My Younger Dom Top Chapter 2
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Berlin, October 2021
After having spent the summer in Spain (thanks home office!), I got back to Berlin a month ago and had my first COVID vaccination.
Even before flying back, I had already started to text my regular fuck buddies to let them know that I am coming back. At 34 years old I have not been in a serious relationship for several years, since before moving to Berlin, so naturally after living here for so many years I have developed my network of friends and friends with benefits.
All 4 of my current fuck buddies were very excited to meet me again, so I have been busy for a couple of weeks.
Simon, my sexy compatriot gaymer nerd from Seville, has always been all vanilla with me. His cock is well sized and he has good stamina so in the past I enjoyed having sex with him. However this time I realised that I was missing something when he was fucking me, sorry, I mean when he was making love to me. He is gentle and soft spoken, and during lockdown, probably due to lack of sex, my need to be fucked hard and humiliated got stronger than ever before. I met him once after coming back to Berlin but I wasn’t interested in meeting him again because the sex with him didn’t satisfy me (although I did cum).
Kevin, the sexy American tour guide with the long thick cock and the dominant side that I enjoy so much, announced to me that he is finally on prep and only wants to fuck his bottoms bare from now on. For old time’s sake he made an exception and we fucked once with a condom, but I don’t want to go on prep for him, because I am not excited to catch all other STDs while staying safe from HIV. I know very well that Kevin fucks anything that moves in this city so going on prep just to have bare sex with him sounds the straightest path to the clinic!
Hendrik, the 195cm-tall (6'4") Dutch research assistant with the very skinny body, is an excellent fucker who likes to spank my big butt while pounding me. I really enjoyed getting fucked by him twice in the past couple of weeks, before he dropped the bomb that he really wants to get married and settle down, and asked me if I could see this future for us. Plus he's now rediscovering his versatility and he asked me if I would like to fuck him (apparently he thought that I'm vers-bottom!??). I am ashamed of my vanity, but a super tall, skinny, socially awkward guy is not the kind of man that I want to present to people as my boyfriend. He didn’t seem hurt and we agreed to keep meeting for a quick fuck when we are horny, but he wants to focus on looking for Mr Right.
And Erkin, my hot Turkish-German muscular god with the hairy chest and the big arms who loves cuddling me passionately after having fucked me like no tomorrow, is not so hot anymore. Apparently he stopped working out during lockdown due to too much work at the hospital (he's a cardiologist), and has put on a lot of weight. The age difference somehow feels bigger now too (he's 45 which makes him 11 years my senior). I of course enjoyed getting fucked by his thick cock as much as always, but I kept my eyes closed for most of it and was imagining Kevin's bare cock inside me. Again I am ashamed of my vanity, but the fact that I am a thick bear with a lot of body fat doesn’t mean that I have to find it attractive on others. This is what chasers are for I guess!
This is how I ended up browsing some gay porn this Saturday morning, feeling horny and not interested to check if any of my fuck buddies would like to meet today. My eye randomly fell on a video: “young top fucks daddy”. I clicked on it and it was a revelation. A young boy with a perfect athletic body was standing. In front him an older hairy bear on his knees, deepthroating that thick young cock. Suddenly the cock came out of the older man’s mouth and I could see that it was not only thick, but also quite long. I felt my hole twitching.
The younger boy grabbed the man from his hairy chest and made him stand up. Then walked around him and pulled his pants and underwear down. He pointed his long cock to the man’s hole and pushed inside (the video was a cut 8-minute long version so it skipped a lot of pre-action there). He started to fuck the older man with forceful thrusts, and from time to time he was slapping that hairy ass.
I was in heaven (obviously not as much as the lucky older bottom getting railed by that perfection of the man species, but close). I needed to watch the whole video. I ended up googling frantically until I figured out which studio makes those porn videos of young tops fucking older bottoms. I watched several previews and short videos that I could find for free on various porn sites. I was about to actually pay for a subscription for that website when I stopped.
What am I doing? I do not need to watch more porn of younger tops fucking older men. What I need is a real younger top in real life, who will fuck me like those tops did in those videos. I sighed. Time to go back on the apps. I haven’t used any dating app since the lockdown started and the prospect doesn’t really excite me.
First one I downloaded was Grindr, but my phone didn’t remember my login credentials for my old account so I set it aside. Next came Romeo, a German app that is still very popular in this part of the world. My phone actually did remember the credentials for this app, so I logged in to my old account from years ago and took a look.
User name: something something bear 1987 (not gonna share it here!)
I changed it to bottombear4youngtop. My asshole twitched again and my average-sized dick came to attention. I felt like a slut on a mission.
