All Chapters of Tales Of A Gay Man (Final): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

We chatted for about an hour, we exchanged contacts and I headed back to the hotel kinda disappointed knowing that that was my last night and I would probably not see him again.A few minutes after I got into my room, he texted me.>Him: Hey man, Reggie here.At that point, I was pretty sure he was hinting at me. I was so down for fun! Just imagining what his cock looked like got me rock hard and I started feeling a little groggy from the horniness, knowing this gorgeous guy was right across the street hitting on me.Sexually, I consider myself bi, but I never discuss that with anyone and I am deeply closeted. Even my gay friends have no idea. I only find hookups on Grindr, never in real life. I never managed to get interested in a "real life" guy, like meeting a guy in real life, outside of Grindr. There's something about the fact that these guys know nothing about me that turns me on, and I always felt like converting an initial attraction to a man to flirt, to kissing, and then to

I got up from the bed, turned off all the lights except for a dimmed bedside lamp, and left the door slightly ajar so he could let himself in.I went to the side of the bed, and sat on my knees, in the dim lit room, waiting for Reggie to make his way up to the room. The way the room was set up, you could not see me from the door, as I was sitting to the left, between the bathroom wall and the bed. Slutty as I felt, I didn't want some random stranger to open the wrong door and stumbled upon my naked self sitting on my knees!Sitting in silence and in the dark made me feel so much calmer, but I won't lie, my heartbeat must have been in the three digits lol.After a few minutes of sitting, I heard the evelator *ding*. Heard steps, but they were getting farther and farther. Maybe he's looking for the room, I thought. And then I heard a beep in the distance, a door open and close. It wasn't him.A few minutes later, another elevator *ding.* Doors open, and I hear voices, a conversation in

After that short early phase, I could feel his cock had now gotten completely hard, and was now hitting my eyebrows when my mouth was busy licking his inner thighs. At this point, I decided to move on to the main phase of my blowjob.I put his right ball in my mouth and started sucking on it gently, while slowly pulling my head back and at an angle from his cock, so as to start appreciating its size while not flat out stopping the blowjob. His balls were huge and his ballsack followed suit. I was probably standing at about a 4-5 inch distance from the base of his cock, my left cheek against his right thigh, and I still couldn't make the whole cock.Side story: at this point, I got kinda frightened. Frightened that his cock was going to be too big for me to really give him what he needed. He wasn't the BIGGEST I've ever seen, but he was a close second. When I was in my early twenties, I went to give a blowjob to a guy on grindr, and he had a legit 10-incher, thick as fuck, with a gigan

Pure joy went through me as I started feeling his cock pulsate and I felt him shooting thick, huge ropes of cum inside me. After a few moments of cumming he started releasing his hold on my head, which I saw as an opportunity to taste his cock better - don't get me wrong, I love throatpies, but their only downside is that you do not get to taste and play much with the cum, since it's already down there. I let his cock slide out of my throat and onto my tongue, as he let out a few extra bursts of cum in my mouth. He was still cumming, and I didn't know exactly how he preferred to cum (throat, mouth, face?) so I pulled him out completely and finished him off on my face. He let out two more thick ropes of cum, and a smaller one, painting my face beautifully. My throat was full of cum and burning, almost violated, my mouth was hot and filled with cum, and my face was warm, dripping with his gift. I put his cock back in my mouth and kept blowing him gently, in case he wanted to cum again.

Honestly I woke up feeling so ashamed of myself the next day. I’ve always been a guy with very traditional straight man morals… and the night before I let a weird skinny teenage boy cum on my ass and lick it off. I was even more ashamed that I enjoyed it.It was that morning that I tried to put the brakes on a little bit with Josh, knowing how ashamed I felt. The day went by and we hardly spoke. It was still just us in our accommodation but it felt a little awkward, mostly on my part. Josh noticed that it had been weird in the day. He suggested we go out to cheer ourselves up. I agreed, as I didn’t want to lose my friendship with Josh.At that point in my life, I didn’t want to admit I had any gay tendencies. My sole purpose of the night was to go and pull a girl, almost to try and convince myself (and Josh) that last night was all a big mistake. As you’ll find out later in the story, it didn’t turn out to be the case. Josh and I head out into the city. I go to the Uni of Mancheste