lost time made up!!!

So, work has gone a bit mental but equally, that gives me more opportunities to hook up...and less time to write.

Problem is, I start to forget who I've met. It's not that they're forgettable (far from it, in the vast majority of cases), and there's not THAT many! Maybe its just my age!!! :-)

So, after a bit of a health related hiatus, I've met FB, 'Nigel' a couple of times in recent weeks. One was a passing fuck in the washroom of his workplace again. The last time we met was also in his workplace washroom, during a work related visit (I did post about it)

In short, we met, we kissed, we stripped, we sucked and then I fucked him. BUT...neither of us were exactly 'prepared' for an unplanned fuck...which turned out to not be such a great idea (do I need to explain further?). We resorted to masturbation with him shooting his load over my face while I exploded over the floor.

It was only ever meant to be a qucikie..so in maybe 10 passion fuelled mins...it was over. He was back to the 'office, and I headed home.

https://video.wixstatic.com/video/42ffff_4de5e421b6094c9db8797ad329bd0dd0/1080p/mp4/file.mp4

A week, ago I was invited to imbibe in some hospitality Champagne at the end of working day. I was driving, so could only have a couple of glasses, both of which went down well. However, knocking back two glasses, quite quickly sent me to a very 'happy and horny' place. Not drunk....the stage just before. So....as I wasn't too far from Nigel's home, so I sent him a message to see where he was.

He was just home from work. :-)

25 mins later, I walked in to his apartment (he leaves the doors open), to find him on his knees, naked, porn on his tablet and poppers in hand.

I didn't bother speaking.

Noisily discarding my keys on the wooden floor..I confirmed my arrival by inserting my wet tongue directly into his pink puss..promoting a very satisfied groan from Nigel.

I was pretty much able to undress myself without having to remove my face from the crack of his arse and once fully naked, I lay on my back and slid under him, until he was able to lay on top of me, face to face. One of the things I sometimes miss is full on body contact while kissing heavily. It's something I always enjoy with Nigel...so we engaged in that for a good while before I threw him on his back and ploughed my cock deep into his hole.

When he fancied a change, without any indication, he removed himself from my penis.....forced me on to the bed and told me, in no uncertain terms, it was my turn.

For such a nice guy, I love it when he starts to turn a bit nasty.

Things continued along that vein, rotating from popper enhanced snogging, to cock sucking and flip fucking until I finally squirted my heavy load up his arse as I stood beside the bed, him on all fours and moaning loudly.... before collapsing in a dizzy heap beside him.

We just cuddled up for a while...and then started chatting. It was some time before it occurred to me that he still hadn't shot is load...BUT, he said he WAS due to go out and meet a mate. I had disrupted his plans. Not that he was making a fuss, but then I felt doubly bad.

He was cool tho...and I did secretly wonder if he was ok keeping his load for later, with his mate.

Either way, I soon dressed and headed off home.

I was going to precis a couple more meets on this same post, but...I think I will add another short post, later. With pictures :-)