A gay story: Blank Profile Cody Johnson waited patiently at his own home, checking his phone for any messages on Grindr from the blank profile that reached out to him a week ago. Like most anonymous accounts, it was void of pictures and had a generic handle. ‘Kevin’ it said, probably not the person’s real name.
He had recently re-downloaded the app following his break up. He was dating his ex for about a year. They parted amicably. The relationship had ran its course and they decided that it maybe beneficial for both of them to see other people.
Cody decided to take this new found freedom to better himself. He was the type of guy who likes to have a boyfriend. At 33, he had been in 5 long term relationships. His last one was the shortest while the others ranged from 2 to 5 years. This time around he wanted to stay single and maybe date more people.
Physically speaking, Cody was your average white guy. A bit short, standing at 5’7 and average build. He wasn’t one to spend his time working on his body. He was what people would call skinny fat. He had a head of brown hair and a full beard. If he was to determine a gay tribe to pertain to, it would be that of the otters. His glasses gave him the nerdy look, which was ironic considering he wasn’t the best at school. This didn’t meant that he was stupid or uneducated though. He was smart enough to get a bachelors degree in philosophy by going through community college first then taking those credits and getting into his local college, tremendously reducing his student loan.
After two months of focusing on himself, he decided that it was time for him to start seeing new people. His goal was to see a variety of guys and not get too attached to the first one who gave him attention. His friends, who were living the single life celebrated this change and were excited to bring him into the fold of hookup culture.
Cody tried meeting guys at bars and clubs by going out with friends, but found himself awkward when meeting new people. Constantly being in relationships left his flirting skills dull and unpolished. That was when his friends told him to meet guys online. He was overwhelmed by the forwardness of the men on the apps. They were rude, horny and generally just horrible.
Cody’s sex drive was also average. He was used to love making once to twice a week with a steady partner. The idea of having to find a new guy every single time he wanted affection drained him of his energy. The type of sex he liked was what most people would call vanilla and considering the busing gay community in the city he was living in, if someone wasn’t getting fisted, it wasn’t even considered as fucking. Another appalling thing he was exposed to was the amount of sick fetishes that were out there. From, feet, to scat and piss play, he didn’t know if he could survive outside his comfort zone.
That being said, if he really wanted to see new people, he had to adapt to what was out there. He had enough experience with being in a relationship, now it was time to try new stuff.
His friends warned him of the perils of meeting people on an app. Cat fishing, ghosting, bait and switch etc. By the time they had finished lecturing him, he was well versed on the art of Grindr culture.
‘Kevin’ being a blank profile was not a bad thing. Pictures can be sent privately. Cody was however caught off guard when after sending his photos, the other person refused to send his own. He was told that ‘he would do’ for the other guy, assuming he was a guy, indicating that he was attractive enough.
This should have been the moment when Cody should have blocked the stranger. Refusing to show one’s face in regards to meeting to eventually hook up is a red flag. But since he didn’t really send anything revealing or vulgar, he decided to keep chatting him up. ‘Kevin’ revealed to him that he was bi.
Intrigued by the circumstances, Cody pressed for more information. ‘Kevin’ had no intention of fucking him, however the type of activity he had in mind still remained of sexual nature.
They chatted for hours. Cody found out that ‘Kevin’ was only 24 years old and was single. They were able to talk about a lot of stuff but also reveal so few things about themselves other than the things they had said at the beginning.
It was decided that a week from then, ‘Kevin’ and Cody would meet at the latter’s house for drinks. During the days that followed leading to their eventual encounter, the two of them kept chatting each other. Even though they were speaking through Grindr, most of their topics were not of sexual nature. It varied from day to day stuff, to ideologies, movies, sports, music and many more.
That Saturday evening, Cody didn’t really prepare anything fancy. He cleaned his home as one would when they knew that guests were coming. He dressed casually as if he was going for a night out even though he would stay in the whole time. He had drinks ready and something to snack on, not a full blown meal since they had agreed to meeting after dinner.
The distinct sound of a Grindr message alerted Cody. It was ‘Kevin’. ’10 minutes’ it said.
10 minutes later, he heard a knock on his door. Cody opened his door up to where the chain would permit to get a glimpse of who was on the other side and say ‘Hi’ but when he saw the man in front of him he was frozen in place unable to utter anything.
“Cody?” Asked the hunk.
“Thats me. Are you Kevin?” Said Cody baffled.
“Yeah.” Said the stranger, as he held up his phone showing their conversation on Grindr.
Cody let his guest in and asked if he wanted something to drink.
“I’ll take a beer.” Said ‘Kevin’.
Cody handed him a can of beer that ‘Kevin’ opened and started drinking.
