There was a knock on my hotel door; strong, dominant and authoritative. The force made the door rattle in its frame a bit. It sounded like the manager was there with law enforcement to evict me for not paying my bill. I opened the door, it was the guy that I had been communicating with online, and he was 10 minutes early. His profile described him as 6’3” 265lbs, 32in waist, 60in chest, 26in biceps, verbal, dominant aggressive top, oral receiving. His pic online was compatible with his stats, but I figured…well, you know how pics online are.
He stood in front of me with a big smile full of pearly white teeth, a seductive and lusty gleam in his eyes and a body that fulfilled every last beautiful, seductive inch and pound of his description and picture. His ethnicity was difficult to ascertain. He was clearly a mix, but of what it was hard to say; maybe some Asian around the eyes which were exotic and expressive. Clearly, he had Afro-American genes as expressed in his full sensuous thick black/pink lips, thick, broad pink tongue and his rugged broad nose and strong cheek bones. But his hair was straight, thick and he wore it longish and according to his profile, he had a furry chest which he shaved. He looked like he may have some Caribbean island heritage, but more Jamaican than Puerto Rican. Anyway, he was a beautiful shade of deep brown cocoa with striking good looks; maybe Brazilian? and then there was that body…
I invited him in and as I turned from closing the door, he grabbed me, smashed me against the wall and forced his broad, powerful tongue down my throat, not that it found a lot of resistance. My hand dropped to cradle his cock and balls immediately and instinctively. We tongue-fenced for a while, sucked face, swapped saliva and generally tried to reach down far enough with our tongues to see if we could capture the other’s tonsils. Our kisses started out savage and only got more passionate, intense and aggressive. The more our kiss intensified, the harder my cock got. So did his, since I had a firm grip on it and could feel it lengthen, harden and thicken as it grew in my hand. While my tongue was busy searching for his tonsils, my hand was pumping his big thick growing tool. I couldn’t get enough of this guy, nor kiss him hard enough, nor deep enough. My nose collided against his broad flat prominent cheek bones and my mouth pressed equally as hard against his thick mustache, soft lips and wide tongue. His broad thick tongue practically filled my entire mouth and explored the entire inside leaving no space un-tongued.
His cock also felt like it fulfilled his on-line pictures. His profile only said that he was “hung” without giving more details or dimensions. Even soft, the width more than fully filled my hand, so that I could not close my fingers around its girth and when I grabbed it at the base near his balls with the tips of my fingers, his length overflowed my hand and rose about 3-4 inches past my wrist and up my forearm. I rubbed and held and rubbed and squeezed and rubbed and stroked. It felt great under his jeans, couldn’t wait to feel it in the flesh.
“You’re a good kisser. Great mouth and tongue.” He said in his deep velvet baritone voice when he broke our kiss. “Now let’s see what else your mouth and tongue are good at. Suck my cock.” And he put his hand on my head and forced me to my knees and pulled my face into his groin.
With my face pushed into his jeans covered crotch and filled with raw lust, I removed my shirt and used both hands to free the monster in his crotch that had been teasing me. As I fell to my knees, I opened his waist band and fly. It fell out of his jeans. I licked, sucked and tasted it with a lustful hunger. In our emails, when I told him that I was into uncut, he sent me several photos, but none matched the glory of what it looked like up- close and in the flesh. His hood was thick, dark and generous and I nibbled on the excess; licked, sucked, gummed and savored it. It was long enough to be manipulated to bury the head completely inside and then rolled back to expose the mushroom head and fold it under the rim allowing my tongue to lick and kiss and suck his head. I returned the folds back to their original covering position, spread the sides of his flesh canopy open and stuck my tongue in as far as it would go. I began to lick deep inside his hood down to the slit in the head of his cock and around the inside of the wrinkles of his flesh sheath. He had granted my request, and the head and sides of his foreskin came covered in cheese which I licked and lapped, ate and swallowed with a deep hunger. It was delicious, funky, thick, sour and creamy, chunky and ripe, dense in consistency, and strong with his ripe alpha aroma. The chunks melted slowly in my mouth forming a paste that I spread to every corner of my grateful cheese eater with my tongue until my whole mouth tasted only of his strong ripe dried cum now melting to a liquid in my mouth. It smelled as good as it tasted; musty, robust, pungent. I covered my nose with the ample skin of his hood and breathed in his scent deeply and repeatedly. Several chunks of his cheese got caught in my nose and I rubbed them in with my thumb so that all I would smell was the ripe scent of him and his cheese hoping it would last for hours…maybe all day.
