A Guy Name Kyle from Craigslist

I have said in my past posts that I'm a bi-curious guy with cerebral palsy. But what happen to me on the day of September 20, 2017 will live on in this story that I’m about to tell...

This happen when I was surfing through Craigslist in the “Men seeking Men” section of the Personals. And found something that caught my eye. It was an advertisement for naked massage for men. At first, I was scared because I never talk to people from CL and I don’t trust the fact that a young 33 years-old would talk to a guy with CP. From that point on I began to talk to my NEW friend (I’ll name him) Kyle..

Within a day or two of talking to Kyle through texts about how would he get me inside his home and what he would do to me, etc. etc. I also told him that he would need to undress me, help me get situated on the bed comfortably, etc. Kyle assured me that everything would be done right and he’ll take good care of me and especially MY NEEDS! I also told him to make sure to play with my balls and he replied back: “We’ll have a awesome time.”

The day came and I was indeed nervous and excited at the same time. It took me two trains and a 20-minutes walk to get to his home, which was down a single lane dead-end roadway, with houses on both sides, so close together that you can see your next-door neighbor showering or going to the restroom.

I rode my chair to the bottom of his three-steps porch, also hearing barking dogs from inside and the neighbors as well. My nerves was in hyperdrive and right then I was hoping of NOT seeing a 75 years old guy walking out. To my surprised of my eyes, the face picture we traded through our text was true in form: Kyle’s brown hair, brown eyes, soft white skin and little freckles on his face was melting me.

I was so excited to get his hands and arms around my body to walk me inside to my first naked massage and perhaps more...

His 5-4 cute stature body of his couldn’t get my 5-5 self upon the first step; Kyle’s (looked to be) 78 years old neighbor tried to help BUT with no luck, both men couldn’t get me in. I was heartbroken and angry at myself.

Once back into my power-chair, I looked at Kyle and notice that he was figuring out of other ideas of how else we would go about this? I mention to him of any public restrooms and he said you want to do “it” in the bathroom? I nodded my head “yes” and with that we were off to Wendys down the street.

As we walked into the restroom, I was glad to see that it was a “one-room” restroom. As soon Kyle looked the door behind us; I KNEW that THIS WAS IT! From that point, Kyle walked and stood right in front of me; his ever perfect hands of his started to untied the strings to my H&M sweats and pulling them off with my (Mormon) garment-bottoms down to my ankles.

With my soft crock and my balls hangging in full-view of his mouth, Kyle asked for his “payment” and after giving his well deserved payment...He was off and running!

Right when his whole mouth was wrapped around my head, and shaft. The feeling of his, breath, tongue and saliva on my crock sent an exhilarating of shock down my spine...I finally got what I long for, not only a touch/rub of my nipples but also love from another human being, a special guy name: Kyle!

With every suck of my shaft, with every pint of saliva onto my crock, with every suck of my two balls; I was indeed in Heaven! Within seconds, my 7-incher was at full-mast. I began to bring my right hand to hold Kyle’s head in place and wanted him to deepthroat and hold all 7 inch of my crock inside his mouth; at that moment, Kyle gave me my first blowjob ever in my 35 years of life. Humping of my hips came after...

I pulled on Kyle hair to bring his head up towards mine and with our eyes locked on each other for a two seconds stare down. We began to passionately kissed each other lips and having also my first ever, tongue-to-tongue action. After what it seems forever, Kyle’s mouth was back on at sucking my balls and cock; I however was back to my mesmerizing state of awesomeness feeling!

Sucking, pumping, stroking, playing with my foreskin and balls with his tongue and hand of Kyle went on for a good-solid six minutes.

And that when it happen, and it wasn’t my right-hand doing. It was a guy name: Kyle, a guy I texted for the past two days, a guy that I alone met on Craigslist, a guy that is indeed special in my own eyes. Kyle indeed made me shoot five to six ropes of cum all over my right thigh, and onto his left arm and hand.

I did moan a sigh of relief and a big smile of gratitude on my face is all I could give to Kyle.

Kyle took care in wiping off the mess of cum from my thigh and even gently wipe down my shaft and sides with care. Before putting back my garment bottoms and sweats, he kissed my pubic bone and gave one last kissed on my foreskin.  And before we headed out the door, we did one more for the road kiss.

Once outside in the parking-lot. I told Kyle: “Thank you for that.” He then replied: “No problem, it was my pleasure for doing that for you. Text me again.”

We ended our meeting of each other with a big hug and we went our separate ways...