Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Twilight Zone

Tonight while I was at work I was pretty horned up so I sent a text message to the horse hung thug guy from a few posts down. I got a message back saying "Who this". I replied and asked if he wanted some head. I got a reply back, from another number saying cool, we can do it after work, etc. Long story short, work ends and I tell thug guy I'm on my way over. He asks if I know where he is, and I ask "Still off 117th?" and he says "I think u got me confused". Oooooook.... I get directions to a street in the ghettoiest ghetto and I'm thinking WTF? Is this the same thug guy from the other day??? With semi-vague directions like this I decide I'm going to call this guy, as I'm not going to randomly knock on a door in the ghetto's ghetto at 11:30 at night.

I talk to him for a minute, and it's obvious... I HAVE NO IDEA WHO THE FUCK THIS IS. So he comes down the stairs of his house, and once I see him at the door. Yeah, I've never laid eyes on this guy before. He was about 25, dark skinned black and wearing nothing but a pair of Adidas and a T-shirt. We go upstairs, and there's straight black porn playing on the TV. He sits on the couch and a 7" soft dick is flopping around. I lift the shirt up and get busy sucking. He's hard in no time, revealing a 10" slab of meat. He never says anything to be but moans while he's looking at this chick getting fucked on the TV. After about 10 minutes, he wants to move over to a barstool thing in the living room. I suck him for another 10-15 minutes, with nothing but moans coming from him the whole time. Finally he starts jacking it and orders me to "Open that mouth", and he proceeds to cum in my mouth. It wasn't a lot, probably his second of the night, but I can't complain since I'm in some guy's living room who I have no idea who he is and he's feeding me a load. We go in the bathroom and wash up, and I told him to hit me up anytime on the way out. How the fuck I ended up here... I don't know! I sent the text from the number I had for Thug guy saved in my phone, the same number I reached him at last time, and this other guy's number was NOTHING like Thug's digits. It's something out of the dicksucker's Twilight Zone.

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