We met on a site where people post pics of mostly Asian girls.
He had a favorite, and so did I.
I saw he was looking for a certain set, and having seen a link somewhere, sent it along to him.
He was grateful, and seemed like a nice guy, so I used to forward any sightings I had of his favorite girl to him whenever I had the chance.
This progressed to me sending him a daily pic of his ‘girl’ - he seemed to need cheering up, as he had some medical issues.
He sometimes would return the favor, but it was mostly me doing all the footwork.
This went on for many months, with no other interests than these innocent pics exchanged between us.
This all changed with one correspondence, though.

I happened to mention I liked the look of a hard cock in one of my messages, not knowing how he would respond.
His next message to me was along the lines of ‘so do I, sometimes.’
I thought to myself ‘have I found another guy who likes cocks as much as I do?’
Needless to say, I pushed the conversation towards this end, and started to mention how much I liked cock and cum and this was a large part of my sexual make-up these days.
To my surprise, he told me he felt somewhat the same.
I was very surprised, as this was the first mention by him that he was into cocks as well.

After that, the messages started to take on another dimension, as we both let down our guards with regards to how we really felt.
I upped the ante and sent him a pic of my hard cock, and requesting he do the same.
He loved the pic and said he had trouble uploading his from his phone, but, looking back, this may have been a ruse, and he simply didn’t want to share this part of himself.
‘He loved the pic’ is a vast understatement, as he went wild over any I sent him of myself - gushing over how hot they were with much enthusiasm.
This went on for weeks, with him confessing he was compiling all my pics into a ‘special folder’ he would look at and masturbate to.
He had definite favorites and knew them by number (‘number 5 is so hot’, etc.)
I have to admit, this was a turn-on for me, to have someone so enamored with my cock as to jerk-off to it regularly.
He would tell me how beautiful my cock was, and how he came looking at it, and even blowing up a pic on his screen and licking it while playing with himself.
I used to joke: ‘I’ve turned you into a cockoholic!’
But he would always counter: ‘no, I just love your cock.’
And as things usually go, this behavior too, escalated.

Although I resisted at first, he got to me by saying he would love to lick and suck my balls, something that turns me on strongly.
One late night, after work, as we were writing back and forth, I started to feel excited.
I didn’t know how he would react, but told him: ‘do you mind if I take my cock out and start to jerk-off?’
He wrote back immediately and said ‘of course not.’
He had a real gift for writing nasty things and walked me though such a hot scenario that I came in an explosive orgasm - something I was not expecting.
Not wishing to leave him in a excited state, I did the same, and made him cum strongly.
We would always make sure both of us were satisfied before signing-off for the night, which sometimes resulted in some very late evenings.
This was something special, with our chemistry bonding us together as virtual fuck and suck buddies.

Over the next few months, we explored so many hot and nasty scenarios that we were both amazed at how good it could be.
At times, we would agree to meet online at a certain time, say 7 pm., and the excitement would build all day, resulting in much cum spurted between us.
It seemed we were on the same level, with me egging him on, then he taking the reins and taking me further than I was expecting to go - it was very spontaneous and fun.
He captivated me with his stories, which included:
him sucking me off,
him sucking me off, while licking my balls,
him sucking me off, while fucking my ass with a dildo,
him fucking us both with a double dildo.
These stories were hot, and used to get me off wonderfully, but even these progressed to methods I didn’t know I would enjoy:
him fucking my ass,
him fucking my ass while jerking me off,
him fist-fucking my ass.
I would sometimes tell him to repeat a word or phrase that would get me going, and this he did perfectly.

When I told him I could deep-throat my realistic dildo, this drove him crazy and he insisted we include this into our chats, which we did, many times.
These exchanges took place on a forum, through our mailboxes.
This added to the excitement, as you had to wait for a new message to appear, and when we got into a rhythm, you would know just when to hit ‘refresh’ and see that little red notice notifying of a new message you couldn’t wait to read.
(I often thought of using a camera to take things to another level, but it never progressed to that.)
Sometimes, when he wasn’t available, I used to re-read the chats and cum to them - that’s how hot they were.

All good things come to an end, they say, and this was no different.
One day I received a message from him stating this was his last day at the forum and wishing me good luck.
I was surprised, to say the least, as I thought we were a good couple, and gave each other what the other needed at the time.

The most unique thing about this situation was both of our abilities to switch to another persona, if need be.

For instance, if he wanted to have my cock down his throat, we would go with this scenario, but if I suddenly felt submissive and want to have my ass fucked, he would play this role.

This is not something easily found, as most people are either tops or bottoms, I've found.

To be honest, I felt a bit hurt at the suddenness of his decision, but left it at that.
The best thing about all this was it grew naturally out of our admiration of girls images - no ulterior motives.
But then progressed to something bigger than both of us.
I think I may have been too much for him to handle, although you’d never know it.