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If you are under the legal age to read sexually explicit material then do not read any further. This story, while based on a real life scenario, has been significantly modified for obvious purposes. Any similarities to real people who were not participants in this actual event is not intended to be in any way offensive, defamatory or an absolute representation of truth. If there is any offence taken please take a chill pill because it is not intended - this story is only for a bit of fun. Any similarity to a real person who was a participant in this event is quite delusional or in error as the descriptions below are quite different to the actual encounter. If you like this story (or not), feel free to make any comments. But, as always, flames will be ignored.
Room Service
I was working late and in need of some serious stress relief, so I answered a personal from a traveller seeking a "sub bottom". Nothing like a long hard dicking to bang the stress of the day out, I say!
Faceless pictures were exchanged - average guy, nothing to write home about - and I was sent an address to a hotel a few blocks from my office. The hotel lobby was deserted (as was expected around 11 pm at night!) and I found the elevators and headed up to the room number I had been given.
The guy who greeted me at the door, Ned, was very average looking and dressed in a bathrobe. No paunch, but no six pack either; short nondescript brown hair and a solid build under the robe without being overly muscular.
"Room service." I said with a half-smile.
A welcoming smile and friendly twinkling brown eyes accompanied the firm handshake as Ned drew me into the room. I could see that I wasn't the only one working - Ned had his laptop set up in the corner of his room with a pile of papers and scattered stationery.
"Sorry about the mess." Ned waved generally at the pile, turning towards me at the foot of the Queen bed. "Mmm yummo" he murmurred as his eyes scanned my body quickly before leaning in for a kiss.
He was a good kisser.
My mouth opened to his warm tongue which flowed in like mulled wine to caress my tongue and palate. I sank into his embrace, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as his hands cupped my butt. I felt his strong fingers knead my butt flesh and trace the fissure between the cheeks through my fitted trousers. I also felt his hardening erection against my taut belly - the heat of his pulsating member radiated through his bathrobe and my flimsy business shirt.
We broke the kiss and he deftly but urgently undid my shirt buttons as I undid my belt and slipped out of my trousers and boxers. In seconds I was naked before him and noticed his smile of appreciation at what he was about to fuck. Before he could maul my tongue again though, I swiftly undid his bathrobe and slipped it off his shoulders to reveal his fat, veiny rod topped by a swollen purple head which glistened with a pearl of pre-cum at its tip.
Then my mouth was engulfed again by his and the next few minutes was a swirl of sensation - his hands gliding over my body; the sensation of his flesh against my sensitive dick; the feeling of his fingers and then his rock-hard cock teasing my hungry hole - and throughout it all, his tongue and mine dancing entwined in the space between our locked lips. We gently fell onto the bed and Ned broke the kiss to attack my hole - his tongue tracing my hole with a mix of seductive strokes and darting jabs. I lay back, spreading my legs to give him free access - my head in the clouds as my ass was strummed by a professional rimmer.
"You really like your ass being played with eh?" Ned commented, briefly rising up for air.
I moaned in agreement, using my hands to push his head back between my legs so he could continue his oral assault. His tactics had changed though - he was using his tongue like a battering ram now, his tongue breaching my sphincter to leave a slick trail for his cock to follow.
"Oh Fuck me Ned." I begged.
"Thought you'd never ask." Ned grinned, lifting up to slap his engorged tool on the swollen asslips of my boypussy.
He reached over my shoulder for a condom and lube which he swiftly applied to his cock before aiming the swollen mushroom head at my gasping hole. We both stared into each other's eyes and moaned as he slid the head inside me. He kept bearing down with even pressure as he drove the rest of his sizeable cannon inside me. I dug my nails into his shoulders and whimpered at the initial pain, but by the time his pubes were tickling the threshold, that pain had given way to the warm sensation of fulfilment. Ned was patient though, letting me get used to his fat, hard dick with long, slow strokes.
"Fuck your ass is sweet." Ned moaned, as he massaged my rectum with his tool.
I reached up and pulled his head to mine, locking my lips again with him and sucking hungrily on his tongue as he continued his methodical fuck. I also wrapped my spread legs around his waist, pulling him into me deeper and using the leverage to pull my ass up onto his cock to fuck myself on his hot rod. Then it was Ned's turn to moan as he responded by quickening his pace to a slow pummelling broken occasionaly by him grinding his hips into my hole to really explore the velvety walls of my insides.
