven inches here," Cullen laughed as he unzipped his pants.
"Good," Bev laughed.
Cullen looked around the room as he took his clothes off. He noticed a trashcan in the corner of the room. He saw a condom hanging over the edge of the can. He quickly walked up to it and noticed it was full of sperm. He looked into the can a bit more and noticed two more condoms.
"Busy night," Cullen asked as he walked up to Bev.
"Yeah," he replied, "fifth one of the night."
"Nice," Cullen laughed as he hugged his new friend, "just got fucked about an hour ago."
Cullen let go of him and looked over his thin body. He ran his hands up and down his bare arms and looked at his tiny erection. He gripped it and quickly put his mouth around it. His tiny penis fit in his mouth. He sucked for nearly a minute.
"Thanks," Bev smiled as Cullen wrapped up sucking on his dick.
"Do you want me to wear a condom," Cullen asked.
"No," Bev replied, "I like it raw."
"So do I," he replied, "I never use condoms."