As I buried my tongue inside his hood and licked and sucked, his cock throbbed and bounced as it erupted from its covering to achieve its full size. I took it entirely inside my mouth or at least tried to. His width stretched my mouth as wide as it could go which, even stretched out, barely accommodated his thickness. When his exposed head hit the back of my throat there was still an inch or two left outside of my lips so I couldn’t get it down far enough to bury my nose in his thick patch of black curly pubes and smell his scent of combined sweat and sex. I gagged.
As he felt his dick hit the barrier of the back of my throat and it stopped advancing, he grabbed the back of my head with both hands and slowly, but forcefully, pushed his remaining inches past the opening and down into my throat until my nose was buried in his pubes bush and my nostrils were firmly planted flat against the skin of his torso lying beneath his dense patch of curly black sex scented bush hair. I struggled to breathe. It tickled my nostrils and filled them with the smell and scent of his sex mixing perfectly with the smell of his cheese already lodged inside my nostrils. With his wide strong hands restraining my head, he held his cock firmly and deeply implanted down my throat while I found a way to adjust to its intrusion and alter my breathing to the sides of my mouth around his thick flesh pipe filling my mouth. When I had found a rhythm to breathe through my nose while his cock filled my throat, I began to suck. I sucked and slurped, slurped and sucked, and gagged a bit more.
And he began to slowly fuck my throat. With both hands holding the back of my head his hips slowly moved his monster throat choker in and out of the opening to my throat without ever withdrawing, just pulling it up a couple of inches and then forcing it back down to its fully inserted position never allowing the head to rise past the opening of my throat. When he was satisfied that I had gotten used to several inches of his cock moving in and out of the opening to my throat and could accommodate it, he slowly pulled his entire length out of my mouth and placed his fully erect cock flat against my face with his balls on my chin banging it against my face over and over harder and harder, until he said, “Lick it.” I stuck out my tongue, but he still held my face, mouth and now outstretched tongue directly against the underside of his cock. As he held my face against his shaft, he moved his shaft up and down my tongue. “That’s right boi, lick it good.” He rubbed the full length of his cock from root to tip against my outstretched tongue and then back down his full measure, very slowly at first and then increasing the speed with each successive trip. When he had done this about 20-25 times each passage covering the full measure of his long thick dick, he pulled back just enough to re-insert his entire shaft back into my mouth, but not down my throat. He released his grip and let my mouth settle freely on his dick to act on its own. I ran my mouth up and down the shaft, repeatedly as far down as it would go and all the way back to the head, licking and sucking, slurping and tasting and worshipping along with eating and swallowing his precum as it oozed out of the slit in the head of his cock in long strings of sticky goodness. I ran my tongue up and down the slit in the head of his chocolate cocksicle teasing out the stringy sticky sweet, delicious leakage. I pressed the edges of his slit, opening it up and ran my tongue inside and sucked out the precum as it rose up from deep inside his balls through his thick long shaft to the slit in his bulbous mushroom dick head.
I looked up at him. He had removed his shirt, was looking directly into my eyes and finished unbuttoning his jeans which fell to the floor around his ankles. He wasn’t wearing underwear.
He held the back of my head and pumped his thick full stiff rod into my mouth and back down several inches into my throat. He alternated between pushing and pulling my head up and down on his boner and holding my head still with both hands and thrusting his boner up and down my throat. My throat fucked his cock as hard as his cock fucked my throat. I grabbed his firm bubble butt ass cheeks and held on for the ride my mouth was taking. I gagged, I choked, tears formed in my eyes, spittle ran out of my mouth and over my lips covered his shaft and dripped from my chin. He pumped and pumped and thrusted and thrusted the shaft of his cock up and down my throat without ever allowing his mushroom head to leave the entrance. I coughed and choked but managed to keep his cock lodged inside my throat.
