"Looking?"
"Always!" I replied, catching my smile in the reflection of my laptop screen.
The profile picture was of a large, white, cock, cut, and with a rather defined curve, like someone turned a banana toward the sky. I was fascinated with the shape of it.
"Horny!" he responded and then followed with, "Looking for regular."
I explained I was in a hotel room and not from his town, but I visited here a lot and maybe we should meet and try it out.
We messaged back and forth, laying the ground rules. He was discreet, a top, tested regularly, and liked to bareback. I explained that I wouldn't bareback, but would suck him off without a rubber as I love sucking cock and swallowing cum. "Nice!" he replied.
"You like to shower?" he asked. "Everyday!" I replied, teasing him a little. "Love to be with a guy in the shower!" he responded. "Cool!" I said, looking forward to hopefully trying this out with him. "I've got poppers," I told him, not sure why, but I like them a lot and was willing to share. We exchanged information and he told me he was on his way. He asked me to wait naked for him. Stripping out of my clothes, I caught a glance of myself in the tall mirror on the hotel room wall. "Looking good!" I thought, now appreciating my body, realizing the gains of working out for the last 6 months. My dick slapped my thighs as I swung it back and forth
I waited on the bed, laying back, fully nude, but started to get cold. I grabbed my towel and covered my waist, reaching for my phone to message him. "Coming?" I asked, getting ready to be disappointed by a no-show. No response, but then a knock on the door.
I flung my phone aside and leaped up, taking the towel with me. I peered through the peephole on the door and saw a handsome guy with light brown hair glancing up and down the hallway. I slid the security lock back and then opened the door. He smiled at me and I let him in.
"Nice room!" he said. I told him I traveled a lot and often got upgraded, but I wasn't really paying attention as my eyes were fixed on his crotch. Licking my lips, I told him I was glad he was there finally. He laughed and said he got stopped on the way out of his office by a coworker.
"Well, you're here now!" I said, smiling and realizing I was wrapped in a towel. I dropped the towel and reached for my dick, softly stroking it.
"Nice!" he whispered and came closer to me. I could smell his aftershave and his soft beard tickled my cheek as he leaned in and kissed my neck. He fumbled with his buckle and I heard his pants fall to the floor. Reaching for him, I felt bare skin and then his thick cock was in my hand. "No undies," I noted. He kissed my ear and told me how hot I was. His dick agreed as it was getting very hard in my hand. I traced the skin gently and was amused by just how much it curved up.
I broke away to get a better look at him and saw his beautiful cock, swooping up from his shaved balls and the large head winking at me.
"It's okay right?" he asked, a little self-conscious. "Uh yeah!" I told him with a smile and then started to gently stroke him.
We made our way to the bed and he kissed me again, pressing against each other, our hands running up and down each others' back and ass. His hands cupped my cheeks and pulled me closer to him as he gently bit my neck. "Bend over for me," he whispered. I shook my head and told him that I wasn't ready. "Ssshhh," he whispered, "Let me eat your ass."
Without delay, I let him spin me around and I got on the bed, presenting myself to him. He leaned over and hugged me, nibbling on my ear lobe. His dick fell in nicely between my cheeks and I instinctively moaned and tried to push back on him. I was sending mixed signals , but he seemed okay as he sawed his dick up and down my crack.
"Oh, God, that feels good!" I told him. He pulled away and I felt his tongue trace down my back and into my rear. Squirming on him I hold him how good he felt, his slick tongue now darting in and out of me. He reached between my legs and gently stroked me. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that!" I warned him. He stopped and gently slapped my ass. "Come on," he said, standing up and going into the bathroom.
I heard the shower turn on and he pulled his shirt off and threw it out of the bathroom. The glass shower door opened and closed with a loud thunk and I heard him start to whistle quietly to himself.
I grabbed my little bottle of poppers and took a giant huff and then quickly went into the bathroom. The steam from the shower was fogging up the glass. Just as I opened the shower door, the rush of the poppers hit me and I smiled widely at him. "God damn!" I said, without thinking as the soap bubbles on his large cock rinsed down the drain. "It's really curved!" I said, laughing giddily and without thought. He smiled back and shrugged. If he was embarrassed, he shouldn't be, after all he had a beautiful dick.
"Wanna try a trick?" he asked me. "Sure!" I said, very agreeable. He pulled me closer and he soaped me up with a washcloth. I moaned under his touch. "Is this the trick, cause I've showered before," I said, like a smartass. He laughed and pressed the cloth between my cheeks, getting me very clean. "Are you serious about not barebacking?" he asked me. I looked him in the eyes and said, "I try to be very careful." I also knew that the chemistry here was amazing and if this guy wanted to fuck me raw, and he said he was DDF, it was probably going to happen. Check that, it was definitely going to happen.
"You have nothing to worry about," he assured me. I sighed and with an exaggerated shrug, said, "Well, I guess you get to fuck me then!" We both laughed and he turned me around, the water from the shower hitting me full in the face until he gently bent me over. He sat on a small bench at the end of the shower and went back to eating my ass, now slipping a finger in. I moaned under him and told him how good this was - which it was!
After a bit, he said, "Okay, now for the trick." I stood up and looked down, "Watch this."He reached for the small bottle of hotel conditioner and popped it open, emptying it over the head of this dick and letting it run down the long shaft. I bent over in front of him, ready to take him in, but he asked me to stand up. From behind me, he wrapped his arms around my chest and held me tight. His slick cock slid right between my cheeks and I moaned deeply and tried to bend forward, but he whispered, "Stay there and just raise up a little."
