My true story from two days ago:

I don’t like straight bars. I cannot hit on anyone because I have terrible gaydar.

But my husband was out of town for the week so I went out with some friends and I had to go to the straight bar. It was only 11, but I was over it and ready to head home. I knew my friends would all stay out late, but I was ready to call it a night.

I knew once I told my friends that they would try to get me to stay, so I would have to make a quick exit. So before I told them, I went to the bathroom.

Just so you know, I am 31, 6’4” and 250 pounds. I lift a lot but have fat to get rid of.

I entered the bathroom behind a guy with a great ass. He looked to be 22-25, middle eastern with a hot beard. I had seen him on the dancefloor but he was with a group and I was too chickenshit to approach him. He had a skinny waist and I was into him.

It was a smaller place so there were only two urinals and I knew I would get to see what he was packing. We step up and both take out our dicks. I look out of the corner of my eye and see he has 5 soft inches of uncut cock. We are alone so I take a more obvious look and he laughs. “Do you like it?” he asks.

“I do,” I say. “I was just about to head home.”

“Would you like to suck it?” He asked.

“Do you live nearby?” I responded.

“A few ubanh stops away, but I live with my parents,” he said as he put his dick away and moved to the sink.

Living in Germany I knew he likely had a cellar in his building. “I could blow you in the basement of your building.” His eyes opened wide and a smile took over his face.

We each said goodbye to our friends and were on the train in no more than 5 minutes. We talked on the train and he said he would go upstairs to get the key to the cellar. He wasn’t out so I would need to go downstairs and wait for him.

In no time at all, we were at his place. It felt like forever but it was probably only 90 seconds before he was downstairs with me and moving to the cellar. He unlocked it, turned the light on and we stepped in. There wasn’t a ton of space for us, but he turned and closed the door and locked it behind us. He shushed me even though I had made no noise. I pushed him back against the door, got on my knees and opened his pants. He was hard already and somewhere around 7.5 or 8 inches.

I reached over and turned off the lights while I put his dick in my mouth. He tasted delicious and manly. Eveything I want in a dick. I played with his foreskin and dove deep on his dick. It curved up slightly so it was tough to get my lips all the way to the base of his dick, but eventually I got there. He had a nice, freshly-trimmed bush and it was scratchy against my nose and lips.

His balls were medium-sized but hung low. I played with them as I buried my nose in his pubes and he moaned. I came off his cock and sushed him.

In the dim light through the window I could see him smile and as he pulled me up. We made out for a few minutes and he asked if I wanted him to suck me. I said no and he smiled again.

I got back on my knees and wanted his seed. I went crazy on his dick. I kept up a relentlessly quick pace and used my hands to keep his hips still. He tried to add his hand to his stimulation and i would bat it away. I was going to make him cum with my mouth alone and he was gonna love it.

I kept it up for a minute more before he whispered that he was so close. A few seconds more and he told me he was gonna cum. I took three or four more quick trips up and down his cock before I dove deep and lodged his cock in my throat. I stayed there as he shot his first squirt or two before I pulled back and let the next blast on my tough. His cum was sweet and tasted wonderful. I gave slow, shallow suction while he finished his orgasm in my mouth and let out a long moan.

I cleaned up his cock and stood up. He pulled me in for a few minutes of kissing. His beard was rough and I felt his sexy and scruffy beard against my face. He zipped up his pants and turned on the light. He put the key back in the door and unlocked it. He let us out and I went to give him one last quick peck on the lips before I left. Before he let me kiss him, he stopped me and whispered in my ear, “Thanks for that. I hope to see you again.”

I grinned and walked up the half flight of stairs out and the front door. I immediately hopped on Scruff to see if there was another cock that needed servicing before I headed home. Nobody was online nearby but when I got on the train to get home 5 minutes later, I had message from a faceless profile thanking me the blow job and saying his basement door was open any night I wanted it.

I hope to see his cellar again.