He changed the speed with which he continued to fuck my throat. He slowed his thrust and made them longer, pumped his cock down my throat more gently. He took longer strokes, pulled my head down on him and gently, slowly fucked my throat until I got my breathing down and became used to his monster filling my space. After about another 50 of these throat sliders, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shoved his balls inside. They were big and low hangers. At first, he tried shoving in both, but my mouth couldn’t take both, so he inserted one at a time. I sucked, licked, swallowed tasted and feasted on each smooth golf ball sized sperm tank, each hard, big and round, each filling its sac completely. I licked the skin on his ball sac and swallowed each ball rolling it around in my mouth. He grabbed the hair on the top of my head and directed my mouth to where and how it would please him the most, inserting whatever felt good to him inside my wet warm accommodating hole. After I had washed both his balls in my mouth and had swallowed his sweat and eaten the nutter butter that had coated his exquisite family jewels, he stepped out of the jeans circling his ankles and walked backwards towards the bed. He dragged me, hands behind my head, cock in my mouth, walking on my knees stripping what little clothing I was wearing as I did. So, when we arrived at the bed, we were both totally naked. He looking a whole hell of a lot better in that condition than I.
He pulled his cock out of my mouth slowly, teasing me every inch of the way and smiling as we looked each other in the eye. After he had withdrawn his full length, he picked me up by my arm pits. When I was standing fully upright, he placed one arm under my knees, lifted me off the floor, grabbed me around my shoulders and laid me on the bed with my head hanging just off the edge. He walked to my head and straddled my face. I felt his powerful thighs brush against my cheeks on each side of my face as he began to walk his balls and taint down my face while he dropped his cock inside my open. waiting, hungry mouth. I felt his mushroom head pass my lips followed by the generous rim. As he began to insert the shaft, his balls rested on my forehead and moved down to cover my eyes where they rested. As I took a breath to relax my throat, he adjusted the head of his cock to aim straight at the back of my mouth and the opening of my throat.
Big, hard and full, his balls pressed against the lids of my eyes and completely covered the sockets. As he moved forward aligning the head of his cock with the opening of my throat, his balls moved from my eye sockets down the bridge of my nose resting at the entrance of my nostrils. It was at this position, with his balls and taint at my nostrils that I began to really smell his alpha male scent. Dark, musky, strong, dominant, it filled my nose the way his balls and taint filled my face. His alpha male aroma of sex sweat was better than poppers! His head hit the entrance to my throat and his balls moved to my upper lips while his taint moved deeper into my nostrils. Stronger, darker, muskier…his taint was the best that I’d ever smelled. And I couldn’t wait to taste it.
He moved his taint directly on to my mouth and pressed down. I devoured it, licked it, sucked it and ate every drop of sweat that it had contained. When that was cleaned, he moved further down to his crack and rubbed it all over my face spreading his cheeks to expose his hole and then rubbing it all over my face. He stopped after I had licked his crack to a dripping wet state and then parked his hole on my mouth. I ate, devoured, sucked his hole and stuck out my tongue. He sat on it. We both pushed my tongue inside as deep as it would go and I tasted deep inside.
He rose, reinserted his cock back into my mouth. I felt my throat close as the head of his cock hit the opening and demanded entrance. I did my best to open my throat and make my mouth open wider so that I could take a deep breath at the sides of his shaft which was completely filling my mouth with its generous circumference. I tried to breathe in and relax. Once again, I gagged as the head of his cock started to move its way into the opening of my throat and fill the space. He moved slowly, I swallowed, which, interestingly enough, sucked in the rest of his head and I felt the mushroom rim slip past the opening and became completely lodged inside my throat once again. My lips wrapped around the base of his cock and rested on the top of his large firm ball sac. He seemed to like his cock actually down my throat not just inside my mouth. He pushed it down slowly, but persistently, deliberately and with purpose. I felt the rim slide past the opening and felt the full rock-hard thickness of his shaft replace the rim as the rim slid down a little way to enter deeper into my throat and make way for the shaft that was following his steady pushing.
