Bars are the best places to make acquaintances, are they not? I mean, you meet a number of kinds of people in a bar. Some are heartbroken; some indulged in celebration while some are just really fond of alcohol. I belong to the third kind. I am not an alcoholic. I drink occasionally but sometimes I am not aware of the occasion. Am I making sense? Anyway, coming to me, I am Edward, you can call me Eddie. I am here to narrate my story, rather narrate my experience of arousal at a bar.
I am a twenty six year old guy with a monotonous life that is restricted to professional obligations. To sneak from my hectic schedule, I often hit the bar on Saturday nights, mostly alone. Last Saturday, I was at my favorite one, sipping my glass of whiskey on my usual corner table. I prefer the corner table since it is free of commotion. The music was not loud enough to reach my ears. I scanned the other tables and my eyes were often caught by good looking men, but usually they had company. I ordered my next drink when my gaze shifted to a tall and messy haired man who sat at the counter, gulping down drinks one after the other.
He was conversing with the bartender but the look on his face portrayed is disinterest. He had sharp features and hazel brown eyes and I knew at once that I had to talk to him. I went over to the counter and started a casual conversation with him. But I was disappointed by the length of his replies. As I was about to move back to my table, he said, “Do you think heartbreaks are overrated?”
“Um…sorry?” I was confused
“You heard me”
“I believe that a every crack in the heart is a lesson learnt.”
“I choose to believe you. By the way, I am Ron” he extended his arm towards me.
“Oh hi! I am Eddie”
The conversation continued. I learnt that he was going through a tough break up and his fiancé called off the wedding upon knowing that he was bisexual. I tried to comfort him but his grief was strong enough to ignore my advices. We ordered a few more glasses of scotch. It was almost midnight and I thought it was best for him to reach home safe. However, as destiny has it, I did not see what was coming my way.
He was too drunk so I offered him a lift. He agreed and soon we were on the way to his place. As we reached, he greeted me in. Since, I had no crucial engagements the next morning, I accepted the proposal. We talked for a while over a couple of fags and in no time, we were laughing at a joke I told him. Suddenly, I felt his arm slip onto my thighs and towards my crotch. I leaned forward and initiated a long kiss.
Our tongues entangled and he unbuttoned my formals. We lay on the couch, smooching and touching each other all over. I spanked his ass while he was on top of me, choking me with his strong arms, running his fingers through my hair. I could feel my erection rub against his thighs. He was hard as well. I grabbed his hair and flipped him over on the couch while he pretended to complain. I pulled his pants down, unzipped mine and shoved my hard cock into his ass. He let out a soft moan.
I started thrusting my cock in him, deeper and harder. With every stroke, I could feel my dick getting rock hard. I kept hitting that ass and spanking it. He was sweating but urged me to go harder and faster. I obeyed his commands and kept fucking him in his butt with all my strength. It felt like I was in seventh heaven. I kept fucking vigorously, kissing him in between and frequently stroking his erect dick. I felt that he was he was as attracted to me as I was to him. He moaned in pleasure and asked me to cum for him. I did cum in his ass, making it wet.
I pulled him up, knelt down and started to stroke his dick. He was too aroused and begged me to suck it. I licked his dick and pushed the entire length in my mouth. I sucked it hard, playing with his balls and caressing his thighs. He moaned and urged me to take it all in my mouth until it touched my throat. I did as I was told. Soon I was choking on his big cock. I kept sucking on it until he came all over my face and I licked the tip of his dick after he was done.
I do not think I shall ever see him again but the arousal and sex was worth remembering.