Needing a BJ started more than expected

Becoming a bottom

After the shock of Bear leaving had worn off, I thought about what this meant. It was a great time to pass this off as a one time thing and to go back to married life. I did. Or at least, I tried. I got kinkier with my wife. Got a prostate massager and convinced her to use it on me. It was hot. I shot a huge load, and she could easily tell I enjoyed it. But, it quickly became another toy sitting in the drawer, and she didn’t embrace it as much as I had hoped. The sex, however, remained intense. I thought I had completely moved on…until one day, as I was doing her doggy, I couldn’t stop thinking that Bear fucked me the exact same way!

The next day, I woke up, and the immediate idea on my mind was to go back online. As soon as I signed on, it seemed like the world opened up to me. All these guys were out there. For some reason, I had only focused on Bear. Now, I started chatting almost everyone online. Quickly, I found a guy that just needed his dick sucked. I volunteered to be the one to meet his needs. But, he couldn’t host…and of course, I definitely couldn’t. “Meet me at the park, and I’ll jump in your car,” he said.

With my cock doing all the thinking, I said sure. When I arrived, the park was empty, so I just pulled into a space to wait. It didn’t take long for a car to pull up beside me. Out jumped John. He was tall, built, and handsome. He popped in the passenger seat and immediately pulled out his cock. It was a good 7”. He just said, “Go ahead and suck it.” I didn’t hesitate. Before long, I was to the base. I held it there until I was confident he knew I wasn’t afraid to be face fucked. He got the point. A few times he held my head and used my throat, driving that cock in and out. He was vocal too. I didn’t realize how excited that would make me. I loved him telling me how he was going to use my throat and feed me his cum. It was making me suck harder and harder. I could feel his cock pulsate in my mouth, and I knew I’d be swallowing his load pretty soon. What I wasn’t expecting was his finger to get to my ass. 

As I began my last dive on his dick to earn that cum shot, he pushed his hand into my pants and quickly found my hole. As he began to feed me, I shot the biggest load in my pants. After cleaning him up, I looked at my lap, and I was somewhat embarrassed at my predicament. He looked down and smiled. “Next time, I know what hole you would prefer me to use,” he said, as he opened the door and got into his car.

The next time came just a few days later. Same park but different ending. He was already there and had told me to walk along the water until I came to some picnic tables. He was sitting there with his dick already in hand, stroking it hard as a rock. I bent down to suck it, but he just sat me on the bench. He got between my legs, pulled down my shorts, and started giving me some awesome head. I don’t think I lasted 3 minutes. I was a little disappointed as he pulled off, and my load didn’t shoot down his throat. But, I immediately understood his intentions, as he scooped up as much of my load as he could in his free hand.

Within seconds, I was flipped around, bent over the table. And I could feel my own seed being spread across my hole. He didn’t hesitate to line up his cock, slick it with my cum, and start giving me the hardest fuck I had had up until that moment.

Thankfully, the park was empty, or I’m sure people would have thought an animal was in distress. I grunted and moaned every time his cock buried deep inside me. I was both groaning in pain and begging to be fucked at the same time. With each sound I made, he only intensified his use of my hole. Each noise provided him the ammunition he wanted to have me beg for more. “You like my dick in you?,” “You’re a little slut?,” “You want me to breed you?” he would ask. He would wait for my moan or answer before pounding deep inside of me.

Ten minutes of it felt like my ass was being torn apart…and all I could do was start begging for him to cum. “Give it to me,” was the final grunt that pushed him over the edge. I could feel load after load soaking my insides. He just pushed all the way in, pulled out and said goodbye.

Sadly, we would never connect again, but I now knew that I was meant to be a bottom slut.