Miami Lust

Reginald paced around the hotel room while his heart was beating like a bomb ready to go off. He couldn't believe he was actually going through with this. Constant bitching from the wife caused him to seek affection elsewhere. It started with cursory glances at gay porn sites that eventually spiraled into a daily pastime. He was submerged in a world of men with asses far greater than he could imagine. Reginald was floored that these guys were walking around on social media with butts the size of pumpkins and living their best lives without a care in the world. One model in particular gained his full attention. He was of course Ryan Anderson, a 27-year-old himbo taking the sex industry by storm. Reginald watched that slut get grinded on by just about every guy in Florida and performed fetishes he only dreamed of.

'He might be the one', he thought to himself. 'I can use Ryan to vent my sexual urges and ease things back at home. That bitch never wants to experiment. How does she expect me to be happy when it's the same vanilla sex all the time? And that's only if she's in the mood! I have to beg her to open her legs cause she has the sex drive of soggy tuna! It's not like I want to be a cheater, but every man has sexual urges that need to be taken care of. What Ryan is about to do for me is just a transaction. Anyone in my position would do the same.' Reginald used whatever excuse he could to ease the small pang of guilt in his heart. He considered himself a hard-working nice guy who deserved a fulfilling sex life. Surely there wasn't any harm in using the aid of a sex worker to achieve that, right? His body flinched upon hearing a knock at the door. He hovered an eye over the peephole to see the handsome face of the slut he's been admiring for several months. Let the games begin.
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Ryan's bulge twitched as soon as Reginald opened the door. The man was his type to the tee. A large bushy blonde beard scented with beard oil, a wide beefy chest trapped in a pink polo shirt with a bit of a beer belly, chiseled calves underneath tiny designer khaki shorts, and cute little piggies in a pair of flip-flops. He was the poster boy for the " wealthy middle-aged white dude". Today was gonna be a good payday.

" Hola Papi! Did I keep you waiting?" Ryan swagged inside the room and put extra emphasis on his strut to make his ass bounce.All the blood in Reginald's body when rushing to his lower brain.

" Not at all, babe. You're well worth the wait." He pulled his male mistress in for a sensual kiss. Reginald twirled his tongue in Ryan's cheek while clutching his ass. The cheeks felt even bigger than how they looked on screen. They couldn't even fit into his hands. ' They weren't kidding when they said Latinos have huge asses.' He thought.

" Looks like someone's excited! I hope you keep that same energy when you're inside me." Ryan chuckled and fondled Reginald's bulge that was pressing against his leg. The older man's entire body twitched with the jolt of pleasure he just felt. ' Oh shit I almost jizzed!'

" Of course I will. Your bussy will be steaming by the time I'm done with you." Reginald tried to come across as suave but for some reason Ryan was busting a gut. Huge laughter was erupting from his mouth.

" What's so funny? What did I say?"

Ryan had to pause to collect his breath and wipe a tear. " Nothing, it's just always funny when I hear guys in real life say "bussy". It's so extra. "

" Huh? But you pornstars call your asses a bussy or pussy all the time! I thought that was the hip thing to do." Now Reginald was a mix of confused and embarrassed. He didn't know anything about trends in the gay community so he went off the videos he always watched.

" We just be saying that shit for the viewers. Nobody be talking like that off-camera. " Ryan laughed once more. His opinion of Reginald shifted to " Wealthy white guy trying to be young again". He vaguely remembered Reginald posting a gym selfie where the description called himself a total Chad and alpha male. Dudes like that were often comically out of touch with reality.

" Well, I for one think it's hot when you call it a bussy. It's really cute, you know?"

"I hear ya. I occasionally say it just for the hell of it. Before we begin, tell me about yourself. I want to know more about the man who'll be paying for my next Brazilian butt lift."

" I knew it was fake! No way could any dude be that thick. I literally spent a whole hour telling guys what plastic surgeon you must've used. Now they owe me fifty bucks!" Reginald pumped his hand in the air like he just won a game show.