The profile photo looked fine. I did not have a face picture on this app because it is full of idiots who just screenshot and collect guys’ photos in order to jerk off later. The one photo from before COVID shows my hairy chest and belly, with my nipples very well pronounced, down to the groin, without any hint of any clothing (I find it very sexy when it looks like you were naked when you took the photo even if no nudity is actually seen).
Then I read my old text. This app allows you to write as much as you want about yourself, your hobbies, what you are looking for etc. Back then I had written a lot of things about my interests (gaming, sports, travelling) and how I was looking to meet guys with similar interests for a “friends with benefits” situation (which is how I had met some of my 4 regular fuck buddies). I didn’t change any of the text, but I added a quick introduction at the top: “submissive muscular bear looking for a younger dominant chaser top - big ass for big cock”. Again my asshole twitched and my dick got even harder as I saved this new text.
Finally I looked at the stats section.
Height: 180cm
Weight 100kg (changed it to 110kg - no need to lie about my size)
Dick size: M
Position: vers bottom - LOL can this be why Hendrik asked me if I wanted to fuck him? (I obviously changed it to bottom)
I noticed the S&M option which I had left empty. I decided to change it to “soft S&M”. Then I changed it to just S&M but it felt too much so I changed it back to “soft S&M” and saved the edits.
I took one final look at the whole profile when my eye focused on the “dick size: M” part. Something was off. Slowly I clicked to edit it and selected S. My average-size dick now got fully hard inside my pants. Apparently it likes being called small. I grabbed my bulge over my pants and started to rub my “small” dick. I remembered the top from the first video and imagined him there, in front of me, with his huge cock out and proud, looking down sarcastically at my “small” dick. It reminded me of that first bottom daddy, whose dick looked really small while he was getting railed but that young perfection of the man species. My finger went on the “save edits” button. I was still rubbing my bulge over my pants. I clicked to save the edit. The app reloaded my profile. I looked at the dick size.
S
Small
Small dick
I am a total bottom with a small dick.
I looked at the imaginary young top in front of me. “Tell me what you are” he said.
“I AM A TOTAL BOTTOM SLUT WITH A SMALL USELESS DICK” I screamed (not in my imagination but I actually screamed it out loud with my own voice). At the same time I felt something warm on my hand. I had just cum inside my pants.
Ewww.
As I calmed down from my orgasm I cursed. It felt so disgusting to have cum inside my clothes. I took all clothes off and put them in the washing machine, then went into the shower as I needed to wash off the smell of cum. As I was showering, and with my mind having cleared up, I felt embarrassed. After the shower I was going to change the username, remove all the embarrassing text from my profile and correct the dick size reference.
As I was drying myself off, there was a notification. I opened the app.
“Hello. Nice profile.” Oops, at least one guy already read the text. His own profile was almost empty, with no intro or text and only some stats. Height: 175cm. Age; 24 (10 years younger than me!). Dick size: XL (of course, they all are XL and when you meet them it's 7 inches at best). The username was something insignificant. No mention of any sexual preference.
“Hey, thanks” I answered without any motivation to engage in conversation. I had just cum and I was feeling more embarrassed about the whole thing than horny.
“You are totally my type. Here’s a photo of me”.
I checked the image he had sent and it took my breath away. It was a photo from neck to toes of the perfection of the man species just like I idolized it in my mind this morning, after having watched all that “young top fucks old bottom” porn. A slender, very well defined body, without any indication of fat anywhere, wearing a very sexy red speedo that he was filling quite well without any signs of an erection. This was not a gym body, it was the body of an athlete. It could actually have been -it probably was- a stock photo that this guy downloaded from the internet to catfish me.
“Very sexy” I answered, just to give him enough to keep the conversation going, although I was sure I knew what was coming next. He was going to ask me for some nude photos of mine in order to jerk off.
“Thank you. You know what, we are not that far away and I'm going out for a walk. If you would like to meet and get to know each other let me know and I'll send you my location”. I definitely did not see that coming. I might have actually been chatting with a genuine guy.
I had so many questions. Like what attracted him to my profile? Was it the embarrassing username and text I had added that morning? Was it the photo of my bearish chest? Or was it the long text about myself, my hobbies and what I am looking for in a guy?
But I had to answer him and I didn't know what to say. As I was thinking he texted again.
“I hope I didn't scare you. I'm a good person. :) If you would like to know more about me before we meet I totally understand”. I sighed. I don't want to come across as playing hard to get, and in fact it's a good thing that he wants to meet outside for a walk. No red flags here. I'm really wary of all those idiots who want to chat forever and all the horndogs who want to meet and fuck “right here right now” else you are a “time waster” in their book.
“No it's OK. I was just making myself some breakfast and didn't see your last message. Yes I’m down for a walk. But if you don't look like the photo you sent me you'll buy me a cappuccino and leave me alone to enjoy it.”
