All-American Fuck by Chicago Horsehung
Ok, so per Nifty rules, this story about me recently having sex with a z-list gay celebrity is not TRUE. To cover my tracks, I'll also refrain from explicitly mentioning this celebrity's name, but it's not hard to figure out...
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Market Days is the gay event of the summer here in Chicago, even surpassing Pride, and you never know who you'll run into. I was having a beer (or two, or three...) with my friends at Sidetrack after the concerts had ended. The place was packed and pretty much every homo in the Windy City made his way through the bar that night.
"Holy shit, it's that guy – the one from YouTube!" One of my buddies whispered loudly to us, his voice barely rising above the music that was blaring from the video screens. We all looked over to the small crowd that was gathered near one of the corners of the rear bar.
Sure enough, it was that underwear-model-turned-gay-singer whose viral video was making the rounds on all the blogs. I wasn't surprised he'd be there, as I knew he'd performed at Market Days earlier in the day. In person, he was a lot shorter than I'd expected, and younger looking. It wasn't until later that I realized he's only 21. But holy fuck, he was just as hot up close – amazing, flawless body and absolutely gorgeous face. He was wearing a tight sleeveless muscle tee and a pair of snug-fitting shorts that showed off his ass beautifully. I could see why every fag in the country was creaming their panties over this guy.
Suddenly, I had a wild thought and whipped out my iPhone. I turned Grindr on, wondering if there was any chance this dude would actually be on there. I figured there wouldn't be a chance in hell—Holy shit! One of the first photos closest to me was a torso shot of an un-fucking-believably hot, smooth-muscled young jock. I had no doubt it was him – shit, we've all seen him shirtless, he wasn't fooling anyone. The screen name at the top said "S" and the message said "looking. say hi!"
Now, I should probably describe myself here. I'm a 42-year-old investment banker who has lived in Chicago my whole life. I do pretty well for myself both financially and sexually. I'm tall – 6'4" – and I work out 5-6 days a week, so I'm in great shape. I am a mutt who is mostly Latino, Italian, and Lebanese, so I am sort of the epitome of "tall, dark, and handsome." I am pretty hairy, bearded, and guys have described me as a "muscle bear," but I really don't have much fat, I am just built really big.
He was so young, I doubted he'd be into me, but I decided "what the hell?" and decided to take a shot. I've fucked plenty of guys his age (or younger), so took a chance that he might be into the older muscle stud type.
"Nice pic." I messaged. My photo is the obligatory shirtless bathroom mirror pic, but unlike his, I show my face. I'm wearing a towel in the pic and I show off my hairy, muscled bod really well. I also list my true stats in my profile, I don't believe in false advertising.
I watched him out of the corner of my eye. After a few mins, he pulled out his phone and fiddled with the screen. I saw him typing and, lo and behold, my phone pinged. A message from "S"! Holy shit! My heart skipped a beat.
"thanks man, u too! woof"
I laughed out loud. I couldn't believe this clean-cut "all-American boy" was into that sort of lingo.
"What you up to, bud?" I responded.
"nm. looking. u?"
"Same." And with that I sent him a pic of my dick. Oh yeah, I should have mentioned I have a huge cock. Nine inches and slightly thicker than a can of red bull, with a fat fucking uncut mushroom knob.
"shit" He wrote back "thats huge man. what u into?"
"Total top here. Love making bottom boys scream. You have more pics?" I decided to press my luck – at this point, I still didn't think there'd be any chance in hell I'd be fucking him. I thought the least I could get was some hot pics of him.
He sent me two pics, the first one of his face – it was him, natch, but it was the second one that got me crazy horned. It was a close up pic of his ass, fucking perfectly round and muscular, the crack spread open to show a mouthwateringly hot little hairless pink asshole.
"u want to seed me man?" He added.
"Fuck yeah."
