I started reading and was disappointed. I have nothing against guys my age and enjoy playing with them but tonight and hopefully this weekend I had something else on my mind. Something only a skinny young twink could satisfy. I politely responded to each, letting him know in each case that while his offer was interesting, it was not what I was looking for. I cleared each of the accumulated messages and then noticed that a new one had rolled in.“I’m not exactly in the age group you’re looking for,” it started and I inwardly groaned, “but I’m hoping you’ll make an exception for a 19 year old.” I felt my cock harden and press against my gym shorts. His profile was blank but he told me his stats were: “19, 130, 5’9”, cut cock.”I responded immediately: “you are exactly what I’m looking for.” We chatted back and forth and confirmed that he was only a few miles east of my location. “Are you mobile?” I asked. “Not really,” he replied, “but I could take an Uber to you if you want.” “Are you ready now,” I texted. Then there was a pause in the discourse. “Shit,” I thought, “I’ve lost him.” But a few seconds later he responded: “not just now but
