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That itch isn't easy to scratch. Months having no sex whatsoever was frustrating. Yet even more so as a young salesman, I was bringing in the dough, but not having time to masturbate was making me irritable. Sexuality is at the core of our DNA. Just like other mammals we have a profound desire, actually a need, to unleash that part of ours that comes from molecular levels. My boss Eric was demanding, yet being #1 in net revenue, I had the right to put out a temporary stop sign. Hours of sales, licensure classes, it was time for a weekend. He relented after some unexpected ferocity. Maybe his wife wasn't giving him any. Then again I think she'd be in the right, as he wasn't the most friendly person I had met.
Management in any industry has Eric types. They expect you to sell your soul for them, and they reward you by being even more demanding. You are their cash cow, and this is what finally changed Eric's mind after rejecting a weekend off. Yet I knew what needed to be done. Go home and start working my Grindr contacts, establish new ones, and host guys at a hotel room. As a young man I was sexually assaulted, so I believed that verifying identity was going to be with any invite. Some guys found this frustrating. Many said no thanks. They just didn't want to go through the process, due to it being a chore, they were married and worrying about getting caught, a few in case probably wouldn't because of criminal activity. Us guys are often our worst enemies. Females commit crimes as well, but men tend to be more aggressive and violent. Also some of what was on Netflix creeped me out. Us gay men are more likely to be a victim sadly, as often even our own families reject us. A lot of angry religious people would say "serves you right."
That Friday I was able to get some hits, and also being on Prep, a lot of men were excited I allowed for bareback and would if topping as well. Versatile is such a wonderful option. I get more opportunities than an exclusive top or bottom. Ever since I discovered my attraction and love of men, I was happy to do what they wanted to do. Ray was my first, and Matthew and I had a wonderful three year relationship. I missed him sometimes. A bed with no other in it is lonely. Sure I had my cat Mango, but she wasn't the same as a guy who'd kiss me and provide orgasm after orgasm. At 25 I was still young, and when time provided, would jerk off up to five times a day. My big shaved balls were always filling up. Showering I shaved the rest of my crotch smooth. Also trimmed my blonde highlights a bit. With my seductive green eyes, and tall muscular frame Adonis would have been proud.
All was set up for the Marriott tomorrow at 3 pm until Sunday 3 pm. They were good staff. Then again considering the assistant manager hit on me one night, I was wondering if I'd have the chance to go at it with him. He was really sexy. Plus he was only a couple years older than me. My ad was straightforward, and I couldn't care less what age, race, etc. A lot of my guys were "married and straight," which always got me laughing. Their wives weren't doing it for them, so I'd be happy to help them unload their pent up fantasies. Being an exceptional kisser, I hoped some of my men would, although not all do. The same with anal sex, as some would merely want a blowjob. That was fine with me, because I just knew how to coax the cum out of their testicles. That sugary sweetness, the taste of cock and balls with my tongue, that was what turned my motor more than anything else.
Also the inevitable flake factor. This is what frustrated me on Grindr. 2 or 3 of 10 will ghost you. I'm not sure what their reasons were. Quite often I noticed a trend. Men that sent me a whole lot of cock pics, we're the ones looking for attention, but wouldn't follow through. It was so disappointing to get stood up. Yet as we know that's part of the deal. Yet I had 15 men lined up at various times, so I knew within certainty that I'd get the action I needed. My first one was a twink with an emo look, from the local university. He wanted me and I was aroused by the few pics he had, along with some of our discussions. 18 and a freshman, Jeff and I were going to have fun. At just before he texted me.
The room was excellent for its purposes. That king sized bed and pillows, always love blue plaid comforters. A relaxing place, and I liked the fridge that allowed food and Gatorades. While Eric was hammering on other young sales folks, the door knock told me my emo guy was there. Opening it he was smaller than I thought. 5'5 or so and with a slender build. Yet the black nails, his blue eyes, and the dark black t shirt and jeans we're comfortable for him. Jeff was so cute. We drank some booze I had, along with smoking reefer. He was a bit tentative. Yet finally I had my way with him, as our lips touch while I asserted my control. Taking his shirt off I sucked his pink nipples, kissed him even more furiously, and my hands unbuckled his jeans. His tighty whities were gift wrapping. Soon I had his smooth 6" stunningly beautiful penis in my mouth.
His eyes rolled. Jeff spoke in words that were mumbly excitement. I knew he had experience before, but with my thick lips and saliva, I went up and down his erection with purpose. What a delicious taste, that musky flavor and precum told me I was in the target zone. Sucking his balls he howled, and grabbing the bedsheets he held on. I loved making him hot, and as my tongue went in his ass my fingers followed. Oh yes lube and my fingers, he was under my complete control. I kept going down further in his tight hole, feeling that almond of joy that was where the pleasure emanated from. Oh yes he was sending his DNA on my fingers, his cock head had precum as well. This was now my situation and I was going to have my way. Lubing his ass we kissed passionately. Both of us fully hard, yet all of a sudden he pounced out and took my cock in like a vacuum cleaner. Oh I couldn't do anything. Wailing in joy. Howling with pleasure. He really knew. Guys know what other guys like, but his tongue thrusts and those lips were absolutely magic. My eight inches of fun become none, and the noise that was made, absolute ecstasy!
He locked eyes with me, and enjoy seeing what my face contorted into as I was all the way in. Finally I knew that I couldn't hold on. Then he made me harder by rubbing my hard drenching wet male hood and seductively saying "I want you inside me." Oh yes. That was on the menu, and I bent him over, taking his tight ass as I desired to. His nice smooth rump taking me, he quivered and howled a bit, but soon was almost singing a melody as I probed him so hard. We could hear the sounds of my balls bouncing off of him. The temperature was hundreds of degrees, as soon I was on top of him. We kissed like lovers reunited, with tenacity and vigor. I loved it when he touched my chest, and his tight hole was being stretched by my massive cock. Yes he had bottomed before, but I was his most robust built lover yet. I plunged in him with some kindness, but I was going to get mine.
Pulling on his hair, I took him from behind. The bed was shaking and he was screaming. Both my length and girth, plus the force of which I made him my bitch. Soon I had him on the edge of the bed, and then switched to the side. His eyes were big. He looked frazzled. Yet as we kissed I felt his nice cock and balls in my fingers. The sounds and smells of sexual heat were heavy. His lips were so soft. He was grimacing so I pulled back a bit, but still was grateful he allowed me inside of him. His hole held on tight, and as every guy knows, the good feeling and endorphins went past my sex organ.
As we kissed I played with his nipples. He liked this, and I really loved his smooth crotch. Both places are erroneous zones, and I wanted him to feel pleasure too. Yet I could tell as my chiseled arms were around him, he definitely was being challenged in so many new ways. His lovers before weren't so hung, and as I slid all the way in him again, his screams were of the new discovered pain that he would learn to enjoy. His breathing was labored. So was mine as I kept my cock burrowing further into him. The different dimension was like something I hadn't experienced before, and I grabbed his buttocks, as I bred him with so much of my DNA. So much sperm, and after orgasming I felt his cock up, stroking gently while kissing him. He was moaning and soon the tell tale signs were there, and I had his hot cum all over my fingers. Sliding it into my mouth we kissed and snowballed. Although the heat was intense, I loved the taste of him on my tongue, as ours met. He was literally worn out and down from our romp. Jeff didn't want to shower with me, as he said "he had stuff to do." An awkward kiss and goodbye as he left the room. Smiling as I got in the shower to wash off, I just gave him the best cock he ever had.