He was a bit taller than me at 6', 6'1, and kind of effeminate looking. He would occasionally tease me that if I “wasn’t straight I’d be his boy...riend”, but he never pushed beyond that. He came straight up to me and gave me a smile like he knew something I didn't.Curious what that look was all about – I assumed he had another wry, funny story about one of his sexual conquests or failures – I asked, “Hey, what’s up with you?”But he cocked his head and spoke into my ear, "I'm just deciding which. Id browse the profiles and swap pics with other users but either they would flake or i would bottle it last min. I got chatting to one user who was not that far from me and he wasnt just the usual pic hunter, he found out i worked in a garage and asked if i could look at his car and maybe have some fun after. I was argueing with myself in my head for a couple of hours deciding if i should or not when my cock made the choice for me. I messaged him saying i would be on my own at work at a certain. "I'm a mess, Mom." he said. "A little help?" I took a deep breath. I'd already put his cock in my mouth, even if just for a second. I had nothing to be shy about at this point. So I walked over to him. I looked down at his body. His cock was semi-hard and as I looked at it, it started growing thick. "Don't you move or touch me," I warned him. Then I'll be damned if I didn't lean over and lick up the cum from his stomach and chest. I got the majority of it in my mouth. I stood back up and with a. I was gasping andmoaning with each thrust. Finally, he removed the shaft of ice from me. It wasnow melted down to about eight inches long and maybetwo inches wide. I felt great relief, I hung exhausted,but still very excited. Pulling the blindfold stocking off my eyes he showed methe frozen rod, dripping with the melted ice, and myown hot juices. He pulled the handle out of it, thenwalking around behind me again, he shoved the entireremaining length into my anus, past the tight.