pre-weekend ass

After months of tag on Grindr, I finally invited him over.

Over the weekend, I hooked up with a guy. My online persona (in this anonymous form) usually explores my appetite as a bottom.

We’d been messaging on Grindr for months and exchanged nudes a few times. My memory isn’t perfect, but I know visuals drive it. We’d exchange messages every few weeks, and he’d ask for pics — always forgetting our previous conversations.

The chat experience on Grindr is pretty bad. Messages don’t sync well across devices, and some people have a hard time remembering which profiles they’ve messaged already.

On Friday, the stars aligned. We both had free time and wanted sex.

So I invited him over. He texted “parked” less than 15 minutes later.

I walked him down the hallway to my room and slapped his ass. I took my shirt off, hoping he’d take his pants off before I had to.

His pants fell to his ankles as my shirt dropped on my mattress. Looking at him, bent over my pillow, his body was perfectly shaped and ready to be fucked.

The bright star at the center of NGC 3132, while prominent when viewed by NASA’s Webb Telescope in near-infrared light, plays a supporting role in sculpting the surrounding nebula. A second star, barely visible at the lower left along one of the bright star’s diffraction spikes, is the nebula’s source. It has ejected at least eight layers of gas and dust over thousands of years.

I loved the pics he sent me, especially his pec and hole shots. He seemed mature and ready for anything. Since I was 19 years old, I’ve always been attracted to older men.

I bent him over, wiped some lube on his hole, and slid my dick into him.