Damn, I was horny. I was about done with a design project, leaving the remaining details until tomorrow. I figured I would surf the `net a bit and then beat off, spinning into ecstasy with a long draw of poppers. Maybe it was the full moon pouring through the window that was contributing to the rise in sexual urges. It's the effect of the moon that gives us the word "lunatic."
Anyway, I was cruising through some of the local chat channels when I was pinged with an original "Hello." A quick response and the usual banter quickly led to an exchange of desires. I made no bones about it (and no pun intended) that I had a cock that could cut glass right now. And the guy at the other end of the conversation expressed complete interest. Exchange pictures? Sure, why not. My picture is the standard body shot with a half-hard cock showing. I'm 6'1", weigh 180 pounds, and have blue eyes and brown hair. I'm pretty well put together from a physical regimen that includes jogging and gym work four or five times a week. That, combined with almost eight inches of cock at its hardest, gives me a pretty good package to offer.
But I wasn't prepared for the dynamite picture I received in return. A cute, slender little blond guy with an ass that would stop traffic! He wanted to get fucked now! Unfortunately, neither of us had a place to hook up. I got him on my cell phone and he sounded even better than he looked. He was home for the weekend from college. He also was about a half mile from me.
I was about to suggest taking his sweet ass in the back seat of my car in a parking lot somewhere, when I thought of something really unique. Would he like to get fucked outside in the full moonlight? "Sure. Where?" he laughed. To make sure we were unseen, I described a small park very close to my house. He would come there and then follow the directions to a path that would lead him to a small clearing. I would meet him there. I told him to be ready I sure would be.
I was really excited now, almost jittery. On several occasions I had walked naked around my yard in the moonlight. The feeling of being on the edge and not being discovered was exhilarating. I quickly put on a pair of nylon jogging shorts, my running shoes, and tossed everything else off. Then I grabbed a dark blanket, some lube and a new bottle of poppers, shut off all the lights and headed off through the moonlight dappled back yard into the adjoining woods that bordered the park. While the shadows were protective, there was still a good amount of light there when the eyes adjusted to the reduced light. I had a raging hard-on that tented out of my shorts.
I jogged silently through the park, down the barely noticeable path to the open area I had in mind. The tall trees shielded much of the moonlight, but there was enough to create a soft glow in the small clearing. I quickly spread the blanket behind a bush and under some tall trees when I heard a soft whistle signal. I whistled back and in a few seconds a hot little guy stepped into the clearing, bathed in moonlight. He was completely naked except for his jogging shoes, the moonlight causing his blond hair to glimmer. I stepped to the edge of the clearing where he would notice me.
He saw me and came toward me, knowing that I was looking at him. He was about twenty yards away when he stopped, smiled, and just sort of started a slow dance without music. He stretched, and rubbed himself, stroking his hard cock and rubbing his nipples. He turned around so that his incredible little ass was facing me, then bent over, his fingers running back and forth between his crack. He pranced around letting the moonlight record his actions. He couldn't imagine the effect it was having on me. He probably saw me step out of my nylon shorts and start stroking my raging hard cock.
I saw him reach into a little bag and take out a plastic bottle. With a flick, he let a small stream of oil flow from the bottle down to his waiting hand. Click! He dropped the bottle and rubbed the oil around on his hard cock and then between his legs. He turned again, bent over, and rubbed his oily hand between his crack, noticeably sliding one finger into his ass. I could hear him moan softly. He just leaned forward and wiggled his sweet little ass at me.
By then, I was almost out of control, and that invitation was accepted. I stepped into the moonlight and walked right up to his hot little body. My cock needed no direction: it went right to the entrance of his tight little hole. I held his hips and his ass started working to line up with my cock. He reached behind him to position my hard cock at his waiting hole and I heard him gasp as he felt the length and hardness of that baby. But that didn't deter him as his ass kept working to push down over my cock.
I pushed the head into his tight little hole and felt him tense up with a sharp gasp. "Easy, go slow," I whispered in his ear, though I could hardly believe I could obey my own instructions. I began to take over and slowly push into his little ass, stopping quickly to let the initial pain subside before pushing in a little more. Soon he was taking about half of my cock in easy, short strokes. In retrospect, I can't believe I could maintain such self-control with this dynamite piece of ass. I didn't want to ruin the chances for a really good fuck session.
The lube was good and my cock slid in easily. With about two inches still to fill his ass, my cock faced a little resistance. It was like a second wall was being approached. He was breathing heavily but had relaxed enough to take the long, easy strokes I was giving him and starting to enjoy it. But there was more to come as I was determined to get all of my hard meat up his ass. Now each stroke got a little more forceful as I held onto his hips. Suddenly he tensed up as my cock rammed through the last barrier, sliding all the way deep inside his hot little body. I pulled his hips down tightly as my cock pushed into that last half inch, mashing my pubic hair onto his ass. I held him there as he muffled a cry, his body shuddering from the waves of unexpected force.
I could feel him begin to un-tense as the pain subsided. I gave a couple of short strokes with the cockhead searching for the deepest, hottest part of his ass. Then I felt him push back and I knew I had a great piece of ass at hand.