"meet me outside in 5"
I couldn't believe this was fucking happening. I didn't want to tell my friends what was going on, because I was sure they'd make a scene. I just excused myself and told them I was heading out. One of them joked and said he saw me on Grindr and asked who my trick was. I just sort of chuckled and shook my head.
I was standing outside the entrance on Halsted, sure that he wouldn't show, when all of a sudden, I found myself face-to-face with America's gay dreamboy. Well, not exactly face-to-face, as he was about a head shorter than me. He looked me up and down and I could tell he liked what he saw. Up close, he was even more fucking breathtaking – those eyes, those lips, that fucking body! My cock was rock-hard and straining in my slacks. It was fucking unreal, I thought to myself, I'm actually about to fuck this kid. In the next hour or so, my fat prick is going to be crammed up his celebrity asshole.
"Where are we going, man?" He asked.
"My place. I live a few blocks from here."
I hailed a cab, even though my place on Lake Shore Drive is only a 10 minute walk. The ride was pretty quiet. I wondered if he knew that I knew who he was. He didn't say anything, though.
On the elevator ride up to my condo, I reached over and shoved my hand down his pants, rubbing his meaty bubblebutt, burying my fingers in his smooth crack and tickling his sweaty little hole. He gasped out loud, his gorgeous full lips falling open before puckering into an open "O" as I shoved my index finger deep into his hot, tight sphincter.
"Damn, you're a slutty little whore, aren't you?" I growled, watching him squirm on my finger.
"Fuck yeah man!" He muttered, a bead of sweat falling down his temple.
"You probably fuckin' spread this little cunt open for any random stud with a huge dick, don't you? How many big raw cocks have you taken, bitch?"
"I dunno man, a lot, tons." The little musclejock was breathing fast, he was really getting worked up from my dirty talk and my finger fucking his hole.
As soon as we got inside my condo, we were stripping our clothes off like animals. Within seconds, his flawless body was completely nude. Standing before me was a fucking Adonis. The dude was like a fucking Greek statue, every inch of him young, sculpted, male-model perfection. His cock was a respectable, thick 7 or so inches, cut, with a string of pre-cum drooling from the piss hole. His pubes and his fat balls were completely shaved.
His eyes were glued to my rock-hard cock, throbbing at its full, thick 9 inches. My dick stood straight up in front of my hairy abs, the swollen head reaching past my belly button. Without saying a word, the kid got on his knees and shoved his face in my sweaty, furry nutsack. He didn't waste any time licking and sucking my huge balls. I pressed my cock against his gorgeous face, the length of it reaching past the top of his head. A little bit of my pre-cum dribbled into his soft brown hair.
I started smacking my meat against his cheeks as he slobbered on my nuts. He looked up at me, his beautiful eyes showing me how much he loved the rough treatment. I reached down and he started sucking on first one finger, then another, then a third. The whole time just staring up at me. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head back. He opened his mouth wide like a hungry baby bird. He looked like such a hot fucking slut.
I pushed the head of my dick into his mouth and he started blowing me like a pro. Both of his hands wrapped themselves around my shaft, jerking my sweaty bone as he sucked. The dude had sucked a lot of big cock, I was sure of it. His tongue was fucking heaven. I tried to push in a few inches, but he started gagging. A huge glob of spit ran down my shaft and dripped off of my balls. He looked up at me, desperate to keep choking on my juicy dong.
He worshipped my cock for another 10 or so minutes, jacking his own dripping cock as he licked and slurped on every inch. I kept looking down at that amazing muscleboy ass, imaging how hot it would look split wide open with my cock deep inside. I couldn't wait any longer and grabbed him by the shoulders. I couldn't wait to get into the bedroom, so I just tossed him against the living room couch.
He immediately assumed the position, facing away from me, his knees on the couch seat and his hands on the back of the couch. He arched his back so that his jaw-dropping ass jutted out, like two ripe melons, the plump cheeks parted ever-so-slightly, giving me a naughty glimpse of his hungry boypussy. He looked over his shoulder at me, practically begging me to dig in.
