I put an ad up earlier this week for some cock during the day, and I hooked a 28-year-old BBC looking to top. He wanted me in socks and a jock, and I dropped to my knees the second he was inside. Very nice guy, a bit of a paunch but that just made his cock, a solid and robust eight inches, stick out more, if that makes sense.
He put his paw around my head and slowly pulled me down on his cock, till it entered my throat and my lips met his pubes. He loved holding his cock in my throat and feeling me slowly swallow, gag and choke before pulling it out, giving me a breath, and then pumping it back into my mouth. I took a few hits of poppers and looked up into his eyes, pleading with my own as his cock invaded my throat.
He pulled out and told me to get up on the couch, as he rolled a condom on his cock (sadly, he wouldn't go bare, but I'm not complaining about a guy being safe - both of us are clean and recently tested). He mounted me from behind and slid the whole length in in one shot. FUCK, it hurt and FUCK, it felt good. I poppered up again as he began to work his cock in and out.
As he picked up speed into a good, solid, pounding rhythm, almost going head-to-base on every stroke, he pushed me down on the couch until I was flat on my stomach, never letting up on my hole. The lube was drying up (fucking condoms always do that) and it was starting to burn, but it felt fucking good. I waited until I couldn't stand it anymore, then held on a bit longer before asking him to please lube me back up.
He pulled out just long enough to drizzle some lube on my gaping hole and his thick dick before sliding it back in. Thank god I got another shot of poppers because he was going full-bore now. My cock was still soft in my jock (I don't usually get hard while getting fucked) but it was dripping precum, and the head of that BBC was grazing my prostate. Like I said before - it hurt and it felt good, and if this kept up, it might get me to cum.
My arms and legs started to just go limp over the edge of the couch. He wasn't stopping for anything at this point, and even poppered up, my body was starting to give out. But there was no way I was stopping now - it felt too fucking good and I'd waited way too fucking long for a big black cock. First one of the year and I wanted it - no, I fucking NEEDED IT. My hole was loosened up, a perfect fit for his cock, but I started feeding back, working my hole over his cock and squeezing it as tight as I could. FUUUUUCK, doing that sent a bolt straight up my spine to my brain. I needed lube but I didn't care. I don't care if my hole is ruined, I needed this almost as much as I needed air.
Yes, FINALLY. He reached down and grabbed my hips, digging his nails in. The pain caused me to tighten my hole even more - then DEEP. Even opened up, I yelped feeling THAT stroke, and he HELD it there, groaning loud enough that I was glad the windows were closed and the neighbors were away. Then I felt it - one pulse, two pulses. Cum, sadly into the condom, but still in my welcoming ass. He made me yelp once more with another shove before pulling his cock free of my hole.
One hour ago, I didn't know this guy even existed. And now, he had made my hole and my soul sing, my body ravaged and used, just like I needed. As he stood, I simply flopped off the couch and onto the floor. I could barely move, but I found the strength to pull myself to my knees. He pulled the condom off his cock, his load filling the reservoir tip. He tied it up and flung it into the trashcan as I took his cock into my mouth - softening, but still quite a mouthful. It was the least I could do for this man that had given me exactly what I needed.
And even better, two days later, he came back and we did it all over again!
I wonder what his name is...
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