I started to gag again and tried my damnedest to hold it back. My eyes began to water. I had to concentrate on other things; I focused on my breathing, how good his alpha male scent smelled sitting on my face, how much I wanted to taste every inch of him. I felt him push another inch of his shaft down my throat and the mushroom rim now felt like it was in behind my Adam’s apple. I had lost all sense of feeling except for my throat where this monster python was invading and slowly making its way down to my chest just above the top of my pecs. When I opened my eyes to see if I could see how far his shaft was down my throat and how much more there was to swallow, all I could see was his taint and ass crack directly over my eyes. All I could rely on was my memory of how much remained outside my mouth when I attempted to swallow the whole of him on my knees. I guessed my nose was 2-3in from his pubes. While this gave me something to think about as he slowly slid more of his prodigious shaft down my throat, it helped not in the least for me to estimate how much more of him there was that he was going to shove inside of me. The largest dick that I ever sucked and took in completely was 8in, at least in my mouth. And I know that this was bigger. At least it looked bigger and inside my throat it certainly felt bigger and went down farther. As I thought these distracting thoughts, I felt him push some more of his throat choker deeper and down my esophagus.
Then I felt something strange. My nose was no longer covered by his balls. He had raised his crotch an inch or two from my face. And my lips felt strange, itchy. “That’s it, boi. My pubes are scratching your lips. Feel that?” and he rubbed his bush against my lips. My entire throat chocker is firmly inside your throat, where it belongs. There is no more of me to fit inside you, no more for you to swallow. You did a good job, boi, damn good. You like my cock in your throat? Hope so, ‘cause I sure do like it there.. You took the whole thing. When you took it all on your knees, I wondered if you could take it in this position. Have to say that’s never happened to me before. Lots have tried, but no one has succeeded until you and also have to say, it feels fuckin fantastic to have all of my 10-inch cock down your open receptive moist tight throat.” As he said this, he was slowly fucking my throat, rising up and down but never fully out just rubbing his shaft against the walls of my throat without ever leaving the opening. “Love fucking a throat in this position. It gets me really horny. Really need to dump a load right now, like this, down your throat and directly into your gut Don’t worry, I’m a multi-cummer, there’ll be plenty of my baby-seed jizz left for your ass.” But need to dump a load down your throat now, right now, just gotta do it.”
He rose up off his thighs, angled his cock and started to fuck my throat intensely. His shaft filled the full length, and I could feel his shaft slide up and down as he pumped the lower regions of my thorax. I could feel the large rim of the head inside me moving between the top of my pecs and my Adam’s apple as he pumped his cock up and down my throat. He kept pumping but never pulled the inches of his shaft out of my throat. Not once did the shaft leave my throat nor did the rim of the mushroom head pass my Adam’s apple. He didn’t fuck my mouth; he fucked my throat and it felt like he was fucking the whole of my esophagus. He fucked and pumped and thrust and pushed and drove and shoved and rammed and plunged, over and over; again and again, never pulling the shaft out of my throat, just fucking my throat, stuffing my throat with his mushroom head and extensive shaft. I gagged, I choked, I felt his shaft move up and down my throat massaging my Adam’s apple from inside my body. He groaned and moaned and gasped and sighed and muttered. My eyes watered, I gagged more violently and my nose ran. He moaned and in a low sensuous, satisfied voice in almost a whisper said, “Damn, man, this feels even better than fucking an ass. All nice and wet, all downhill, just push in and let gravity pull my cock down inside you. And always nice and tight. Never gets sloppy no matter how many times it gets fucked and used and abused. Over and over; again and again, it just stays tight, fuck after fuck after fuck. Like a virgin. Oh yeah, just love fuckin your throat, grabs my cock hard, holds on to it and…” his speech slowed, his words were interrupted with mournful spaces and then “oh, oh, oh, here… comes… your… reward.” There was a sigh like a rush of air being forced out of his lungs and I felt a stream of warm fluid erupt inside me and flow down between my pecs, past my lungs, down to my diaphragm and then enter my stomach directly and without swallowing, followed by two more full streams of his warm chocolate milk baby makers, each as large as the one before, each accompanied by a loud sigh of pleasure, each finding their way into my gut.
As he slowly withdrew the Anacostia, he had shoved down my throat, my mouth was free to suck and lick and taste every cum covered inch of his cock as he slowly slipped it out and my mouth reluctantly gave it up. I licked, I sucked, I tasted and ate his spent cum served up on his stiff delicious shaft.
