It gets me hard just typing this. After some time getting things settled, I'd like for him to come pick me up (I don't have my own car, so I would nee... someone to come get me), and take me to his place. I'd be nervous of course, but eager at the same time. It'd be nice if he'd maybe tease me with his cock a bit when I get in his car, just pulling it out, maybe just the tip, and showing me what I have to look forward to. Once we'd get to his place, I'd appreciate if we just acted like friends,. Eventually, we arrived at a secluded spot. There was some sort of abandoned building that looked like it was about to fall down, and had boards on all the windows. Dean came around to my side of the car and opened the door. He took my hand and pulled me out."Follow me."I did. We walked into the building and I saw a chair with straps, a pole, a pile of chains, and a pair of handcuffs. I was instantly terrified. What DID he have planned? Where was this going? What did he want to do to me? Before. I got close to cumming a few times, but I held off. After a couple hours there, and a couple beers, it was time to go to the concert.I felt kind of like a pervert at the strip club, in those slutty little shorts and my cock obviously making a huge bulge. No other guys went there wearing so little. But I was even more nervous about going into a very popular concert venue downtown, wearing the shorts and sweatshirt. I got naked in my car and drove downtown that way, lubing my cock and stroking. You love watching me suffer in pleasure, begging for release. You wish you could keep it up, but you can’t wait to bury yourself inside me. You suddenly slide your fingers out and slide your cock in as fast and hard as you can, pushing as deep as you can go, making me scream. You can’t believe how fucking tight and hot my pussy feels, your toes curl as it takes everything inside you to glide your big fat cock out of me slowly, until just the head, is nuzzled inside. You feel my pussy gripping.