Friday Fun Fuck Fest.
So, it was a warm California summer Friday night, and I was headed to some married hot Sicilian stud’s luxury condo down by the river. We had been e-mailing back and forth after he had answered my ad on Craigslist. He lived a few minutes down the freeway in another beach city. He was 50, 5’9”, 180, and 7.5 fat uncut cock, the photo he sent me confirmed. I wanted it, so badly.
He had told me through our correspondence that his name was Gabriel, that he had only recently moved there and that his wife had left early that day to drive back to her mother’s place three hours’ drive along the coast, where they had lived previously. She wasn’t coming back until late Sunday. And he was going to take advantage of her absence and fuck a man. On their bed.
It was a complete pain trying to find his place among the 100 look-alike buildings, but after finding a parking space I walked up to him in the alley, standing in his open garage watching for me. What a stud he was. Handsome guy with a perpetual tan thanks to his Sicilian heritage. I had always admired Sicilian men after living on the island twice. Never had the opportunity to suck one’s cock though. Tonight I was going to and then some.
We exchanged greetings, and he invited me to follow him inside. His sports shorts accentuated his great firm ass that I couldn’t keep my eyes off as I followed along. I couldn’t wait to eat it. His place was one of the nicest places I had gone into for discreet sex. Whoever decorated had a good eye for style. It looked like nobody lived there it was that tidy. Found out later his wife was a home decorator, and she worked from home, hence the picture-perfect house.
Gabriel offered me a drink because he was obviously just slightly inebriated. I told him I would, except I had to drive back home. He told me he had hoped I would stay the night. He made me a strong white Russian. No ice. It looked like a fun night ahead. I downed the first one while we chatted, and he made me another. Thank goodness I had eaten four slices of bread before coming there. Hangover prevention. I thought it was a good idea to get comfortable, so I began to undress to my underwear right there in the bar area of his kitchen, where we had stopped.
He handed me my drink and I downed it in two swigs. I handed the glass back and asked for another. I then walked around the counter to where he was standing making my drink and came up behind him. I reached down inside his shorts' waist band and ran my palm down his ass crack while fingering his tight hole. I plunged my middle finger deep up his ass and he moaned and thrust back on my palm. With my other hand I reached around and firmly grasped his now rock hard cock enrobed in his shorts. His was definitely 7.5, but extra thick and beefy in feel. I could feel the throbbing of his erection through the nylon.
I took my hand out of his ass crack, took a long drink from the glass and asked him if it was time to retire to a more comfortable place and suck each other’s cocks. He laughed and told me to follow him. Down the hall we walked, and he entered the master bedroom. The one with a queen memory foam mattress and a bright white comforter on top of it. I was getting ready to suck this classy lady’s husband’s cock on the bed she slept in. Then we were going to fuck on it.
He turned toward me and I moved to meet him and grabbing his firm butt cheek slipped my hand down his waistband, grasped his throbbing cock and kissed him open-mouthed, shoving my tongue inside his mouth. He responded and grabbed my bulging cock and ass cheek. We stood there and made out. Breaking away, he turned, went into the bathroom through the walk-in closet and turned on the light. Motioning me to the other side of the bed, he then went and turned off the ceiling light. The room was dimly lit by the bathroom light. Dropping our shorts, we met in the middle, lying on the bed.
His throbbing cock greeted me as my six-inch hard, cut cock was ready for his hot mouth. Many men had complimented me on my perfect-to-suckle cock. I was so horny I buried his fat cock in my throat and exhaled against his stomach. My loins felt a comforting warmth from his tongue and throat as he had me firmly down his throat. He was one hungry cocksucker, and I needed it sucked well.
I reached around his hip, and with my palm I reunited my middle finger with his asshole, burying it deeply. He moaned, and I thrust my hip forward and fucked his mouth. I moved my free leg over his head and bracing his head against it, I began rhythmically fucking his mouth while massaging his prostate with my buried finger. His cock deep down my throat, I sucked it with delirious delight.