I pulled my cock almost out of his ass and slid it all the way in, crushing my pubic hair into his cheeks. He was beginning to moan now as I held his ass and started long dicking his hot little hole. I looked down, and in the soft moonlight, watched my slick, shiny cock withdraw only to return deeply into that hungry little pit. On about every fourth or fifth stroke I would ram in deep, burying that thick meat far inside this glowing little body.
He slumped down to all fours and I continued fucking his ass, riding him like a bronco, ramming my cock in and out of his ass with a speed that even surprised me. I rode his ass deep, locking my legs around his hips and ramming forward, driving my cock straight into that magic spot that drives the bottom guy crazy. I rotated my hard cock in that hot hole, churning his insides as he continued to moan, stroking his own hard cock.
Suddenly he tensed up as I felt his ass muscles clinch my cock. He groaned as he shot his load all over the grass beneath us. I kept fucking, but a little slower now, knowing that attitudes usually change after one of the two drops a load. But he didn't pull away from me, encouraging me to keep fucking his hole by pushing his ass back to meet my in-stroke.
I stood up and literally lifted him up by the hips, my cock still rammed deep inside him. My cock slipped out of his ass as he turned around to face me. He was still breathing heavily as he slumped against my chest. I looked down and saw a beautiful young face matted by wet, moonlight sparkled hair. I bent my head down and tilted his face up, my lips gently brushing his. The response was positive. I kissed him deep and felt him relax further against me, our tongues dueling between our lips.
I reached down and lifted him up as his legs automatically came around my waist. He could feel the head of my jutting cock probing to return to that hot channel. And he complied as he wriggled his ass, letting my cock slide up into his hole again. He gasped as he adjusted to that thick rod again. I held him tightly, pushing his body down as I rammed my cock upward. Now he was skewered on that hot shaft as he began riding up and down, himself controlling the fucking. He held around my neck as I held him around the waist and I fucked his hot little ass in mid-air.
I slowly walked back to the shadows where my blanket was spread out. I knelt down and dropped to all fours, this hot little guy hanging underneath me with my cock buried deep in his hole. I covered his body with my body, crushing him in a deep kiss as I fucked his sweet ass, my long cock ramming in and out. I slid my arms under his knees and bent his ass forward. I ground my cock in deep as he moaned and thrashed his head back and forth. I must have fucked that way for a good fifteen minutes, alternating between slowly longdicking his sweet ass and bunny-fucking with a barrage of short, fast strokes.
I reached for the poppers that I had placed on the edge of the blanket and held the bottle to his nose. I don't think he had ever had poppers before, as his head jerked back. "Breathe deep and hold it. They won't hurt," I whispered, as he relaxed and followed my instructions. I didn't take a hit as I figured I should be prepared for the jolt on this hot little body.
And jolt it was! I could feel his heart beat quicken as he began to moan and writhe under my pounding cock. He locked me in a wild, deep kiss as he seemed to try to drive his entire body into mine. I braced my knees on the soft ground for leverage and began to fuck like mad. He had turned into a boiling hot pit that was begging for every deep stroke of my cock. And did I give it to him. I fucked his ass for at least twenty minutes more in every position I could imagine: on his back, on all fours, flat on his stomach. His was a hot ass and I wanted to use it all up.
I reached for the poppers again, and this time, he needed no instruction, breathing deeply and holding it. I took a long hit, too, knowing that I wouldn't be able to hold back the mounting explosion for long. As the effects of the poppers hit us both at the same time, I felt like I wanted to completely absorb this hot little body into my own body. I rammed not only my raging cock into his ass but drove my sweat-covered body completely across his, feeling his hungry responses, our lips locked and tongues probing each other's throats. I held his arms back as his body convulsed to meet each hard thrust of my cock. His hole was open and taking my whole cock - even humping up to beg for more.
I felt that internal rumpling that signals the oncoming nuclear explosion. And nuclear it must have been as I began to moan and slam my cock deep inside my willing little host, continuing to batter that magic button that sends ecstasy through the guy getting fucked. I positioned myself for the climax and groaned as I rammed deep, the first shot of molten liquid spraying deep inside his gut. But there was more! What seemed like eternity, I rammed my cock in this hot little ass and emptied the pent-up emotions and juices. At the same time, the battering his prostate was taking carried him over the top and he fired another load. There has never been a fuck session this good.
As we slowly descended from the effect of the poppers and joint climax, we lay there for a minute or two, the warm air feeling cool on our, wet super-heated bodies. Slowly, I rolled off of him, my cock slipping out of his well-fucked hole. I was surprised when he snuggled against me, our fast breathing beginning to slow. "I'm working at the scout camp this summer, but I'm home every weekend," he said. "You think you'd like to get together again?" I held him a little tighter, my hand stroking his sweet little ass. "You better believe it! I'll be ready for you whenever you are ready for me," I smiled back. "It'll only get better!" he whispered back. "Well, I don't know if it'll ever get any better than this but we can sure as hell keep trying."
After another few minutes, he kissed me softly, stood up and walked silently to the center of the clearing. He picked up his shorts and bag, and right before he disappeared into the shadows, he turned, smiled and gave me a thumbs-up!
And that was the beginning of a very long, hot and wonderful summer.
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