This is a completely fictive story about fantasies from a guy who had a strange fetish: strong affection to bed humpers.
I always fantasize about an imaginary boyfriend at the age around 20. A cute, blond, baby-face hottie, or a sexy sweet latino, both works for me. But in my imagination, he is always skinny as hell with a huge boner that always point directly to the ceiling when its erect. I have a theory about bed humpers and their boners, that most likely they have complete straight cocks that completely lean against the belly when its hard due to the fact that they have to position their hard bricks that way during masturbation.
So, I met Nick. It was a hook up. I picked him up in a club and brought him to my place. As I rapidly undressed him, I checked every little part his hot body. I was especially excited about what I would find in his briefs. Well, he was already rock hard, his bulge clearly showed an amazing cock size and shape: completely straight fat cock pointing up, just as I like it. I just couldn't wait to see his dick, but I controlled myself. I caressed his throbbing bulge with my hand while gently pressed against his belly. He looked very aroused, started to moan heavily. Then I can't stand any longer and I peeped into his briefs. OMFG: he had the hottest boner I have ever seen; a decent-size, uncut cock but it rather looked cut because of a short foreskin, exposing the whole pinkish mushroom shaped cockhead. So, I took it into my mount, I sucked him, wetted his cock with my saliva before the whole sex session turned into a very intense and passionate frottage. He seemed really enjoy it, both positions, either under me or topping me. As our cocks rubbed against each other between our bellies, the sensation had become so intense, so overwhelmingly pleasurable for me that I almost completely lost my mind. I thought that I had finally found a guy who really knows how fucking fun a frotting session can be. The thought just aroused me more, complete lost in the mind-blowing pre-orgasmic pleasure, I felt I just can't hold it back any longer and blew a huge pocket of jizz into his belly. I apologized that I couldn't wait for him. So, I offered him a handjob. To my great surprise, he blushed. I asked him if said something wrong.
He said: "no, I just can't cum by regular hand stroke, I hope, you understand. My cock needs a lot of friction to get off."
That was too much for me. I got very excited but I tried not to reveal it to much. "Is he truly a bed humper?" I though in my mind.
Then I said: "Ohh well, do it how you like it, go for it, I wanna see you cum."
With a little hesitation, he turned onto his stomach. Hell yes!!! He started to rub his swollen cock against the firm bedsheet. Nick sheepishly admitted that he is a bed humper.
He told me: "So, you know now, I'm a bed humper, I use to masturbate like this since I was 6. I was always a horny kid, I did it at least 2-3 times a day, but sometimes I go crazy and I hump off my cock several more times."
Just learning about his masturbation practice immediately caused me a boner again, and I couldn't hide it my arousal.
"Well, I used to do the same way when I was younger.
It kinda turns me on to see you finishing yourself that way. But wait a little bit, I wanna see your cock close when you cum."
I laid on my back and asked Nick to hump his hard cock on my smooth chest, so I could see his beautiful cock during whole session. He accommodated to my idea without a question and happily went for it. He cummed on me so hard, my whole chest and neck was full with his sticky, white boyjuice. I also came again immediately after him, I just can't get enough of the view of his beautiful cock heavily humping in front of my eyes.
Well, we started dating each other, moved together. We started every day with a hot messy frot session. These were the best days of my life. I found someone who really share my secret fetish and obsession for humping/frotting and happily willing to do what I'm asking for. Beside our daily frotting session that we both really enjoyed I went further. First, I was just rather told him as a joke that I would love to see how many times he can hump off a day. But later, I just simply encouraged him to hump off as many times as he possibly can. It became an obsession and routine for both of us, he loved to do it for me. Watching him really turned me and he knew. The harder, the rougher, the better. His cock was literally over-abused with lot of friction. I wanted to make sure that my little bed humper treats his cock properly, keep practicing it time to time, edging and figuring out new ways and methods to improve even more his humping skills. I even bough some new furniture made from different textures and materials, just for his masturbation purposes. I knew he rather enjoyed a firm surfaced to press his hard cock against than soft textures. With the time, his humping sessions became more rough and intense with lot of pressure on his cock. He literally used all of furniture in my apartment for masturbation, leaving several cum stains everywhere, he also tried different positions (laying on the bedside, standing against the wall) and textures (silk, leather, corduroy, cotton, sponge-mattress, bed floor, literally everything). Once, roughly every month we held a hump-marathon day. A day, when he had to cum by humping as many times as possibly could until he went completely dry and couldn't masturbate any more. He kept a 2day abstinence before to get him super horny for these days. Every time he tried to overpass his previous masturbation records and went crazy. I remember, it was actually more 20 just within 24 hour. His cock was so overused and abused with simply too much friction, but he didn't mind it. To be honest, I literally boosted the number of his bed humping sessions -mostly for my pleasure- so extremely high and also got him into that strange obsession, that this little guy will surely stick this form of masturbation habit for rest of his life and he won't ever be able to cum by other ways.