I rolled over on top of him, forcing him on to his back. Now on my knees, I began to fuck his face. His head back and mouth wide open, I could hear his sucking sound as my cock stoked his throat balls deep. I wanted his throat to remember my cock. Every inch of it. Engrossed with face fucking, I had neglected his cock. Looking at it lying hard on his stomach, I desired it to be inside me. Reluctantly pulling my cock out of his mouth, I backed up off the bed until we were face to face. “Fuck me,” I begged as I kissed his lips, tasting our cocks still on our breath. He moved to the other side and stood up. I moved around to him.
I had cleaned myself out well prior, as every good bottom should. I turned toward the bed, leaned over onto it, and reached behind and spread my ass wide with my hands in anticipation of the hot spear soon to be piercing my loins. What I got was his tongue buried deep in my asshole! Damn, it felt great; I love to have my ass eaten prior to being fucked. His rough beard stubble felt like sandpaper on my most, sensitive area, but it hurt so good. I was moaning in painful delight. And getting very wet.
He stood up and stroked his cock, ensuring it was hard. Moving behind me, one hand on my hip, he planted his hooded cock head at my anal cavity and deftly shoved it balls deep and stopped. I moaned and cried out in ecstasy. Then he pulled back and fucked me deep. Over and over, he thrust his rod in my ass, and with each deep thrust I fucked back, and we were one: two men connected in this savage display of pure sexual desire and sexual relief needed.
I still had my hands spreading my cheeks open for him and I could feel my hard-on sliding along the bed spread as he used my ass as a pounding board. We were in synch and I began to use my ass muscles to massage his cock, and soon enough the effect of this made him moan, and he began fuck harder. I felt his balls swell up as they slapped my ass, and his hot load began to pump out into my ass. He fucked until nothing more came out, then paused and just stood there his cock still connected and deep inside me. We were both drenched in sweat. But I was not done.
He slowly went soft and slid out of my ass as he moved away. He turned and went into the bathroom to clean his cock and loins. I lay there and caught my breath. I heard him coming back toward the bed. I got up, rested, and said, “Now my turn. Take the position.” I was going to fuck this handsome man with the rock-hard ass. And my rock-hard cock knew it.
He smiled and bent forward and down on the bed, spreading his ass cheeks wide. I dropped to my knees and buried my face in it and began to eat his ass. Jeez, I love to eat ass. Almost as much as sucking cock. Not really; nothing beats sucking cock. I ate his ass while jacking off, getting my cock hard and his hole wet. After a while I stood up, presented my cock at his hole and pushed it in. A little bit. Damn, he was tight. I grabbed both butt cheeks and after a moment shoved it halfway in.
He moaned and groaned so loud, I am sure the neighbors heard it. But he didn’t say stop. So I shoved it in more. And he bucked back on it. Then all hell broke loose as I got into rhythm and I fucked his ass so hard, and he moaned in delight as he bucked back. I pushed him flat on the bed, and it lifted his feet off the ground, his legs straight out behind as I pounded his ass while lying on him, nibbling on his neck. It was raw sex at its best, and we were in unison as he milked my cock with his ass muscle and I built up a load. Eventually the need to cum was overwhelming, and I pumped a fair to middling amount of semen into his intestines.
We both lay there exhausted, drenched in sweat. I let my cock go limp in his ass as I reclined on top of him. Eventually I got off him and went into the bathroom to clean myself up. When I came out, he had moved to the top of the bed, head on a pillow, and had fallen asleep, exhausted and sated from our sexual tryst. I walked into the kitchen, retrieved my drink and downed it to clench my thirst.
After getting my discarded skivvies I dressed and let myself out, after ensuring the door was locked behind me. I slowly drove home on the back road route, fairly sober but not taking chances with the sheriffs patrolling the freeway for drunks at this late time. I had left because I am not much of a morning guy after a one-night stand. Plus, he would probably be busy getting out the shit stain left on the white bed spread before the wife got home.
