bare-middleton-4

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Blonde

Subject: Bare Middleton (4) This is a fictional story I have about this up and coming British singer. Paul Middleton is a big hunky bear of a man that happens to have a silky smooth singing voice that can lull you into a nice peaceful state. And it don’t hurt that he is a big piece of hairy deliciousness. It is only fiction as I have never met, and may never meet this gorgeous beast. But I do hope you enjoy my little tale. Bare Middleton (4) Back Stage… … The time flew over the next few weeks. Paul was now in the states. He had two shows before his Florida gig. And I was going to be flying out on a Tuesday for his show in Thursday. I had taken the week off to go down and enjoy Florida. I call mom to let her know I was coming down for a visit. She was so pleased. I would head up to Disney in Florida where his show was going to be. Then go to the park after the show and have a bit of fun. I had a friend that lived up there and we would meet up in Disney to hang out. “So it will be nice to meet” said the latest message I got from Paul The hunky man had sent me several messages though social media over the weeks. He had me so excited and horny to meet him. And he was kind of flirting with me a bit. Or at least that’s how I took it. And it didn’t help that there were new pictures on his page of him in Speedos. I nearly bust a nut from them. His thick meaty legs were on display and the nice fullness at the crotch pouch held the promise of what may be a nice dick. “Fuck me!” I blurted when I saw them “He is all kinds of hotness” “I so cannot wait to be near this big hunk” But I then said to myself that I shouldn’t get my hopes up. This hunk wasn’t meeting me for sex. Even though those images floated around in my head. And boy were they intense. Rolling around in hotel room or maybe a tour bus if he was using that. bursa escort bayan Me and the big hunky Paul messing around on some bed somewhere. Me laying on his hot naked chest and feeling the dick somewhere below. Maybe under the sheets. Kissing his lips as he talked to me. His deep soft voice a soothing sound that would pull me into anything this man wanted of me. “No. Just a fan” I said to myself But I still wanted him. I could not help it. He was to me a dreamy piece of maleness. I saw my mother first off. Then headed up to the Disney area to hook up with my friend. We entered the ‘Magic Kingdom’ and went to many fun attractions. I told her that I was going to see this ‘gay’ singer there the next evening. She then said that I should have told her. That she would have gone. “You know I live my gays” she said “So who is it” I pulled out my home and showed her one of Paul’s cover videos. She thought he was okay but glad that I didn’t ask her to come. ‘Not what she expected form a gay singer’. She had said “Jeez” I huffed back “Not all gay singers are thumbing disco beats” “Noo”! She chortled “Nothing like that. He just seems so serious” “A bit to mellow for me” . I looked at her and calked her a ‘Fag Hag’ and she called me a ‘Fag’ back. Then we both laughed. She then said that he looked like a ‘bear’. “Looks like your type” she said jokingly “No. He does not” I chimed back trying to seem uninterested “I think he has a soulful voice” Think I looked sown at the screen and then gave a look of acknowledgement of her comment. Then said “he is kind of cute”. She smiled and then said I should be his groupie. We both giggled at that. We finished the day and she said to meet her on Saturday in downtown Orlando. That we could hang out some more. I agreed. We hugged and I went make to my hotel. I had sent the big görükle escort hunk my seat number as he asked for it. Indicating that he would know where I was in the arena. I jerked off to his sexy pictures that night and then slept with thoughts of him in my bed again. On me and in me. Sighing in deep sleep. “Paul” I cooed in slumber. The night of the show I tried to make myself look as good as possible for the big hunk. Not that the whole meeting thing would actually happen. Even though I seriously hoped he would keep his word. But had no illusions he would seek me out. This big beary man could have sent messages to multiple guys to see who took the bait. I got into the shoe palace and into my seat. I was surely not close by all means. So even if the stud were looking for me I doubt he could see me in the the vastness of the crowds there. ‘First floor 33 rows back’. Yeah I doubt he would see me. I had the mini binoculars that you could carry in your pocket so I could at least see him better. “Place is full of gays” I said as I looked around. I looked around at all the guys there. It was obvious most were there due to their lust of the man I also had the hots for. So more and more I doubted he would follow through in saying hi and meeting. “Too many swooning gays in this place for him” I said “I don’t have a chance” But again I remembered I did like his singing and I really wasn’t there for a possible hook up. So I say It back and tried to enjoy his show. And when the show started and he came out I sighed as I saw him. Man he looked great. He wore nice jeans that fit him meaty lower half nicely. I could see he had a nice package in those grey jeans on his big yummy butt. He also wore a wight polo that was snug on his big body. It was covered by a leather vest that showed off his big meaty bursa escort bayan arms. “My God. He is beautiful” I huffed softly “Fantastic looking man” Yes I was very enamored with his big beefy frame. And even though he was still far away. Even with my binocs’, I could see enough to get my loins all a twitch. The big bear sang a few familiar songs. I sang along with them as my heart swooned as he moved across the stage. Looking at the big gorgeous bear as he sang there, crooning us all with his mellow delicious voice. “He is soo dreamy” I said. The show soon came to an end and I saw him down there waving at the crowd. Thanking us all for coming. Then he started one more song. His encore I took it it was a romantic song and I smiled as he sang it. Sighing as I looked at his through my binocs’. Then I saw a guy come over to the edge of my row. He waved at me as he shot a flashlight at me. Those around me thoughtful was in trouble as he asked me to get up and come with him. I got up and moved to the end if the row. At first I thought was in trouble. But as I reached the end of the seats I remembered telling Paul where my seat was. I smiles at the thought that he had remembered. That he wanted to meet. “I am gonna meet him!” I said almost giddy “Gonna meet Paul” “Fuck” I felt a twitch in my pants at the though of being near the big gorgeous bear. I was lead down to the front and side of the stage area. That when the security guy saud to wait there where he lead me. “Paul will meet you in a minute” he said with a smile. “Sit here!” I did as I looked out to the stage. Looked out to the hunk as he finished his song. The crowed burst into claps and cheers. I saw him grab a towel and wiped himself off. Then he drank water and thanked everyone again. He waved and then walked off the stage. I could see sweat had collected under his arms from performing. His hair was damp too. He stepped down the stage stairs to the back stage where I was sitting. He looked beat. Still working sweat off and hydrating. Then he looked and saw me. Then he smiled at me…. To be continued

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32