" Sike! I was joking! Beauty like this can only come naturally. Now, what's this I hear about you telling others I'm made of plastic? Do I have to revoke your VIP simp card?" Ryan had his arms folded in a fake pouty attitude. He was typically the most Blaise guy around but got annoyed by how many people assumed he had a BBL. He'd even sometimes stumble upon anonymous chat rooms where people list what gay pornstars they thought had an operation done. Some of them were naive while others were clearly jealous. The audacity!

" No! Your VIP subscription is the best investment I made since the time I bought a year's supply of beard oil. Let's change the topic, shall we." Reginald's hands shook in a pleading fashion before he cleared his throat. " When I'm not busy sculpting my Adonis physique at the gym, I manage a restaurant in Tampa Bay and go fishing. Fun fact; I totally have Nordic ancestry which is why I'm practically the spitting image of Thor. Marvel totally missed out by not casting me. I haven't really done acting before but like, I feel it's in my blood. There's an inner Viking in me waiting to come out and- Stop laughing! I'm being serious!"

" Nah I can't! You doing the most right now! But don't worry. I'm not laughing AT you this time. You're just a very… unique guy. I like your energy. Keeps shit fun. Ready to get what you came here for?"

" I thought you'd never ask. It's so liberating finally indulging in my kinks." Reginald was giddy with glee as he stripped off his expensive clothing. Trace amounts of hair grew from his wide chest and a long girthy penis stood erect between his legs. Ryan locked his eyes on the round belly since he had a soft spot for chubby men. Guys with extra meat on their bones were great in the bedroom. Ryan set up the mini tripod he brought with him so that it aimed at the bed. He made sure to smile for the audience as soon as he entered the frame.

" Time for our first order of business. You're gonna suffocate me with your juicy buss- I mean, booty." Reginald lay on the bed while ecstatically waiting for the ass he so desired. Ryan also threw off his clothes to join his client on the bed. He squatted directly over Reginald to smother his face with his ginormous ass. He moaned with pleasure as the scents of sweaty ass infiltrated his nostrils. It was the same filthy scent that captivated him whenever he went to the gym. He remembered having to awkwardly explain to his gym bros why they caught him sniffing their workout shorts in the locker room.

" Mhmm" Whatever Reginald had to say came out as a series of muffled moaning instead. He sniffed the sweaty aroma like a curious dog. His tongue frantically raced up and down that ass crack like it was his last meal. Reginald shivered in delight when the anal juices dripped into his beard.

" Oh, daddy you eating my booty like you hungry! Ah, I'm loving it." Ryan spoke in a higher-pitched voice to seduce Reginald further. The fat ass shuffled all over the gluttonous face for the next seven minutes before Reginald smacked Ryan on his thigh, signaling for him to stop.

" That was fucking phenomenal. There's nothing quite like that musky man odor. You know what would make it even better?"

" Already in it Papi." Ryan clenched his stomach and released a ten-second long fart that erupted in Reginald's face. The hot smelly air went right up his nostrils and sent him into total bliss. His eyes rolled back like he just smelt the most alluring scent known to man.

" Ah yes, that's the good stuff. Your ass truly is one of a kind. Sorry for suggesting it was fake." Reginald said.

" Yeah, try not to remind me about that. Let's head to the bathroom so I can give you a nice warm drink." Ryan got off the bed to grab his phone before entering the bathroom. Reginald was right behind him and squatted down in the bathtub once he was inside. Ryan had the phone aimed directly at Reginald while his penis was pressed against his lips. " You older dudes are always into some kinky shit." Ryan chuckled moments before a torrent of piss unleashed from his tip. He had been holding it in during the whole ride to the hotel.

Reginald treated the penis like a water fountain, pressing his lips to the tap and letting his mouth be flooded with the warm urine. A salty flavor swished around in his mouth that also dripped down his chest. The piss was chugged down with no hesitation. Ryan maneuvered his cock in several directions so that it became a game of Reginald trying to catch all the drops in his mouth.

'This video is gonna be a top seller for sure' Ryan thought. Seeing a handsome married man covered himself in filth was something his audience lived for. Today was shaping up to be a magnificent payday.