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So I was home one night, bored and my folks were out of town. I logged onto A4A and started to see who was online, who was hosting and who was new. I came across one profile of someone one town over from me. His user name was Mikeyy11550; stats were 19, 6'0", 200lb, 36w, Average, Black Hair, Smooth, American Indian. He stated he was looking for Friendship, 1-on-1 Sex, relationship, and a little more. I read through his profile and sent him a message, I was always intrigued by Asians, Indians and Native Americans. So I sent him the following message:
"How's it going? Chris here. Live not too far from. Definitely interested in meeting to chat, grab coffee, something. Looking to meet new people, no pressure or anything. Friends or Friends with benefits preferred. Let me know."
After that, I went to go take care of some errands.
When I got home, I had a reply from him waiting for me in my inbox:
"Hey, Mikey here. Though I'm more into guys with athletic builds, I'm horney as hell. I'm kinda a chub chaser on occasion if theyre good looking like you. You free tonight?"
Since I had to work, we messaged back and forth a few times before I went to work. We decided to meet after work near his mom's apartment at a 7-11.
**** Later that night ****
So I pull into the parking lot of the 7-11 we agree to meet at. I didn't see anyone standing outside, so I shut off my car, kill the lights, and go inside to wait there if he hasn't arrived yet. As I walk in, I see someone towards the back of the store, just standing around, looking at whatever and that fits Mike's description. I go approach him.
"Mike?" I inquire.
"Yea, I take it you're Chris then?" he replied.
I nod. "So, you feel like staying here, or go elsewhere?"
"We could go to this one parking lot I know of that'll be dark enough, if you'd want to," Mike offered.
"Yeah, that can work me I guess. I tend not to like doing things in the car, but if we have to," I respond back.
We head out to my car since Mike walked over. He directs me to a parking lot not too far away, parking at the back of the lot along some trees and bushes. I kill just the lights but leave the engine running for now. I purposely had some old blankets in the back of my car depending on how far we decided to go tonight and where.
We agreed to move to the back of my car. Since I had a small SUV, I flipped my back seats down and tumbled them forward so we had some room to lay out.
"So," Mike begins, "what was it that you were hoping to do?"
As I put my hand on his crotch, Mike replies with a smile, "Well, was hoping to play with the peace pipe." Chris then moves in and starts to give him a kiss.
Mike puts one hand on the back of Chris' head and starts to French kiss him. Chris does the same to him as he rubs Mike's crotch, feeling it grow and harden. Soon, Mike moves on top of Chris, his head now resting on a folded up blanket. He starts grinding Chris, cock against throbbing cock.
"you want to see it, don't you?" he asks Chris.
"Fuck yeah man."
Mike gets up to his knees, undoes his buckle and lowers his pants and underwear in one motion, revealing an 11" monster. He brings it to Chris' mouth. Chris takes as much as he can in without gagging while also grabbing Mike's hips. Mike braces himself with one hand and strokes the remainder of his cock wih the other hand. The two get into a rhythm for a couple of minutes, during which Chris moves one hand to his own 7" cock to rub gently.
With a look of ecstacy, Mike looks down at Chris. "Can I tap that ass?"
"Dude, as long as you go easy on me. I've never had a monster like that before," Chris responds.
Creating a ball of padding, Chris rests his crotch on it, letting his arse be up in the air to help with matters. Mike grabs a bottle of lube out of his pants pocket. Applying some to Chris' ass, he starts loosing it up with one finger, then two after a few minutes and finally three.
Mike lines up his throbbing cock for Chris' hole, the 11" monster is wider as it gets to the base. Mike slowly pushes in, Chris doing what he can to stay relaxed. Mike moves in and out slowly, going deeper each time. After a few minutes, the pain subsides and Chris is finally fully relaxed.
Mike doesn't go too fast since he doesn't want to hurt Chris. He slowly works his pace up until he is thrusting in and out at a comfortable rate. The two take it nice and easy, Mike occassionally throwing in some quick fire humps. When he does this, he leans in closer to Chris' back, putting one arm around his stomach to hold him closer.
"I'm about to cum dude, from rubbing against the blankets here and you hitting my prostate," Chris pants after about 10 minutes, his cock still rubbing back and forth against the blanket.
"I'm about to cum too," Mike replies, "you're fucking tight as hell."
"It's what happens when you don't get to bottom to often," Chris replies.
Mike starts to speed up, his low hanging balls slapping between him and Chris. He then leans down, hugs his arms around Chris' chest. With the rocking motion and Mike's arms wrapped around him, Chris' nipples were being rubbed and he was in heaven from it.
Next thing Chris knows, he felt the point of no return for his orgasm.
"Duu, oh ... oh, ah..." is all Chris is able to get out, his body tenses up, his anus muscles contricting around Mike's cock. Chris shoots about 5 or 6 shots into the blanket.
"Oh, fuck that feels good!" Mike almost shouts, pushing his cock in and holding it. The next thing he knows, the warth and tightness causes him to go past the point of no return and he buries his cock as much as he can in Chris' ass, releasing what felt like 8 shots of cum.
The two just lay there, both cocks softening. Mike takes his out of Chris' ass, grabs some tissues and cleans himself and Chris' ass off, just to be polite and not dirty the car.
"ha ha, thanks," Chris smiles.
"The least I could do," Mike replies.
Chris flips over on his back and the two stare at each other. Mike goes in for a kiss.
"Thank you. You were a champ. It's not often someone is willing to take on my beast."
Chris smiles, "No problem. I don't think I normally would of, but spur of the moment made me do it and I'm glad I did."
The two get dressed and Chris drops Mike back off at the 7-11. When Chris got home, he logged into the usual sites, Manhunt and Adam4Adam. On A4A, Mike had messaged him:
"Thank you again for tonight. Hopefully, we'll meet up again? I think next time I'll be able to arrange for meeting at my apartment. King size bed! Let me know."
Chris simply replied with: "You've got it, I'm free Monday all day. Let me know."
Later that night, Chris got a reply: "1pm, 400 Fulton Ave, apt 3B."
The beginning of a good thing? Probably.