“So… we finally meet ‘Kevin’.” Said Cody while ‘Kevin’ was still drinking his beer. He was trying his best to be normal.
After a few gulps ‘Kevin’ put his beer on the coffee table. Unlike Cody who was awkwardly shuffling on his sit, he was confident and comfortable.
“The name’s Jack by the way. Not Kevin.” He said.
“Oh, I see. Jack.” Repeated Cody.
“I didn’t want to put my real name there for everyone to see. Figured I’d put a fake one.” He said.
Cody was having a hard time not to stare. Jack was jacked. A total beefcake. He was incredibly tall and his shirt and pants were straining from his massive body. ‘Look him in the eyes’ he told himself and that was what he did but his face was also a distraction. This man was other worldly handsome. He had blue eyes, a square jaw, defined cheek bones and chocolate brown hair. This guy won the genetic jackpot.
“Ok.” Said Cody. He didn’t really know what to say. He thought that talking for a week through Grindr for hours would lessen the awkwardness. Usually that was the case, his friends told him during their lectures. But he didn’t factor in Jack’s (formerly known as ‘Kevin’) looks. No matter what scenario, a handsome hunk like him was going to illicit the same type of reaction from someone like Cody.
Jack could tell that Cody was hot for him. He was a bit self absorbed and he knew that he was quite a sight to see. It was hard not to notice because ever since he hit puberty everyone wanted to bed him. Women threw themselves at him, and he was happy to give them what they wanted. He fucked them good and enjoyed every minute of it. He had no problem picking up girls and knew that if he wanted to, he could easily pick up guys because like the ladies, a lot of gay men propositioned him for a good time as well. He accepted most of them filling their throats with his semen. They knew how to suck his huge appendage. He was attractive and sexy and there was nothing wrong with acknowledging it. He flirted his way out of situations and took advantage of what his looks could offer. Besides, it wasn’t like the other party wasn’t getting anything out of the exchange. They get his attention and a ton of lucky gals and fags also got his long fat dick wedged in their sopping wet pussies or mouths, while he gets his way.
“You like what you see?” Flirted Jack, flashing Cody his pearly whites.
His statement made Cody blush so hard his ears began turning red. He quickly averted his gaze elsewhere.
His reaction made Jack smile even more. He liked having this effect on people. It was an immediate ego boost. But he wasn’t here for this. So he had to suppress this side of him.
“About what we came here to do…” Jack started staying.
“Yeah, I didn’t really get what you wanted from me.” Said Cody.
“You see…” Jack began telling Cody his request. Basically he wanted to be worshipped by someone particular. Someone older, someone who knew him but wasn’t compelled by his looks. This was the reason he refused to exchange pictures and by chatting the whole week, he knew that he wasn’t a creep, but someone who had his head on his shoulders.
“I get it.” Said Cody after Jack’s explanation. He was still confuse about some stuff though.
“But why me? A guy?” Added Cody.
Jack began scratching his head. He knew he could trust Cody but it was his time to be embarrassed.
“You see, I grew up without a father…” Uttered Jack sheepishly letting the sentence linger.
“Oh, Ok.” Answered Cody trying to not be surprised. “So what exactly do you want me to do?” He inquired.
Jack answered by taking one of Cody’s hand and placing it on his package. Looking straight into his eyes, he said: “I want you to jerk me off.”
Cody’s heart began beating fast. His hand felt the warmth of his cock. It was hard and he clearly noticed it twitching and pulsing.
The two made their way to the bedroom where Jack ordered Cody to take off his pants but not his underwear, to sit on the bed with his back against the headboard, his legs wide open and a pillow on his crotch area. Upon assuming the position he felt like he was made to be a human chair.
Jack at the meantime began disrobing. First his shirt. It was off in no time. He was a site to see and he knew it. Cody could tell that he loved working out.
“Wow!” Said Cody while drinking in the view before him. “How… How tall are You?” He asked.
“6’5.” Answered Jack nonchalantly as he fumbled with his belt. In one fell swoop he pulled his pants and underwear down revealing his trunk like hairy legs and his 12 inch cock on top of a heavy set of bull balls. Cody’s eyes were about to pop out of their sockets while his mouth opened on its own.
Jack was the definition of perfection. A prime male specimen. Cody couldn’t believe this handsome and sexy jock was here for plain old him and yet, he was standing before him in all his naked glory.
Cody was caught off guard when Jack started moving towards him. The muscular giant laid himself on his back on the human arm chair.
Jack was sprawled open, his head slightly above Cody’s chest, giving the latter a top view of his perfect physique. Both their hands began roaming his body, feeling the definitions of his pecs and abs while his towering cock stood up, rock hard.
