"I [19M, 5’3” Twink] went to a gay bar for the first time and ended up wrecked by a 6’6” gym bro"
Okay, so. That was last night and my ass is literally still sore as I'm writing this.
Quick backstory: i’m a twink, but like, like the extra twinky kind. I’ve always been curious about the gay bars in town but you know, classes and like, crippling social anxiety. So i’ve never went until last night when my roommate(bless her heart)basically threw me in my tightest skirt and was like “go get fucked up you little coward.” anyway, the bar itself was kinda loud, really dark and like, sweaty and cheap cologne. I ordered this hot pink neon drink that tasted like melted candies, and then literally just tried to stand there in a corner not look like i was lost. And then he walked in. He was like six foot fucking six and was built like a truck literally like biceps bigger than my entire torso, and then his jeans bulged in like a frankly obscene kind of way. So obviously i gagged on my neon drink. He caught my eye(whoops)and gave me this huge smile. Damn. So he slid up next to me like “you look… out of place.” turns out he was a regular, some finance dork or something that works out a million hours a day, but my terrified giggle had apparently convinced him i was adorable(his words, not mine). Anyway he bought me another drink and his fingers grazed mine as he handed it to me and holy shit, i fucking shivered. His hand landed in my thigh not even five minutes later, and after some more… conversation(and me making literally every stupid and uncomfortable nervous sound known to man)we somehow ended up back at his place(to “talk,” sure)and oh my god, the apartment was ridiculously nice “i have a framed photo of my abs on the mantle piece “ kind of nice. We sat on the couch for about five minutes before his hand was under my skirt. “you’re dripping,” i was told and I fucking whimpered so hard that one minute I was like trying and failing to play it cool and the next i was literally kneeling with his gigantic cock in my mouth(it was fucking huge, thick, veiny, everything I like), and i gagged so hard i thought i was going to be sick, my eyes stinging and tears forming, but he was just groaning(thankfully)and thrusting deeper “such a good boy” and holy fuck, i was sold. Anyhoo main event: he flipped me over and peeled my panties off(rip my twenty dollar undies i will mourn you) and i was NOT prepared but the stretch, jesus, goddamn,but it was also just so good when he found that spot, and like suddenly i was seeing colors and fucking god him fucking me stupid and calling mepretty andfilthy andmine until i came without even finishing the sex. I woke up at noon todaywith a limp,hickey the size of a dinner plate and a “you free Friday?” and the answer is yes