So what to say about this man? I think he was one of the first guys to actually turn me into a cock hungry little bitch with my legs in the air, begging for more and more cock in my ass. I found him on Manhunt, one of the rare instances where someone with only a cock pic actually wasn't a bad idea. Usually someone puts up a thick veiny picture up and turns out to not be as nice as the cock attached. He was a little on the chubby side, but he had what looked like maybe nine inches, so I figured that outweighed anything else. We chatted for a little while online and then I took the bus over to his apartment.
It was a little awkward at first. He lived in one of those high rise multi purpose buildings that was a condo and a few other things, complete with a doorman, and I was pretty nervous about that more than anything. I really wasn't in the mood to get into some conversation about why are you here, who are you trying to see with someone in a uniform at a desk (well not this time, anyhow), but luckily I just had to be buzzed in and then go into a long hallway to an elevator to go up to the 22nd floor. The hallway was dark and I was worried I'd knock on the wrong door, but I found him.
He answered the door in a loose fitting t-shirt and grey sweatpants that hid any hint of the beautiful cock I had been promised. He put his hands on my ass pulled me in close for a kiss as he she the door behind me. I peeled off my coat and scarf and he took me by the hand to his couch. The living room he took me into had a wall of windows from floor to ceiling with a postcard view of the city, and it turned me on a little that somehow someone could maybe see us, although there was really no way.
He sat me down on the couch and stood between my legs and pulled down his pants, quickly revealing a long hard cock that had to have been nine inches.
"Is this what you wanted?" He asked, as I stared at the hard-on sticking out from beneath his t-shirt. I nodded awkwardly, both stunned and pleased by what was the biggest cock I had seen at that time. He lightly grabbed my hair and I opened my mouth as he slowly started to work his throbbing cock between my lips. There was no way this thing was going to get down my throat, although he didn't seem interested in wasting much time slowly fucking my face. I then started licking the head and shaft as he leaned over to get some lube and a condom from the other cushion of the couch. This guy wasn't trying to waste any time.
He took his nuts out of my mouth and looked down at me as if to say, take your pants off, and well, he didn't need to convince me too much. He pushed me back on the couch and lifted my legs up and slowly started working some lube into my tight hole that I had shaved for him. He didn't want to spend too much time on that either though, as he lubed his cock and slowly put it in. It was one of those weird situations where it hurt but felt wonderful at the same time. He fucked me for a little while and then quietly blew his load.
I was too occupied with trying to keep taking his cock to think about jerking off since I didn't want to shoot prematurely so I felt kind of cheated even though he filled me up nicely. I sat there for a moment and looked at him, and then just decided now would be the time to put my clothes on and start heading out.
"Leaving?" he asked me in a kind of half-interested tone.
"Yeah, I don't need to miss my bus back to campus, so... " I sheepishly replied. He walked with me toward the front door and tied my scarf for me and gave me a kiss. And then another. This time we started actually making out. My ass was still split open and wet with lube and I hadn't cum from being fucked so I was really grinding into him. He turned me around, and pushed me face first into the wall, lifting up my coat and pulling my jeans down just below my ass and stuck his still hard cock into me. He thrust into me a few times and I was loving it. He then turned me around and he told me to walk back to the couch. It was one of the best walks of my life as he slowly followed behind me, still impaling me on his cock.
Things got less graceful once we got to the couch as his attempts to smoothly put me on my back while staying in my ass failed. I hated feeling him slip out, but that was only momentary as he thrust back into me and really started pounding the fuck out of me. There was something so hot about the way he just took my ass a moment earlier when he had me pinned to the wall, and I was begging him to fuck me harder. He obliged, and started fucking me like he owned me, calling me his little bitch boy and making him tell me him how much I loved having him in me.
This go around didn't last as long as the last and as he got closer he decided to start to stroke me. Needless to say it didn't take me long to shoot as I covered my chest with my load. He then pulled out of me and shot his load all over my face.
I saw him a few other times, but rather sporadically, and the fucking was never really as good as it was that night.
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