When I arrive in a town like Boston, BarebackRT.com lights up. Am I recognized? By a few. New meat? That’s it. I think the bareback community occasional craves that fresh injection of DNA into the murky mix. It’s so nice to log on and find 10 or 15 messages waiting to be read.
Now some buttwipes fail to read the most basic information, even in my own BBRT profile . As I’ve outlined on the Getting Fucked by iBLASTinside page on this site, I have a few requirements (don’t fucking smoke), but otherwise I’ll be interested based on how things go in our conversation.
Such is what happened with one such hot bottom.
Truth is, I had two very different men that were definite possibilities and one dark horse in the race for my cum on the one night I was in town.
The dark horse? A muscle bottom from Montana visiting Boston. Fuck if when I saw his bubble butt ass and thick thighs, I didn’t want to get my cock between his muscular cheeks and get him to squeeze.
The other bottom followed me on Twitter . He was fucking beefy and totally hot. But timing sucked as my boss called and wanted to meet the team as a precursor to the next day’s business. The beefy bottom had to be up early, so by 10:30 p.m. when things were wrapping up, he was knackered and off to bed.
While plenty of other men popped up, my 25-year-old bottom popped up continually, requesting an anonymous scene. And his ass photo just proved irresistible.
I love anonymous scenes. My favorite is known as “Room Service” when I’m traveling and I’ve done it many times… in Texas and in California, just to name a couple. But I know there’s a lot more here I’ve just failed to tag.
I outline the basics for the bottom. He comes into the darkened room, strips naked, finds me naked on the bed, sucks me hard then climbs on board and rides me a bit. I then put him on his stomach and finish off in his ass, sending him on his way.
Instead, he’d prefer I only take him from behind.
He outlines a completely different scene, where I hide in the bathroom and he is on all fours. I’m responsible for getting myself hard and I just fuck and load him.
WTF. Not exactly meeting the Eleven Commandments .
I then start working a beefy, tattooed guy.
Then the whining and “what happened?” questions start.
“Not interested in bossy bottoms,” I said. “Have a good one.”
“It was just a suggestion,” he said. “I’m glad to do it your way. I just like being taken from behind.”
After a little while without much progress and the clock ticking past midnight, I invited him over.
As I waited naked across the bed in the darkened room, I felt my heartbeat rise with anticipation, as with every time I do this scene. The light from the hallway suddenly floods part of the room as he slips in and I can just make out the shadow of a guy, about six foot tall, in a gray tank top, gym shorts and flip-flops. I’d told him to wear as little as possible.
The room plunges back into darkness and he’s slipping off his clothes. He’s moving toward the bed and soon I feel a tentative hand touch my right foot and it moves up until he’s climbed on the bed and his mouth closes around my half-hard cock.
His sun-chapped lips begin sucking my cock. I reach down into his brown mane and feel the soft hair and stroke it to his skin-peeling shoulders. This boy has had too much sun. I can feel the lizard skin as it flakes off into my finger tips. He radiates a heat.
I’m worked into full hardness but it isn’t until he starts to lick my balls do I finally start to feel some aggression and begin uttering, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
I put his mouth back into my cock and push it down gently before getting him to lick my balls more. I feel his hairy chest, which has been clipped shorter and find his nipples. They’re smaller and fail to protrude much, sticking close to his body. A little disappointing, especially based on the face and chest pic I’d seen, which seemed to show larger, poking nips.
But who knows if he even sent real pics.
I pull him up by his hairy underarms and position him to ride. He spits on his hand and adds it to ass. I hand him my bottle of poppers and let him take a whiff as my cockhead begins to split him open.
For someone who wanted me to just take him from behind, it took this bottom a moment to really get his ass down to the base of my raw cock. He finally did, with extra spit and more poppers. Fuck, that ass gripped my cock tight. He begin to bounce on it. Just a little. He added more spit to the base but the friction just really set me off.
It’s not very often I find a bottom who could possibly milk a load out of me. This one didn’t know it. He was bringing me close to popping.
Interestingly enough, he’d change position or pace or angle right about the moment I’d be hitting that point of no return. Given the reprieve, I’d regain my composure. The darkness masked my biting of my lip to distract myself just enough.
Once, he almost had me there, I lifted up and asked if me wanted me to fuck him from behind.
I moved behind him, spit on my cock and slid inside.
He sighed, like jizzjoy already occurred. I guess he really liked it from behind.
I laid on top of him and began pumping, giving him a whiff of poppers and snorting some myself.
“You want my load?”
“Oh yes!” the slutty bottom said. “Please give me your cum!”
His begging continued as I pumped, getting closer and closer until I sighed and let out a groan, my cock throbbing and my load pumping hot, white sperm into his ass. I pushed it into him deeper and deeper.
“Oh fuck yea!”
“That’s my load man,” I said. “You’re getting my fucking sperm!”
He backed his ass up. I climbed up enough so he could impale himself a little and he rode it that way until he shot a load on the bedsheets just a moment later.
I rolled off and he left into the night just a few moments later.
I hope he found some moisturizer. His skin really needed it. His ass, not so much. I gave it plenty of protein.
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