When he had fully withdrawn his cock from my mouth and I had licked and sucked it clean, he whispered in my ear in low baritone seductive tones, “And now to your ass as promised. Now it’s time to slip inside your ass and fuck the hell out of you. As he spoke, he nibbled on my ear lobe and ran his tongue over the outside funnel breathing his hot breath inside the ear canal. “I’m gonna spread your cheeks and run my cock up and down your crack, enter your hole, fuck you blind and dump another big… creamy… load… of my liquid chocolate… baby… seeds… deep…deep… inside your hole” and he grabbed my shoulders, flipped me over and fell on top of me where his mouth found my crack. He spread my cheeks, ran his broad moist tongue up and down my crack repeatedly like a cat washing a paw, spit several times into my hole and then laid his meat like a hotdog in a bun in my crack between my cheeks sliding it up and down teasing my opening with the head of his cock, several times, before pushing it deep, deep, inside my hole.
His thick mushroom head felt explosive as it entered my hole, spreading open the entrance and filling the empty space. It was followed by the still hard length and thickness of his shaft which pushed the limits of expansion as it entered, traveled inside me and pushed hard against the walls of my anal canal to the maximum of their flexibility. He shoved the entire length inside me until I felt the thick curly abrasive hair of his pubes bush push against my ass cheeks as his balls banged against them with every thrust, every pump of his cock.
He had a variety of movements. Sometimes he just pummeled; short, fast jerky thrusts of his head and shaft in short distances inside me. Strong, aggressive, forceful and belligerent. Like he was taking all of his world frustrations and macho anger out on my ass. He fucked me by both pulling my ass onto his cock and thrusting his cock into my hole at the same time his pelvis ruthlessly and unmercifully drove his cock deep inside my ass with a determination that seemed like he was trying to rip my hole open and drive his cock through my body up to my throat. Sometimes the thrusts were longer, almost the entire length of his cock but never fully out of my cock canal, the head always remaining inside me. But his thrusts were just as intense and harsh and savage. And then sometimes full withdrawals and then complete reinsertions down to his pubes and balls, then back out fully before another reinsertion. These complete withdrawals also varied in speed but not in force. He seemed to only have one drive; severe. Every thrust was intense, violent and abusive. Each technique challenged the ability of my canal walls to expand wide enough to accommodate his thickness. Each insertion felt like the first. In short thrusts, his cock would run up and down a short space assaulting that used length of my anal canal, expanding it and forcing it open wider and wider each time it traveled the distance. He never let go of my hips which he was holding firmly and strongly and using to assist the thrusts of his fucking. The entire experience was a fuck that renewed the stretch of my anal walls every time he thrust his dick inside me. I got sensitive fast, raw quickly from his fierce and fervent usage which started to express itself in my vocalizations. This only seemed to excite and invigorate him spurring him on to more violent, faster, deeper thrusts. The more I vocalized discomfort, the harder he plunged, the more passionate he fucked, the more aggressive he became, the more severe his lunges, the more brutal his bashes because he knew that while it was hurting…it was hurting soo …damn… fuckin… good! I relished the feeling of his cock ravishing my ass. The agony was ecstasy. The torment was titillating. The anguish aroused me. There was as much pleasure as there was pain in what his cock was doing to my ass until I could no longer distinguish between the two. They melted together into one confusing sensation; pleasurable pain?... painful pleasure?
And then he came. He released four full streams. The first two came in very rapid succession and he shot both of them straight up my ass holding my ass tight against his pubes and balls as he shivered while he exploded. I felt the first load of his warm jizz shoot into my cum collector and then the second came so quickly I wasn’t sure if it was a separate load or still part of the first. There was a short time lapse before the third which evidently was his pattern because he flipped me over crawled up my body shoved his cock in my mouth and shot the third and fourth streams directly into my mouth. Like he had evidently done many times before to countless other guys. They also came in rapid succession so that the fourth filled my mouth before I had a chance to completely swallow the third. Together their volume made a satisfying thirst quencher; salty, warm, silky, tasty. As he was pulling out, he shot a fifth all over my face. He laughed, “Holy shit, that’s never happened before. Usually there’s just four.” He wiped his load off of my face with his finger and fed it to me. I grabbed his cock, licked the head and squeezed the slit to suck up whatever was left.
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