Internet fling

Regardless, it is something real that happened to me and that happens to many people, and I want to share it so that I may feel some sort of relief.

It all happened last year, I was always very busy with college, so I hardly ever had time to nurture a social life. Add my part time job to that, and that leaves all my free time to be spent studying. I was kinda depressed and stressed for a while, but that was soon to change, maybe for the better.

I should describe myself first. I am quite short, at 5’8, with short brown hair and green eyes. I have a slim build, and a deep voice that kind of goes against my overall looks. I consider myself a stylish guy.

Anyway, moving on with the story. I was always studying and working, like I mentioned before, but one particular weekend I was free from college duties and had it off at work. It was my first off weekend in quite a while. This is actually not true, but the fact that I always have homework to work on makes me feel like I never have days off.

Anyway, that particular weekend I invested a lot of time in using social media, particularly Twitter. I do not have much time to do so, so my social media account was kinda dead. I wanted to light it up, so I became obsessed during that particular weekend. A bit into my Twitter obsession, I met a guy online, who lived just a state away from me. Like I mentioned before, my rigorous schedule leaves me little time to socialize, so I was thrilled to meet someone new.

I had kind of given up on guys at my college, because they all seemed goal-less and pretty raunchy, which clashes with my quiet demeanor. This one guy I met online, Brad, seemed to be smart, funny and patient. He had to be patient with me, at least, because of how awkward I am and how little time to be available I have. Anyway, that weekend we began to chat more and more, getting to know each other better.

Then, the weekend came to an end and I was slapped by my reality: work and study eating up all my time. I was sure I could not keep up with Brad and therefore, he would forget about me and move on. This kind of scared me but, alas, he was patient and told me “I was worth the wait”. That truly melted me and made me like him much more. He seemed genuine.

Weeks continued to pass, and now I had to juggle my studies, work load and time to engage with Brad online to keep developing our friendship at the time. Not too long after, we started the usual; flirting. I have always been a klutz at flirting but Brad made me feel very special. I tried my best to be good to him, and keep him interested in me. I think I kind of succeeded at that.

We continued to talk and our conversations began to get more and more personal, more flirty, more romantic… it was pretty cute. I had never had something long distance, but things were looking up for both of us. After a while, we made plans to meet up in the summer, when we both were free from chores and able to travel and see each other. I lived in campus so during summer, it was easy for me to pick up my gear and travel anywhere. We decided I would go to his house, he had already talked to his parents about this.

Weeks continued to pass, and things seemed to be going slower with every passing day. All I could think about at this point was meeting Brad, and doing things with him. I really craved his kissing and his hugs and looking at him, I thought getting all that would make me happy once again. Brad really cheered up my days and made me look forward to something in my otherwise dull, routinely days.

By this point, of course, we were horny and lusting for each other. Until then, we had only flirted and said dirty stuff, but never concreted anything. Then, we decided to send pics. It all began by surprise, really. I opened my messages to find a picture of him naked sitting there. I was shocked and had to wait to get to my dorm to admire it, I had a boner almost the entire day. When I got home, I was able to inspect the picture I received; it was better than what I had glanced just hours before.

He was very well hung. His penis was in a darker tone than his skin, and it was sort of veiny, and thick. It was long as well, and circumcised. My mouth watered for it and I was a virgin. It made me horny beyond imagination, and I felt I had to reply with the same kind of picture. So, I took my pants down and took a picture for him.

“You got me hard all day”

My message was straightforward. My dick was noticeable smaller than his, but he still liked it. I am not so long but I am thick, which is fine by me.

“Can’t wait to have all that for myself, baby boy”

His text turned me on even more. We spent the rest of the night exchanging nude pics and dirty texts, and we even masturbated to each other on video. It was a steamy night, even if we were so far away from each other. We were far, but I felt connected like never before. He seems truly interested in me, and from that night onward he was more attentive.

All I wanted then was to meet up with Brad, but there were still a few weeks left till summer came to us. I waited patiently and finished all my exams, then I was ready to go. We both were eager for this moment, which we waited for months to come… I had to cancel my family meeting and told them I was staying in campus to gain extra credit studying during summer.

The trip was shorter than I imagined, and getting to Brad’s and meeting him was worth the wait. His family was very lovely and accepting of us, and I felt nice there. We went on a couple of dates; he took me out to know the city he lived in. It was a magical moment.

Then, of course, we had sex. It was great. His big cock felt nice and warm inside of me, and he was a very romantic lover. His parents were almost never home, so we were able to fuck in the bedroom, living room, kitchen and even on the dining table. He was eager to explore things with me and I gave him my virginity in exchange of pleasure and love. I felt truly loved and wanted during these few days I spent with him, going out and having sex almost every day. It was worth the wait. I felt lucky.

Then. After the trip was over and I had to return to campus, things got bad. He started to become distant, and even when asked about it, he said he was just getting a bit busy. I was puzzled. I was always busy but always made time for him. It was something I made sure I did, but suddenly he was too busy for me. I tried to not let it get to me, but then one day, he just ghosted me.

He blocked me on Twitter and also blocked my number, with no previous explanation of what had happened. It was crushing and I went back to a depression state which I hated and just got over it recently. I wasted so much of my time for a guy who fucked me and then discarded me.