I'd been talking to various guys on MSN Messenger for a while, and had even met a few for sex, though it was always only ever the one meeting, normally at my own flat but occasionally me traveling to their place. One guy in particular I had started chatting to was an Indian guy called Nav. We'd been chatting for a couple of weeks and the chat had started getting sexier all the time, both of us fantasizing about what we'd like to do to each other if we got the chance. It just so happened, this particular sunny Sunday afternoon, that Nav somehow plucked up his courage and suggested he come over to mine and 'see what happens'.
I agreed, and we chatted a little longer, me agreeing to make sure I was naked before he arrived, as that would really get him going and give him the confidence he needed.
Anyway, eventually he said he was on his way, so I logged off, drew the curtains to my front room and stripped naked. My cock was already pretty hard anyway. I sat on my settee, waiting for him to arrive, careful not to play with my cock too much in case I came before he even got there. After about twenty minutes, my intercom buzzed and the voice on the other end announced that it was Nav, and that he had a little surprise for me. Intrigued, I said to come up and then instantly started to worry about my nakedness, just in case this was not as clear cut as I was expecting. I've had one or two fairly dodgy meets in the past so didn't want to take too many chances. I quickly went into the bedroom and donned my dressing gown, just to be on the safe side. I needn't have worried, as it turned out. The surprise was a good one.