Suddenly, Ned broke our embrace. He used his hands to push on my thighs to spread my hole to its widest. Then, he pulled all the way out before sinking all the way back in - I could both see and feel him enjoying my hole as his fat mushroom head speared into my vulnerable hole over and over again. His breathing deepened as his strokes sped up - each time pulling all the way out before punching into my guts again full length and then repeating it. I grunted with each stroke and knew that he was stretching my sphincter with this move. Then, with my hole now gaping open like a 2-bit whore, he dove down again with his tongue and this time tasted the juices in my ass-cunt which he savoured with relish. Then, after tonguing out my hole some more, he would continue with his pummelling, drilling my ass for juice.
I was seeing stars by this point and going quick limp at this most awesome fuck and there were snail trails of my pre-cum all over my belly tracing where my rock-hard cock had bounced during the fuck. But Ned was not done yet.
Having drilled me for ass-juice about five times now, he flipped me over on my belly and then began to plow my hole for real. Gone were the long gentle strokes - Ned really wanted business now. His left hand gripped my waist for leverage, while he rested his weight on his right hand, pressed on my shoulder so that my wails of pleasure were muffled in the pillows. His sweat dripped onto my back as he slammed my hole hard - the sound of his torso slapping my ass with each stroke sounded like the encouraging applause preceding the big finish. A finish that came as Ned shoved his cock deep into me and exploded into the condom with a loud wail that I am sure would have woken up the neighbours.
Then he collapsed - his hot, sweaty form on my back as he breathed into my neck, recovering from his fuck-exertions. I was gasping too, but I hadn't cum yet and I ground my ass into his torso, enjoying the fact that his dick was still hard inside me...
Ned rolled over to the side, taking me with him - and then he began to thrust into me as he panted and recovered. I reached for my dick, but Ned held my hands still as his thrusts became deeper.
"I've never been able to cum twice in a row, but my dick doesn't go down afterwards." Ned panted into my ear. "So don't touch your dick. I am going to fuck that cum out of you mate."
He began to fuck again in earnest, now his horniness was gone but he was clearly still enjoying the sensation of my hole wrapped tightly around his dick. His cock was stroking me so good now and I imagined him fucking me forever in this bed: his hands stroking my body and the hairs on his broad chest tickling my back slightly as he sawed his ever-hard human dildo in and out of my ass as relentless as the tides and with the precision of a piston sliding into its alotted grove. I sighed as my dick pulsed against my belly and Ned tongued my ear. He began to lean more onto me as he tried different angles at which he could penetrate me, until he was almost on top of me again and the methodical fucking was rubbing my sensitive cock against the satiny sheets.
Time lost meaning as he fucked me like that. All the tension in my body left at the long slow fuck. Occasionally, Ned would whisper in my ear as he fucked me, telling me about how nice and tight my hole felt around his cock, or asking me whether I liked being a slut for man-cock or asking me to imagine being impaled on him forever because he was only going to stop when I came. My orgasm came so slowly I barely noticed it, the sensation building in my balls from the non-stop stimulation of my chest, my nipples and my prostate. I think Ned knew this too, because his strokes sped up a little and he began to gently grind his hips into mine a bit more into the mattress as he asked me whether I liked his big, fat cock in my slut hole. I moaned as I came onto the sheets, my body shaking as I shot jet after jet of cum onto Ned's bed.
We lay like that for a while afterwards, basking in the afterglow. Ned would trail his fingers through the cum I had shot and fed them to me while still whispering in my ear what a good little slut I was and how daddy was very pleased.
As I came out of my fuck-funk, I looked at the time and realised that it had been almost two hours since I had come up to Ned's room. Ned pulled out and I saw his condom was full of cum - he had been fucking me with that loaded condom for the last hour or so. Something about that thought was kinda hot.
Ned and I had a shower together, which involved a lot of making out while I washed Ned all over and Ned kept his fingers firmly in my hole almost the entire time.
"I had a great time." Ned said at the door in farewell after we were dressed (me in my shirt and trousers; him in his bathrobe). "Best room servicing ever." As I went down the lift, I wondered who ended up servicing who. Either way, I couldn't help but agree.