"That was just what I needed."
That's what he said. The problem is. I have no idea what I did to earn that statement!
So, I have a habit of getting up early. Way early. And then browsing the ads and going on the chat sites to see what's up. Usually, the only people that are on are the partiers and the bots. But this one guy on growlr had a cute face and was supposedly close. Unfortunately, he was in the opposite direction of work, but I decided to go for it anyway.
Handsome fella. A bit of a bear and beefy all over. He carried his weight well and was looking really dapper in his Lacoste sweater vest. But his face was totally blank. That's the thing with Growlr. Most bears are into other bears. So I wasn't sure if he was into me or if I just happened to be the only guy that seemed normal and awake at that early hour. Couldn't tell by his kiss either if he was a bad kisser or was just going through the motions. I just wasn't getting anything out of him. So I said fuck it. I'm not going to be the nice top. I'm just going to use him to get off. Tore off his clothes, pushed him onto his back, gnawed at his nipples, spat on my hand, quick swipe across my dick and buried it balls deep. A few wimpers, a few moans of encouragement. but even then, I couldn't tell if he was into it. He was only half hard at best. So I kept up the frantic pace. Decided him on his back wasn't doing it for me so had him lie flat on his stomach and attacked his ass until I buried my load deep after varying the pace, and the angle, and the length of the stroke until I felt like it was right for me.
It was only then that I got some sort of affirmative response. He let out a big sigh when I bred him. And that's when he said it.
"It was just what I needed."
And I still don't know what he meant by that. Was it the hard fuck, the cum in his ass, the barebacking, everything, being used, or just the morning sex to start the day? I was even more confused when I saw his toiletry bag, which had a pic of his boyfriend on it. It was kinda sweet. You know your man travels, so you make a toiletry bag with your pic on it so he doesn't get lonely... Of course, it was the pic of a bigger white guy. Not me at all. So did he mean he needed a fuck from an Asian dude, someone totally different?
I guess what bothered me is that I usually fuck for the bottom. What gets me off is knowing the bottom is having a good time. But he was so blank throughout the tryst that I couldn't tell if he was just saying that. But I kinda let myself off the hook when two weeks later, he was in town and messaged me for a repeat... because I "knew what he needs."
Um. Okay. I guess. But unfortunately, I wasn't available. Or maybe fortunately. Would have sucked if he said, "Yeah. Wasn't quite it, but thanks for coming over!"