I also had a meet-up at noon with a hot Japanese lawyer who was a top with a six-inch cut cock and a beautiful mushroom head, who had also answered my ad. His condo had a breath-taking view of the ocean from his living room with one wall all glass… The sex was amazing. But that’s a story for another time. Such is the life of a dedicated cocksucker, and the many men who need my service.
He had told me through our correspondence that his name was Gabriel, that he had only recently moved there and that his wife had left early that day to drive back to her mother’s place three hours’ drive along the coast, where they had lived previously. She wasn’t coming back until late Sunday. And he was going to take advantage of her absence and fuck a man. On their bed.
It was a complete pain trying to find his place among the 100 look-alike buildings, but after finding a parking space I walked up to him in the alley, standing in his open garage watching for me. What a stud he was. Handsome guy with a perpetual tan thanks to his Sicilian heritage. I had always admired Sicilian men after living on the island twice. Never had the opportunity to suck one’s cock though. Tonight I was going to and then some.
We exchanged greetings, and he invited me to follow him inside. His sports shorts accentuated his great firm ass that I couldn’t keep my eyes off as I followed along. I couldn’t wait to eat it. His place was one of the nicest places I had gone into for discreet sex. Whoever decorated had a good eye for style. It looked like nobody lived there it was that tidy. Found out later his wife was a home decorator, and she worked from home, hence the picture-perfect house.
Gabriel offered me a drink because he was obviously just slightly inebriated. I told him I would, except I had to drive back home. He told me he had hoped I would stay the night. He made me a strong white Russian. No ice. It looked like a fun night ahead. I downed the first one while we chatted, and he made me another. Thank goodness I had eaten four slices of bread before coming there. Hangover prevention. I thought it was a good idea to get comfortable, so I began to undress to my underwear right there in the bar area of his kitchen, where we had stopped.
He handed me my drink and I downed it in two swigs. I handed the glass back and asked for another. I then walked around the counter to where he was standing making my drink and came up behind him. I reached down inside his shorts' waist band and ran my palm down his ass crack while fingering his tight hole. I plunged my middle finger deep up his ass and he moaned and thrust back on my palm. With my other hand I reached around and firmly grasped his now rock hard cock enrobed in his shorts. His was definitely 7.5, but extra thick and beefy in feel. I could feel the throbbing of his erection through the nylon.
I took my hand out of his ass crack, took a long drink from the glass and asked him if it was time to retire to a more comfortable place and suck each other’s cocks. He laughed and told me to follow him. Down the hall we walked, and he entered the master bedroom. The one with a queen memory foam mattress and a bright white comforter on top of it. I was getting ready to suck this classy lady’s husband’s cock on the bed she slept in. Then we were going to fuck on it.
He turned toward me and I moved to meet him and grabbing his firm butt cheek slipped my hand down his waistband, grasped his throbbing cock and kissed him open-mouthed, shoving my tongue inside his mouth. He responded and grabbed my bulging cock and ass cheek. We stood there and made out. Breaking away, he turned, went into the bathroom through the walk-in closet and turned on the light. Motioning me to the other side of the bed, he then went and turned off the ceiling light. The room was dimly lit by the bathroom light. Dropping our shorts, we met in the middle, lying on the bed.
His throbbing cock greeted me as my six-inch hard, cut cock was ready for his hot mouth. Many men had complimented me on my perfect-to-suckle cock. I was so horny I buried his fat cock in my throat and exhaled against his stomach. My loins felt a comforting warmth from his tongue and throat as he had me firmly down his throat. He was one hungry cocksucker, and I needed it sucked well.
I reached around his hip, and with my palm I reunited my middle finger with his asshole, burying it deeply. He moaned, and I thrust my hip forward and fucked his mouth. I moved my free leg over his head and bracing his head against it, I began rhythmically fucking his mouth while massaging his prostate with my buried finger. His cock deep down my throat, I sucked it with delirious delight.
