Make up your mind

I drove, thinking about what to do for our date. I considered going to the movies, and then to dinner. Before I knew it, I was already at the door of my girlfriend's house. I stood there for a minute, thinking about our plans. She opened the door, with my fist an inch away from the door.

"You ready?" I asked, thinking rapidly now.
"Yeah," she replied.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked, hoping she had somewhere in mind.
"Let's go to that new restaurant. The one near the mall."
"Mmkay," I said, relieved.
We drove and she began to talk about her school day. She was 21 and i was 23. I'd graduated the year before, and was currently in medical school, while she was still in college. I used to be on the basketball team, so I'm pretty muscular, and so is Kelly. She plays soccer. She's smart and sexy. Perfect. 
Kelly was talking.
"-and then she knocked over his books. Isn't that awful?" 
"Yeah." 
"Yeah. So I went over to help him and..."
"Mm... We're there."

We walked inside, and grabbed a seat. We sat near the stage, where there was a singer. We ordered, then talked.
Our food came out, with an some wine we didn't order.
"From the gentleman over there," said the waitress to Kelly.
"Thanks?" she said. Then, "Who does that guy think he is?"
"I dunno," I said looking over. With some shock, I realized who it was. It was my ex-boyfriend, John. He was staring straight at me with a questioning look on his face. I got what he meant. "Are you on a date with a girl?" He looked the same. Taller than me, muscled body from who knows what, charming smile, etc. I made some 'shoo' motions, but couldn't stop my emotions. My eight-inch slowly stiffened in my pants. We had some good times. He motioned 'bathroom' and then 'five minutes'. 
"What is he doing?" she asked.
"I'm... not sure," I said innocently.
Five minutes later, I told her where I was going.
"'Kay," she said, unsuspicious.

I walked casually but quickly to the bathroom. I couldn't help feeling anxious. I was trying to control my still rock-hard penis, but it wouldn't obey me. I managed to cover it with my shirt.
I pushed through the door, and turned around the corner. His hands wrapped around my head, and his lips collided with mine. He kissed passionately, and wouldn't let me escape. After a few seconds, I fell into his charm and snaked my arms around his waist. We stood there for a few minutes, immobile except for our lips. Then, his tongue darted into my mouth, and thrashed around like an eel. His hands found my ass and squeezed hard. I let out a yelp, muffled by our kiss. 

Through the waistband they went, dropping my pants. His hands went up my shirt, trying to take them off, but I stopped him.
"What if someone sees us?"
"We'll go to my apartment then." his voice was smooth, just how i remembered it. I pulled up my pants, and we walked out, and headed for my car, Kelly forgotten.

It felt like forever until we got to his apartment. Into the elevator, and to his room. He locked the door, and turned around. My lips found his and we started again. I was stripped in no time at all, and he started running his hands over my body. He dropped his pants, and I remembered his nine and a half inch dick. His shirt came off too, and he pushed down on my shoulders lightly. I dropped to my knees obligingly and took his manhood in my mouth. It had been five months since I'd tasted a cock, and it felt good to have one. My tongue attacked whatever it could reach, then he inhaled sharply, and filled my mouth. I swallowed it in one gulp, and he pulled me up. He spun me around and bent me over in one motion. I hadn't been fucked in five months, so I braced myself. He didn't go easy on me. I bit my lip as his battering ram went in and out. I grabbed the bed posts.

His hands wormed their way around my body. One found my stiff cock, and the other found my left nipple. He stroked and rubbed. He began licking my ear, puttin me in heaven. 

I knew I didn't want Kelly anymore.