The throb of the satellite radio caused the lights to move to beat. I topped the stairs and could see his tall, lithe body as a shadow. We closed the gap, hesitated for a moment to see each other and then began to kiss.
His lips were supple, almost betraying by how little real estate they occupied his face. But his tongue had a lizard-like quality. Darting into the recesses of my mouth and finding everything that I hid there. I swallowed my gum before he could scoop it up.
I pulled his body close to mine. Despite its thinness, I felt almost no bone. It had a sinew quality, almost snake-like.
Wait a moment.
I’d already bitten. To me, there would be no doubt. This temptation was too great. I wanted this man or devil or whatever mystery he held.
I cupped his incredible ass through the tight jeans and knew that this would be a fuck never to forget.
We found a vacant room and closed the door and locked it.
Our kissing resumed and, in something as close to romantic as I get, we slowly undressed. I felt every inch of his smooth skin. His short, curly brown hair provided enough length to grab it in a fist but something prevented me.
What the fuck?
Was I losing my edge?
I mean, this little fucker wanted to be used by me. We’d met on BarebackRT.com and he knew exactly what a twisted mindfuck I’d provide, as he’d found this blog first then sought me out on that hook-up site. Yet here I am, tenderly kissing a little slut and enjoying the fuck out of it.
* * *
‘What do you mean shut up?’
‘I mean,’ the internal dialog continues. ‘Shut the fuck up! There’s a hardon! What the fuck does it matter whether we actually treat this one like all the others or not.’
‘It matters,’ the other voice says. ‘There’s a reputation to uphold. There’s no fucking tenderness to fucking. Fuck! Dump cum! Go!’
‘That’s the encounters that are written about,’ the voice points out. ‘What about all the breedings that don’t get an entry.’
‘Some of them are pretty brutal.’
‘And some of them are not.’
A new voice enters: ‘How about all of you shut the fuck up!’
* * *
His skin feels like silk and that tongue — fucking hell, that tongue! I can’t wait to feel it on my body. He’s not wearing any underwear.
With our pants down around our knees, he kneels to begin sucking. I can now feel the full talent of his tongue across the entire based of my throbbing seven inches. He looks up at me, his deep brown eyes look up wanting… something. His mouth open. His oval face staring up and seeming to ask for a kind of approval. I just put my hand gently into his soft curls and guide him onto my cock.
I close my eyes and lose myself a moment, just concentrating on the sensation of him, his mouth, it’s motion up and down on my cock. He’s pretty good. Blowjobs generally lack a je ne sais quoi about them and cannot get me off. I try to find something remarkable about his. I mean, his tongue is longer than most and he’s doing a better than average job. But it’s just not all that great. But I love feeling his hair in my right hand.
* * *
‘What the fuck is wrong with you?’
‘You’re actually noticing how his hair feels?’ the voice says. ‘How gay is that?’
‘You’re getting soft in your old age.’
‘Shut the fuck up!’
* * *
I lifted him up and we kissed a moment before pushing him down to a doggie position. That’s when his ass opened up to me and I saw the brownish gray pucker for the first time.
His ass overall was graced with peach fuzz hair in a light brown. Interestingly, it seemed as if someone had groomed the little hair follicles perfectly as they lay in a starburst pattern around his hole. I didn’t approach with my normal caution.
With most bottoms, you wonder if he might be clean. Even if you know he’s washed up, you wonder just how well. But with him, my tongue went lapping at his hole and only tasted the sweetness of his flesh.
His hand began slapping the leatherette mattress in this dimly lit sex den and he moaned.
The hairs of his ass were so very soft, as if he’d conditioned them. I’d never licked hairs so soft. Hairs below the waist can be wiry and stiff. But his were like cashmere yarn. As I ran my fingertips along his crack and pried him open more for my tongue to dart into the damp hole, I continued exploring to find the fine hairs of his balls and pubes were equally fine and soft.
I smelled him and found the scent undeniable.
* * *
‘You’re a fucking moron.’
‘He smells good?’ the voice toys. ‘What next? China patterns?’
‘Fuck off,’ the other voice responds. ‘It’s fun.’
‘Fun?’ the voice slaps back. ‘You’re going to be pussy whipped.’
* * *
With enough ass eating, it’s so juicy that I know my cock will slide inside. So I stand. He slips off his shoes and pants. I remove my pants too, finding some poppers in the pockets for him, tossing it beside his outstretched hand where’s it’s continued to slap the mattress. Soon we’re both naked and I’m slicking up my cock with more of my spit. I put it at his hole and push.
He takes a hit off the poppers. The head of my cock is soon inside him.
He’s breathing hard. But his ass is backing up. And my cock slides further inside. Until all of it is inside him.
“You wanted that ass,” he says.
“You bet I did,” I respond.
I begin fucking in earnest. I twist my hips and arch my back. I change my pace. I find angles. I want him to enjoy it as well.
* * *
‘Why the fuck does he need to enjoy it?’ the voice says.
‘So he’ll come back for more.’
‘Why the fuck does that matter?’
‘Because,’ the other voice says, ‘I want this ass again.’
‘It’s not like there aren’t other asses out there,’ the voice says. ‘Younger, tighter asses.’
‘But this is different.’
‘No. It isn’t.’
* * *
“I want you to breed my ass,” he says, breaking my introspection.
“You want my load?” I can’t deny his ass is fucking fantastic. I really don’t need poppers to pop one off. But poppers do make it feel so much better. As I fuck him, sliding into his silky hole, feeling it grip my cock, he occasionally squeezes it.
Oh I want to unload.
“Yes,” he says, practically breathless.
“Or do you want this to last?”
“Cum whenever you want,” he responds. “Just make sure I get your load.”
I’ve fucked a lot of beautiful men in my life. Muscular. Models. But this one. Something was different.
I had to stop thinking, stop intellectualizing and focus on the task at hand:
As I looked down at the dim light, I could see my spit-lubed cock sliding in and out of that pucker. And I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I reached for the poppers, found them and took a huge snort.
“Want my load?”
I picked up the pace.
“Tell me you want it!”
“Please breed my hole!”
I could feel his hole twitch at the words and the pinpoint of the poppers began to drive me toward my orgasm.
Another pump into his ass, his raw ring around my cock, sensing every little bit of it touching me. Feeling his urging me on, backing up into my thrusts, begging for it now.
“Please give me your cum.”
I was grunting now, going into that place where I disappear and only my cock lives. My cock and cum. Boiling. Reaching that fever pitch that would bring it in a surge, breaking through a barrier. I could feel it like a tsunami inside, bursting though some plug. This was one of those loads. I’d obviously built it up over time and somewhere along its pipeline path, it met resistance and now was bursting through. I felt both pain and pleasure at once.
His ass clenched. I think I am screaming. Or grunting. Or making some sort of noise.
My cum is slamming into his ass walls, surging out of my cock. The pain is a distant memory and now all I feel is relief.
I remember to move a little as my cock throbs in his ass. I want to make sure he knows I’m painting the inside of his ass with my cum. My DNA. That this perfect little specimen of a man will know his perfection has been ruined by this geek.
But I’m still recovering from the intensity of the initial moments. The cum is still flooding out. I can feel it around the head of my cock and down the sides. I fuck a little and the sensation of a “squish” comes.
The popper blindness recedes and I’m breathing hard.
That was one of the most intense orgasms ever.
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