I rolled over on top of him, forcing him on to his back. Now on my knees, I began to fuck his face. His head back and mouth wide open, I could hear his sucking sound as my cock stoked his throat balls deep. I wanted his throat to remember my cock. Every inch of it. Engrossed with face fucking, I had neglected his cock. Looking at it lying hard on his stomach, I desired it to be inside me. Reluctantly pulling my cock out of his mouth, I backed up off the bed until we were face to face. “Fuck me,” I begged as I kissed his lips, tasting our cocks still on our breath. He moved to the other side and stood up. I moved around to him.
I had cleaned myself out well prior, as every good bottom should. I turned toward the bed, leaned over onto it, and reached behind and spread my ass wide with my hands in anticipation of the hot spear soon to be piercing my loins. What I got was his tongue buried deep in my asshole! Damn, it felt great; I love to have my ass eaten prior to being fucked. His rough beard stubble felt like sandpaper on my most, sensitive area, but it hurt so good. I was moaning in painful delight. And getting very wet.
He stood up and stroked his cock, ensuring it was hard. Moving behind me, one hand on my hip, he planted his hooded cock head at my anal cavity and deftly shoved it balls deep and stopped. I moaned and cried out in ecstasy. Then he pulled back and fucked me deep. Over and over, he thrust his rod in my ass, and with each deep thrust I fucked back, and we were one: two men connected in this savage display of pure sexual desire and sexual relief needed.
I still had my hands spreading my cheeks open for him and I could feel my hard-on sliding along the bed spread as he used my ass as a pounding board. We were in synch and I began to use my ass muscles to massage his cock, and soon enough the effect of this made him moan, and he began fuck harder. I felt his balls swell up as they slapped my ass, and his hot load began to pump out into my ass. He fucked until nothing more came out, then paused and just stood there his cock still connected and deep inside me. We were both drenched in sweat. But I was not done.
He slowly went soft and slid out of my ass as he moved away. He turned and went into the bathroom to clean his cock and loins. I lay there and caught my breath. I heard him coming back toward the bed. I got up, rested, and said, “Now my turn. Take the position.” I was going to fuck this handsome man with the rock-hard ass. And my rock-hard cock knew it.
He smiled and bent forward and down on the bed, spreading his ass cheeks wide. I dropped to my knees and buried my face in it and began to eat his ass. Jeez, I love to eat ass. Almost as much as sucking cock. Not really; nothing beats sucking cock. I ate his ass while jacking off, getting my cock hard and his hole wet. After a while I stood up, presented my cock at his hole and pushed it in. A little bit. Damn, he was tight. I grabbed both butt cheeks and after a moment shoved it halfway in.
He moaned and groaned so loud, I am sure the neighbors heard it. But he didn’t say stop. So I shoved it in more. And he bucked back on it. Then all hell broke loose as I got into rhythm and I fucked his ass so hard, and he moaned in delight as he bucked back. I pushed him flat on the bed, and it lifted his feet off the ground, his legs straight out behind as I pounded his ass while lying on him, nibbling on his neck. It was raw sex at its best, and we were in unison as he milked my cock with his ass muscle and I built up a load. Eventually the need to cum was overwhelming, and I pumped a fair to middling amount of semen into his intestines.
We both lay there exhausted, drenched in sweat. I let my cock go limp in his ass as I reclined on top of him. Eventually I got off him and went into the bathroom to clean myself up. When I came out, he had moved to the top of the bed, head on a pillow, and had fallen asleep, exhausted and sated from our sexual tryst. I walked into the kitchen, retrieved my drink and downed it to clench my thirst.
After getting my discarded skivvies I dressed and let myself out, after ensuring the door was locked behind me. I slowly drove home on the back road route, fairly sober but not taking chances with the sheriffs patrolling the freeway for drunks at this late time. I had left because I am not much of a morning guy after a one-night stand. Plus, he would probably be busy getting out the shit stain left on the white bed spread before the wife got home.
I also had a meet-up at noon with a hot Japanese lawyer who was a top with a six-inch cut cock and a beautiful mushroom head, who had also answered my ad. His condo had a breath-taking view of the ocean from his living room with one wall all glass… The sex was amazing. But that’s a story for another time. Such is the life of a dedicated cocksucker, and the many men who need my service.
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