John Will Do

Rain & Dawn — Parisan, Macao.

It was one of those busi­ness trips nights, swip­ing and brows­ing loca­tion-based hook-up apps, hop­ing to score some action, on a bor­ing mid- weeknight.

ding-ding-ding’

It was that famil­iar sound of a pop­u­lar loca­tion-based hookup app. It indi­cates a new mes­sage received, though many times, are bor­ing unre­lat­ed, “where you from” that kind of mes­sages. This time, it was different. 

Hel­lo”

It was a pro­file with the name John. Writes there 25, with the height of 170, and body weight of 55. It did not dis­play any of his looks, just a tor­so picture.

*attached pho­to*”
“What you look­ing for?”

It turns out that John had an unsat­is­fac­to­ry fuck ses­sion and was look­ing for some­one to ‘fin­ish’ him up. The whole ‘hook­ing-up’ con­ver­sa­tion took less than 10 minutes.

Hey, I am here, but I can’t find your room.”

I told John to use the side­ways to avoid hav­ing to pass thru the recep­tion­ist. I some­how thought it felt weird when the recep­tion­ist knows who your guests are.

John was this slen­der look­ing boy. Typ­i­cal Chi­nese boy look, fair and smooth skin com­plex­ion and a dull look­ing hair­style. John star­tled a lit­tle when he first saw me. Per­haps it was because I was still in my clothes that I was wear­ing since morning.

Did you bring the poppers?”

John took out a small brown bot­tle and flick it to the bed before mov­ing toward the toi­let. Ever since try­ing pop­pers (Amyl Nitrate), always had pre­ferred to have one of those on standby.

I was lay­ing down on the bed, almost falling asleep, before John climbs over the bed.

He took off my belt, then undid my pants and pulled down my underwear.

He put my still flac­cid dick into his mouth. The warm and moist feel­ing strike right into me, send­ing pulse of erot­ic sig­nals and trig­gers to the brain. It did not too long before my dick was all stand­ing erected.

He climbed up to me, align­ing my dick to his anus, slow­ly low­er­ing him­self, push­ing my dick into him. It slid right in, it was­n’t too tight, not that loose, but it did felt a lit­tle ‘used’. After­all, he did men­tion that he did not get enough of it, from a pre­vi­ous hook up.

It was a pret­ty casu­al fuck, pick­ing up the hump­ing pace once a while. I tried sev­er­al posi­tions with him and set­tled with dog­gy style after that. It was get­ting late, John did men­tion he has an ear­ly morn­ing tomorrow.

So, enough for tonight?”

John let out a few soft moans. I unloaded inside him.

So, wan­na keep in touch?” I asked.
“Sure, call me when­ev­er you are in town.” 
“What should I save your name as?”
“John, will do.”
“Okay, John Will Do.”

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