I wasn't sure where to post this, but here goes
Several years ago, I was living with others, and was browsing Grindr late at night, so horny and craving to get my ass stretched out by a BBC. Lucky lucky me...I find one that's less than a mile away, so I message him and one thing leads to another, and in my haze of young dumb hornyness, I send him my address.
...and almost instantly get cold feet, when I realize he's outside. My heart lurches and my blood runs cold. Long story short, I didn't get fucked, but I came close, and being closeted, it could've gone very wrong.
It was so scary and just wrong, and yet after all these years, I still think about it...
Part of me wishes I didn't get cold feet and ended up taking that BBC, and wound up a BBC addicted white boy...or maybe it isn't too late to try again? lol
DM's open if you wanna chat about it