With the hot shower blasting my chest, I got on my tippy-toes and felt him hit the bullseye. I pushed out and lowered down as I felt his dick push into me. "Oh, fuuuuuck," I moaned, my feet now flat on the shower floor and his large hook sunk into me. He pushed up and his length filled me. My hands pushed against the tile and glass walls of the shower as his arms held me tight and with a grunt bottomed out.
"What do you think?" he moaned in my ear. I had no words, but nodded quickly that I liked it. Here I was standing back to chest with this guy in my shower and his long cock was fully up my rear. The thought of a coat hook wandered into my brain and I realized I was now hanging on his cock. Finally, I was able to mutter, "This feels amazing." He kissed my neck and held me, making small motions in my ass, but letting me get used to his size and length. Testing a theory, I tried to pull away from him, but confirmed he had his hook in me. "Well, you got me!" I laughed and gave him a squeeze. He moaned and chuckled, "You're not going anywhere."
"I want you to fuck me," I told him. "Isn't that what I'm doing?" he replied, resting his face on my shoulder. "Hard!" I told him. "Okay," he said, and rested his forehead on my shoulder, he'd pull out and then push back up. The long movement surprised me and I gasped but we soon found a good rhythm. He'd moan and squeeze me and then gently fuck me some more.
I was ready to change positions. I turned off the water and asked if we could move to the bed. "Of course," he said, but didn't move. I tried to pull away, but again found that I was stuck on him. "Um, I think you're gonna have to let me go," I laughed. He snorted, a sexy little noise, and held my shoulders as he pulled his long cock out of me.
"Fuck, I feel empty," I thought, stepping out of the shower and toweling off, handing him a towel too. I was pleased to see his cock was still rigid and bright red.
I pulled out a tube of lube from my toiletry case and quickly applied some to my soft asshole, slipping a finger in, I was surprised at how wet I was. He watched me, waiting for me to tell him what I wanted. Putting a foot up on the marble counter, I told him to come closer. He slid back in and I shuddered with pleasure as he filled me again. We fucked on the counter for a few minutes, my cock bouncing up and down, leaving trails of precum in the sink. I knew I could cum right then, but wanted this to last a while. "Bed," I simply said, and lowered my leg. He started to pull out, but I reached back and touched his side, "No, just walk with me." We crab-walked to the bed, both of us laughing ; two grown men, connected dick to ass, trying to get to a bed.
"What are you laughing about?" he asked, playfully. "This must look ridiculous!" I told him, pausing to squeeze him. "Ah, fuck, I felt that you little slut," he moaned. This is the first time he tried dirty talk and I liked it. "I'm not a slut," I said, teasing, my thighs now touching the side of the mattress as we'd managed to make our way from the bathroom counter to the edge of the bed. He pulled out and then pushed back in, "You're not?" he asked. I shook my head, "No, sluts get fucked hard and you haven't fucked me hard." A long pause, then he whispered, "I'll make you a slut if you want." I nodded.
The force as he pushed me onto the bed surprised me. It wasn't violent and I wasn't scared, in fact, it turned me on that this really gentle guy was going to give me exactly what I wanted. "Hang on," he said, and quickly pulled out. My ass ached for him and I begged him to come back, but instead he grabbed the bottle of poppers off the nightstand and took a big huff, offering it to me and I did the same. Just as the warm, fuzziness of the vapors coursed through my body, I felt his weight behind me and he pulled my cheeks apart. Without asking, he plowed back into me, causing me to yelp and moan. "Oh, yeah, fuck me hard," I begged him through the fog of the poppers. The curve of his cock felt so different in me than all the other cocks that had fucked me, enjoying the sensation of his head drag back and forth along the roof of my ass.
"Fuck, you feel good!" I told him, stretching out my legs and curling my toes. He grunted and then started fucking me in long, deep strokes. I was writhing and moaning under him and told him to "fuck my slut ass." I gave myself to him and my hands gripped the sheets of the bed, hanging on as he rode me. As he stroked into me, it pressed my dick hard against the mattress and I knew I was close to cumming. "I'm close," I told him, feeling the beads of sweat fall off his forehead onto my back. "What?" he asked. "I'm gonna cum," I moaned as I felt my cock release under me.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" he grunted, as my orgasm clinched my ass muscles around him. I was panting underneath him and he was still going. I began to wonder if he was going to cum soon.
"Are you close?" I asked. "You want me to cum again?" he asked.
"Again?" I thought, wondering how I missed the first one. "Um...yeah!" I said, then had a naughty thought. "You want to cum in my mouth?" I asked him. He smiled and then pulled out, I flipped over and he crawled onto my chest. I wiped him off with the top bed sheet and pulled us up to the headboard. With the crook in his dick, I had to bend over him to get the head in my mouth. His cock looked wet and angry and I loved the taste as I pushed my mouth onto him. He jerked his cock under my lips and he asked if I was ready. I nodded quickly and then felt the shot of cum hit the roof of my mouth, followed by several more. For a guy who'd cum once, he came a lot in round two.
Finally, he pulled out and rolled off of me, collapsing next to me with his head on my chest. He pinched my nipple between his fingertips and I told him, "I'm really sorry, but I didn't notice when you came the first time."
He flushed a little and said, "Or the second time..." "No, I think I noticed it when you came in my mouth..." I replied. He smirked and shook his head, "That was the third."
"Oh fuck me!" I said, exasperated.
"Give me a few minutes and we can do that," he promised.