We had been chatting for days on a man for man hook-up website. He was the one with the supposed nine inch cock, or so his screen name indicated that. I've met a few men over the past few years who never lived up to the hype so to speak. We had tried to get together twice before but it always fell through. I honestly didn't think that we would ever meet but then things changed.
My girlfriend was going to be out of town for a few weeks and so in my mind it was now or never. I would always become a slutty horny mess whenever I had time to myself. As I waved goodbye to her my insides were jumping at the thought of what was going to happen while she was gone. Don't get me wrong, I love sex with a woman, but over the years I've realized that I'm a pleaser. I enjoy making someone cum almost as much as I love to cum myself.
I went back inside my sparsely decorated apartment. I had just moved to the area for a new job a few weeks earlier. All I had was a small folding table and two chairs and a blow up mattress to sleep on. I went online and saw that my nine inch friend was online and so I messaged him. His reply was short and to the point, "Cant meet tonight, what about tomorrow night? Can you host?" I responded positively to both of the questions as my insides jumped thinking about what was going to happen. His response was a picture of his cock and simply, "Daddy wants you to drain this." My mouth salivated at the thought of pleasing my daddy's BBC.