And dig in I did. I shoved my face into fucking paradise, my mouth searching for his puckered anus. I pushed my tongue against his horny hole and ate it like a madman. In no time, I was shoving my tongue inside and sucking it like the most delicious candy on earth. It was during this time that I discovered what a noisy little slut he was. The fucker carried on like a bitch, moaning and crying like a greedy faggot as I devoured his hole. I love a bottom that totally loses control when he's being used. It was clear Mr. YouTube was just such a slut.
The whining and moaning was getting to me. I had to fuck that hole. I got up and reached over to an endtable, grabbing a bottle of poppers and tube of lube I kept in a drawer. The kid huffed on the poppers like a vacuum cleaner as I poured lube all over my dick and all over his crack.
"You want this big fuckin' cock up your pussy, slut?" I taunted him as I rubbed the swollen knob up and down the slick crevice, making sure to slide it hard against his desperate little hole.
He looked over his shoulder at me, his face turning red, his eyes watery, pupils dilated. He nodded excitedly. His voice took on the tone of a whiny little kid.
"Please!" He begged. "Please, fuck me, man! Fuck me with your huge fucking cock!"
"You want my load up your hole, fuckin' dirty slut?"
"Oh God! Oh fuck yes! Breed my ass, man! Shoot it fucking deep!"
I grabbed him by the hips and shoved hard, slowly sinking every thick inch into his vicelike musclepussy. My cock looked fucking massive as it stretched his little pink wide open. His ass was unbelievably hot and tight, the perfect fucking cunt. The dude screamed and hollered bloody murder as I bottomed out. He was going fucking nuts with my dick destroying his celebrity shitter.
As soon as my hairy nuts were pressed against his smooth crack, I wasted no time pulling back and slamming back into him. He squealed like a stuck pig. He bucked his ass hard against my invading prick. It was clear he fucking loved the pain and pleasure of my big dick splitting him in half.
I mounted him like a fucking dog in heat, jackhammering hard and deep into his guts. The hard muscles on both our bodies strained, my sweat dripping down onto his golden torso. For the next half hour, I slamfucked into his hot bare hole like a piston. He was fucking gone at this point – babbling and howling and literally fucking crying as I used him the fuck up. He gasped like he was goddamn hyperventilating.
He started screaming and started shooting his load all over my couch when I started smacking his bouncing asscheeks and calling him a "dirty fucking faggot." His squeezing ass was too much for my cock and I started spewing my thick scum as deep as I could up his cunt. I couldn't believe how much I was fucking cumming. It started overflowing his ass and dripping down his crack.
"Feel that, bitch?" I whispered, my lips pressed against his ear. "Gonna fuckin' knock you up, fag. Seedin' you so fuckin' deep."
He whimpered and shook his ass against my pelvis.
As soon as I pulled out, he crawled to his knees in front of me and started sucking and cleaning my filthy, cummy cock with his tongue. I reached behind him and scooped up the jizz that leaked out his gaping hole, bringing it to his lips for him to eat like good boy. I leaned down and we met each other in a hungry kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue.
We lay on the couch for a few minutes before I had to get up to take a leak. When I got back from the bathroom, my YouTube boy was putting his underwear back on.
"You leaving man?" I was disappointed – and hoping I'd get another round later that night. Even all sweaty and flushed post-fuck, he was one of the hottest guys I'd ever seen.
"Yeah, sorry, man, I really have to get going. Thanks, that was... fucking amazing. Fuck, you have a huge fucking dick."
"Can I get your number, man?"
"Uh... yeah, sure."
He gave me what I suspected was a fake number. I gave him mine. And then he was gone.
I haven't heard from the kid since, but still can't believe I fucked him and dumped my load in his Grade-A cunt. Bar none one of the hottest, sluttiest bottoms I've ever had in 25 years of pounding ass.
The End
Let me know if you want to hear about any of my other Windy City adventures! I'm into fucking young twinks, college boys, and jocks 18-21. Horsehungchicago@yahoo.com