Seeking advice

A week age, acted on an impulse, I posted an ad on Craigslist looking for someone to suck me. Usually it went nowhere either because I changed my mind and couldn't go through it or the people replied were not really my type or found them unsafe.  When I received the email from W, he appeared to be a gentleman and he looks really good looking on his pic he attached with the message.

All these confused emotions caused by V, I felt the need to tell someone about it. So instead of arranging for a quickie, W and I ended up agreeing to meet at his apartment for a chat.

Got off the subway, while I was walking towards W's apartment, all I could think about was what to and how I should tell him my problem.  Someone once said that when we seek advice from others, chances are we knew the answer all along. Perhaps I just needed someone to talk to. Wether I could get any kind of advice was not really that important.

The conversation went great.  We felt really comfortable with each other.  The biggest shocker was that he himself is in a LTR as well. We were pretty much on the same boat. We shared lots of personal stories and I felt safe with him.

A few times during the converstaion, I looked at him and he looked directly into my eyes.  There were something there that I couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.

Around 3 o'clock, I said I should be going for a meeting with a client in Flushing. But I didn't want to leave just yet. W said he wanted to show me some pictures when he was young. I got up and moved to the sofa where he was sitting and sat beside him. His scent was manly and I could feel the heat of his body. We looked at pictures when he was a kid and were joking around. Suddenly our eyes met and I had the urge to hold him and kiss him. W started to touch my hands and kiss my neck.. I didn't know what I should do.  This was not what I came here for.

Reluctantly at first, our lips met and we kissed. He said he is a very oral person in his first email.  And I was curious to find out what he meant.

"Do you want to get more comfortable?" W asked me.  I smiled and didn't say a word. He held my hand and led me to the guest room.

I loved kissing W. I loved it when he rubbed my balls with his stiff cock. I loved how he licked all over my body and how he worked on my cock and balls with his tongue.  I was so excited but the guilt was over my head and simply could not concentrate. But looking at W, I knew he was high. I held his real hard cock and started to stroke it. We kissed the whole time while I was jerking his cock except when he needed to take a quick breath. He moaned and shot his load all over his abs and chest.  I wanted to lick them clean but decided not to.  Even though I've had kissed him, I felt I need to know him better before doing anything that risky.

"Are you clean?" I asked.
"Clean as a whistle." He smiled and said. "I'm sorry you are late for your appointment."
"Don't be. It was all worth it." I said to him and gave him another long kiss..

In too deep

Ever since we kissed, there's not one single day that I didn't think about V. I admit that V is not the only one that I ever met behind my partner.  But no one has ever made me feel this way. "It's better if you never start," I said him. "Once your start, it will be very difficult to quit." Look who is in it too deep now?

I still can hear him moans when I slip my both hands in his black jeans, grabbing his ass and reaching between the cheeks..

V

V is a married Italian with 2 children. We met last year online but we only chatted and nothing happened. I told him if he needs a friendly hug, he can always come to me.

One year went by without really being in touch, I send him a short email wishing him Happy Birthday. He replied the next day and seemed really glad that I wrote him. A few short messages exchanged and we remained distanced because of his being married and my being in a LTR. He stopped by twice and we just talked. I tried to talk him out of having any sexual relationships with anyone specially if he cares about his wife and family. He agreed with what I said and I gave him a kiss on his cheek before he prepared to leave. In the hallway, I gave him a hug and another kiss. He held me tight and I could feel his breathing on my neck. Our bodies touched, rubbed each other and he step out of the door before we couldn't stop.

I know he wants it and I think he sensed that I want it, too.

A few weeks later, he asked if he could stop by for a chat. My partner was in the city so I said, sure!

At first we just talked about the news on TV and nothing serious. He then suddenly changed position, laying his head on my stomach with his strong arm casually rest between by legs. I tried my hardest not to get excited. Some more small talk, he took the remote and switch the channel to a radio station. He told me he likes that station. He then got up facing me and proceed to hold me in his arms. I, in return, held him tightly in mine and I heard him moan a bit. He inhaled my scent and I inhaled his. I held his face with my two hands and kissed him on his mouth. I then touched his lips with my tongue but didn't let me in. I knew he wasn't sure what to do. I kissed him again and he reluctantly opened his mouth and let my tongue explore. I tasted him and I loved it..

Nothing happened. But I realized that something has changed. I can't stop thinking about him. The deep kisses, his breath, his tastes, keep replaying in my head..

I wanted to tell him that, besides my partner, I have never kissed anyone like that. I don't even let anybody kiss me on my mouth. V is different. I yearn to see him again..