I've been talking to a guy on the apps for a while. Now, I'm a horny fucker, but also a socially anxious one: it takes me a very long time to work up the courage to meet up with someone. And the hornier the chats get, the more nervous I get. What if I don't feel attracted to him when we meet in person? He's mostly shown me dick pics, and his cock is... fine. Nice foreskin, but nothing much to write home about. Anyway, the chats continue, and how eager he is for me to suck him off in his car while he plays with my balls. Cocky, but I'm kinda into it. We try meeting up twice but neither time works out in the end.

Lucky for me, he's persistent.

Today he's working close to my office, and he says again I should come meet him, break the ice. I'm thinking fuck it: let's try again, I can spare 20 minutes to say hi, and if it falls through I just head back. Lunch time: he's there. I pop out and reach the road as he his car approaches. After I got in the vehicle with him we say hi and talk about traffic. He continues driving to a nearby spot that's quieter. He's a big guy. Taller than I thought. Bear vibes. Smiles a lot. I like him. I ask him about another cock pic he recently sent me. He opens his app to resend it. I'm looking at his cock on his phone, while his actual cock isn't far away. My homeyness and curiosity team up, outweigh my nerves. I put my hand on his crotch while he talks. After a second I feel his cock twitch once or twice under the fabric. Now I'm getting horny and I want him to get turned on: if he wants to play with my balls as much as was said, let's give him a peep. I pull my pants down, far enough for my package to hang out, giving him a view. He looks at my balls with a smile before saying "I should return the favor". He lift his hips to tug his pants down, and his straining hard cock bounces free.

Fuck me, the pics did not do that thing in hes pants called a cock, any justice. I assumed it was average based on the girth to length ratio, but turns out: he has big hands and a girths cock. He was hard now, pointing straight up, thick, and his tight foreskin was straining against his big head. I immediately reach down to grip his beautiful cock, and my head almost instantly followed. I want to taste the cock. I wanted to see how far back I can take it in my first go, but my lips are dry. I lick my lips. I lick his cock. I spit on it. The next time I take him in my mouth he goes much further in. I can hear him groan with satisfaction. I suck on that gorgeous piece of man meet for a few second before I pop back up to tell him he's massively exceeding expectations.

He responded with, "Told you, you'd turn into a cock slut."

Our time was up: he had to go to a meeting ans I had to get back to my desk. For the last bit of work and the drive back home, I'm just fantasizing about this raunchy sexy bear with the big cock. And how badly I want him to fuck me with it. I don't know whether he has a hairy chest, but if he does, I'm in big fucking trouble.

This was a few hours ago now. Still it left me so fucking horny, even if it was long after.