Morning fun (for bimike999 and I)

[DerelictionOfSanity]

As I wait for my new acquaintance to show up, I take the liberty of unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my slightly hairy chest, enjoying the sunlight from the open window as the orangeish glow spotlights the bed.

 

[bimike999]

I am nervous as I drive to meet what I hope will be my first male lover. It is a warm sunny morning, and my heart is beating rapidly in my chest in anticpation of meeting him, and finally acting on this burning desire within me.

Deep down i have known for years that I desire men as much (if not more) than women. Only recently did I have the courage to answer a personal ad, and after a few chats, I am to meet him soon.

I hope he likes how I am dressed, nice powder blue polo shirt and khakis. I like khakis because they tend to tent up nicely, making me look a bit larger than I am.

 

[DerelictionOfSanity]

I stretch luxuriously. Since the bedroom is ready, I walk downstairs to wait for the man I've been hoping to see. Never one to stress about my wardrobe, I'm wearing a faded red short sleeved shirt, now open across my chest and some jeans. My feet are bare and my brown hair is somewhat spiky from my shower and haphhazzard towelling. I sit down on the windowseat, looking out at the lawn in the morning light, as I wait for him.

 

[bimike999]

This is the address. Yes, it is. I slowly drive into the driveway, my heart pounding. There is no turning back now, especially since I see him in the front window, and clearly he has spotted me in all my middle aged glory, although in pretty decent shape for a guy in his mid-forties. 6 foot tall and 220, with a smooth shaved head to contrast with my otherwise hairy body.

It is such a nice warm morning, and I walk up to the front door with the sun beaming in my face, and shaking a bit from my nerves.

 

[DerelictionOfSanity]

This is the address. Yes, it is. I slowly drive into the driveway, my heart pounding. There is no turning back now, especially since I see him in the front window, and clearly he has spotted me in all my middle aged glory, although in pretty decent shape for a guy in his mid-forties. 6 foot tall and 220, with a smooth shaved head to contrast with my otherwise hairy body.

It is such a nice warm morning, and i wlak up to the front door with the sun beaming in my face, and shaking a bit from my nerves.

I see an older man in a nice powder blue shirt and slacks get out of his car. He looks about as nervous as I feel. I normally date men my own age, but his answer to my personal ad had impressed me, so I decided to give it a try. I certainly wasn't regretting it so far. The guy is handsome and walks with an unassuming gait. I open the door without giving him the chance to worry more.

I'm a bit taller than he is, at 6 feet, four inches and probably a little bit heavier, although a fair amount of that is muscles. Grinning with a confidence I don't entirely feel, I stick out my hand.

"Hi! You must be Mike. I'm Walt and it's nice to meet you in the flesh." I give him a little bit of an appraising glance

OOC: Mike, I'm really sorry, but my roomate just came back unexpectedly. Sry to leave you hanging. I'd like to talk with you some other time.

 

[bimike999]

ooc - no sweat we can continue at some other time

 

[DerelictionOfSanity]

OOC - Well, my roommate is gone again for about half an hour, but sadly, so are you. Shall we continus this thread sort of non-realtime, just posting when convenient, or would you prefer to wait until we can both be online simultaneously?

IC: I try not to make it too evident, but I do glance at his nice bulge and am quite looking forward to this encounter.