Cody liked that he was a bit hairy. his fingers found Jack’s nipples and began playing with them causing the young beefcake to hiss and moan.
Jack on the other hand began stroking himself, grabbing the lube by the nightstand in arms reach, pouring a generous amount on his right hand and directly on his dick. Cody watched him carefully, his own penis hard, pressed on the pillow that separated it from the giant that was laying on top of him.
As if in trance, Cody reached out and touched the 12 inch of manhood while Jack willingly let him.
At that point, thanks to the lube, Cody began jacking his guest’s rod off in earnest. Up and down went his hand, disappearing in a blur at the speed he was going. Jack couldn’t help but stifle a moan as he watched himself get a handjob.
Besides the moaning and grunts, the two of them were rather quiet, not really talking to each other. They were focused on the task at hand or to be exact, at Cody’s hand that was stroking the turgid member with varying velocity.
As Cody did his best at jacking the hung jock off, he suddenly felt observed. Turning his attention from the cock to the face of his lover, he found Jack intently watching him. The two held each others’ gaze. The hunk’s look clearly showed that he was loving the manual manipulation of his dick. They were so close.
Cody decided to give Jack a kiss on the forehead. It was short but intense for both of them. This gesture gave the latter shivers. The hair on the back of his neck began standing up. He wanted more of that type of intimacy. It made his heart swell and feel a deep warmth at the pit of his stomach.
Cody was ready to pour his focus on jacking him off again but was surprised when Jack began kissing him on the neck up to the back of his ears causing him to falter a bit from the intense sensations. Those were his weak spots. He turned his head towards those assaulting lips crashing his own pair with them. That was the moment when it turned into a full blown make out session.
Jack rose from his position, turned around, grabbed the pillow he was laying on and threw it away. He went for Cody’s mouth and resumed their kiss. His tongue began darting out meeting his older lover’s and dominating it. The two of them moaned in each others’ mouths as they kept on necking.
Cody withdrew from their kiss and began roaming Jack’s neck and cheeks with his lips and tongue. The young hunk enjoyed this a lot. He moaned and groaned from the intensity of their activity.
Jack once again flipped on his side positioning Cody to do the same so they could face each other. He grabbed the latter’s hand and brought to his still hard cock, urging him to resume jacking him off. In no time they started making out once again while the manual manipulation of the turgid 12 incher was also ongoing.
Judging by all the things that was happening, Cody easily figured out that Jack had daddy issues. As their tongues wrestled and his hand massaged the slick pole, he wondered how he could make the experience better for his partner.
He interrupted their kiss, pulling away a couple of inches. He stared him in the eyes. The look on Jack’s face showed his confusion with a hint of hurt for the abrupt cessation of their make out session. He looked adorable, thought Cody.
“Good boy.” Cody whispered. His heart swelled when he saw Jack’s reaction to those two words. The giant hunk began blushing.
Cody felt the hunk’s cock harden even more so he decided the push things a little further. “Are you a good boy?” He asked, to which Jack answered by nodding affirmatively.
“Say it. Say you’re a good boy.” Cody said to him, while still jacking him off.
“I’m a good boy… Daddy.” Answered Jack, hesitating to add the last word.
“You like being a good boy for Daddy?” Asked Cody.
“Hmmmp, Ah… Yes Daddy.” Answered Jack.
Cody couldn’t believe what was happening, he was also getting swept away by the situation. He was not used to this, but he was enjoying himself.
Jack was so horned up by the line of questioning. In a daze, he crashed his lips to Cody’s and began kissing him passionately once again. He was hungry for his attention and approval.
Cody stopped jacking him off and focused on their intertwined mouths. Jack pulled him closer and his clothed body crashed to his naked one.
“I want to watch you jack off.” Said Cody, once again terminating their kiss.
Jack while keeping eye contact, laid on his back, grabbed his wet member and began beating his meat. Despite saying he wanted to watch him, Cody held his gaze, ignoring the hunk’s manual work on himself. He preferred observing his reactions.
“Are you gonna cum for Daddy?” Asked Cody.
Upon hearing this question, Jack was hit by a sudden wave of pleasure indicating his near eruption. His hand was a blur, his whole body stiffened as he began spraying ropes and ropes of cum on his chest and stomach.
Cody revelled at the show in front of him. He took pleasure in seeing Jack expel copious amount of jizz. He kissed his forehead and held him in his arms.
“Good boy.” He whispered.
Jack, exhausted after the intense orgasm, melted in Cody’s arm. He cozied up to him and in no time he was breathing heavily having already drifted off to sleep.
Cody enjoyed the moment. He ran his hand gently on Jack’s head, combing through his hair.
Just like the young hunk in his arms, he also dozed off.