“Deal. Same goes for you though. I'm not leaving home to go meet some skinny twink”.
Oops. I got myself a real chaser? My dick twitched again, in the thought that I was going to meet that young god with that sexy body, who knew me as a sub bottom looking to be fucked by a younger top. What have I got myself into?
“Fair. Where shall we meet?”
We decided to meet 30 minutes later at the U-Bahn (metro) station by the Bundestag (Parliament), and from there walk around the Tiergarten park (which is also famous for the gay cruising action by I digress). We did not exchange face pics. He described what he was wearing (a red tank top over black shorts) and I told him that as a joke I was going to wear the opposite (black tank top over red shorts).
“Haha, I love it!” he answered. OK, this seems promising. He even likes my stupid jokes.
A moment later he texted again. “I bet your big chest looks amazing in a tank top.”
“It definitely looks big”.
“Woof” he commented.
So here I am, 30 minutes later, just outside the agreed metro station, watching all the people getting up the escalators. And suddenly I spot the red tank top walking up the stairs (no use for the escalators when you are an athlete apparently). I am standing behind the stairs so I can see his back. It has to be him as the body type and height is matching the description.
When he gets to the top he turns around slowly, scanning the crowd. Our eyes locked. That’s obviously him as he winks at me. My jaw dropped. He really is that gorgeous. I am suddenly afraid that I am actually back home, in bed, having cum and fallen asleep after watching all that “young top - older bottom” porn and now I am dreaming that I actually met one of those young tops. There is no way that man is actually going to talk to me.
But that man is coming towards me with a huge smile.
“Hi I am Markus”.
“Hi Markus, I am Miguel. Nice to meet you.”
We fist bumped.
“Nice to meet you too. Shall we go this way?”
We started to walk towards the actual park. As we were crossing the street and reached the park I asked him the first question I ask anyone I meet in Berlin. “So where are you from Markus?”
“The Black Forest. How about you?”
Hmmm OK, this young gorgeous man is name-dropping. I actually love visiting the Black Forest, though the mountains there are too low in comparison to where I am from.
“I am from the Pyrenees. The Spanish side.”
He whistled. “WOW, that sounds so cool! So are you into mountain sports?”
“You bet I am.”
“Will you take me there?”
I smiled. “If you behave”, I said in a very friendly tone, “I will take you hiking and skiing to the Pyrenees”. I was not being suggestive, it was just supposed to be a joke.
He turned and locked eyes with me. “I promise to behave later when I climb YOU from behind”, he said in a low voice. ”I will not do anything that you don’t beg me to do to you. How does that sound?”.
I swallowed. He continued. “I also promise to behave when you climb my cock and sit on it. Does that sound better?”
My heart was pounding. I couldn’t think of anything smart to answer. This escalated within seconds. Apparently Markus likes to assert his dominance.
“Let’s get in the park first, shall we?” was all I could say.
“Of course.”
After we actually crossed into the park, and had a bit more privacy I spoke. “So about…. you know, climbing later….”
He looked at me and came closer. His hands went to my chest. He slipped his fingers behind my tank top and pinched both my nipples at the same time. I moaned. “We both know that before this day is over my cock will have been inside you. But before that I would like to get to know you. Because I really liked what I read in your profile - and not just the part about you being a submissive bottom who needs to be fucked by a younger top. So let’s get to know each other, grab a coffee, and then figure out if I will be fucking you at your apartment, at my apartment with my roommates hearing your moans, or out here at the park. You can decide.”
He said all that smiling.
“My apartment sounds good”, I whispered.
He pinched my nipples again. “Good for what?”.
I remembered what he said. I would have to beg. “Will you please come back to my apartment with me later and fuck me?”.
He smiled again. “With pleasure.”
“But I think that you have been pinching my nipples without me begging for it”. I grinned. I found a hole in his logic.
He seemed surprised. “WOW you are right. I broke my own rules. I guess I should be punished.”
“I guess you should!”
”So what will be my punishment?”
“After you fuck me you will cuddle me like you mean it. I want the full boyfriend experience from you today.” Oh shit, why the hell did I say boyfriend? I don’t want to scare him away.
“Deal. Although the only punishment I see in this plan is that you only want the boyfriend experience for one day, and for me it might not be enough”. Oh boy. This perfection of the man species is worried that I might not text him back after today? Or is he already acting up the “boyfriend experience”? I couldn’t think clearly anymore.
His mouth came closer to mine but stopped just before touching. I looked at him. He was still smiling. He is so gorgeous. Then I realised what I had to say.
“Will you please kiss me?”
“I thought you’d never ask”, he said with a huge grin. He pinched my nipples again (again without me begging for it!), this time harder. I screamed. Before I had time to close my mouth, his tongue was inside.