Yes, once, 20 years ago or so. I met him on gay.com chat. I was really drunk. It’s so unlike me. He was about the same age. It was about 2am. He drove to a mall I could walk to and picked me up. We drove to a random business parking lot nearby. He blew me. He was really good; I had to stop him. I then blew him. I asked him to turn on the dome light so I could see. It was a good size, a little bigger than me, rock hard and had a little curve to it. I tried my best. Then I asked him if he had any condoms. He did, so he put one on me. He laid down in the back seat as best as he could. I fucked him for a little bit. The alcohol started to wear off, so I just kept pumping until I came in him. I then jerked him off quickly while still inside him. I had chickened out on getting fucked. He drove me back and that was it.
I randomly met him in chat again and asked him how it went. He said I was okay at blowing. I needed practice. He was happy to let me practice on him. Unfortunately, I never met or heard from him again.
It’s often been some jerkoff material, dreaming about being in that car again.
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