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When I travel to my favorite city, I have one particular bar I like most. I had gone to the bar like I usually do in the afternoons for a drink and some social time. I had been walking around the patio and made eye contact with a beefy black man with a beautiful, huge, thick beard and a dense mass of chest hair coming out of the V neck of his t-shirt. Unfortunately, he was also engrossed in raucous laughter and conversation with three other friends gathered around a table. I continued on a little farther to see if there was any action going on around the corner where it’s not at all uncommon to find at least one or two men swinging on dicks. Today there was nothing going on. Not even anyone sitting waiting for someone to come around the corner. I turned back to head inside and when I turned the corner, the big beautiful black bear again looked up at me and held eye contact as his eyebrows elevated slightly. Slight enough that his friends probably didn’t even notice. I smiled and kept walking toward the door to go back inside. As I opened the door, I looked back and he was looking straight at me, with a small but decidedly devilish grin. I smiled again and continued inside. I sat back down at the bar and ordered another double bourbon. While I enjoyed the attention the beautiful black bear had given me, I was still pissed off. I was horny and pissed off. I had been to three other places that day where I could usually count on getting a cock up my ass and had gotten nothing. I know I’m impatient. When I want dick up my ass, I want it immediately. And today, I didn’t just want dick up my ass, I wanted dicks. Plural. I hadn’t been fucked in 10 days and I was not happy about it. So of course, I was soothing myself with a drink or three before I planned to try a couple other places.
I was near the bottom of my bourbon when I saw him walk in from the patio. He was walking toward me, his eyes fixed on me, but instead of saying anything, he continued on past me and turned toward the bathroom. I wondered why he hadn’t come in the other door that was right by the bathroom, and my inner nemesis thought maybe it was to make sure I knew I wasn’t attractive to him, me at 59, with crows feet, white hair, which had formerly been so blond it was almost white anyway, and a white beard with a few flecks of dark blond still showing here and there. Just before he was all the way around the corner by the bathroom, he looked back at me again, looking directly at me, arching an eyebrow, and smiling a half smile, and giving me a wink he knew I couldn’t miss. I was not drunk, but I was definitely relaxed and feeling happy. I told the bartender I had to hit the restroom, and his eyes said, “Oh I’m sure you do!”
I walked into the restroom and there he stood next to the wall at the end of the trough style urinal. I stepped up to the trough and pulled my 6”, thin dick out to take a piss. I noticed he wasn’t pissing. He wasn’t hard, but the 7 inches of soft uncut meat was enough to make my breath speed up and my dick begin to get hard. He looked me in the eyes and said, “I didn’t have to piss.” I said, “I didn’t either.” He said, “I’m glad you caught my drift,” reached over and took my hand and put it on his dick. It was amazing what happened. It went from completely soft to hard as steel in the first ten seconds I had my hand around it, expanding my fingers so they didn’t meet on the underside of his dick. I turned toward him and gently turned him with his back against the wall as I sank to my knees and slid half of his cock in my mouth. His deep groan was more a growl and he said, “Oh fuck yeah man! You don’t waste any time, do you?” I pulled off his now 9” cock just long enough to say, “Life’s too short to waste time, and someone could come in here at any time and spoil our fun.” He chuckled a deep baritone chuckle and said, “We’re good. The bartender is my buddy and he knows what we’re up to.” My gasp elicited another chuckle and he said, “I wouldn’t have told you that if he would have had a problem with it. Hell, we met at the bathhouse where I watched him getting plowed by a line of men at the sling, and he watched me bend a man over right next to the sling and pound his ass. I was the last 3 fucks he took that night.” I barely had time to get the word “Damn!” out of my mouth before I engulfed him again. His pronounced downward curve was just to my liking and I immediately took it all the way down my throat, pressing my nose hard against his pubic bone. “Shit! Motherfucker! That mouth is fuckin sweet!” I backed off and held the head of his dick in my mouth, twirling my tongue around inside his foreskin. I looked up at him, and grabbed his hands and slapped them to the sides of my head. “Goddamn!” he said as he started long-fucking my mouth up and down his dick. The taste of his precum was a constant aphrodisiac that lubed my sliding up and down his dick and made my mouth water like crazy. I think he was getting off on the wet slurpy sounds of him fucking my face as much as I was. “Damn, little man, you got no fucking gag reflex, do you?” I mumbled “Mm mm” around his dick and tightened my grip on the backs of his thighs further. He took my hint and began pounding my mouth down his dick forcefully.
He suddenly pulled me off his cock roughly and said, “Bend that sweet ass over, you sexy little fucker.” I began unbuckling my belt as I stood, and in ten seconds I had toed one shoe off and had one leg out of my jeans. For obvious reasons, I had not worn any underwear. He bent me over and immediately I felt his beard on my ass and his pointed tongue stabbing at my pucker. I moaned loudly, not giving a fuck if someone heard me. He went at my hole like a starving man, licking, poking, sucking, snarling, nipping at the insides of my cheeks, shoving the longest tongue I’ve ever felt deep into me and proceeding to fuck my hole with it. I felt a hand leave one of my cheeks and felt a finger slide up my crack along with his mouth. He backed his mouth off and slid the wet finger in me to the bottom and began fucking my ass fast and hard with it. He pulled it out after about 30 seconds and his mouth was back, his beard between my cheeks driving me insane and eliciting moans, squeaks, and shouts from me. He pulled away from my hole with a growl and slid two fingers deep and hard, pounding them in and out of me. After another eternity of pleasure, which was again probably only about 30 seconds, he pulled them out and sank his face up my crack again, wiggling his face back and forth hard and fast. My cries got louder as he growled and snarled and slurped and sucked and tongue-fucked my now very relaxed hole. He pulled away again and three thick fingers shoved deep into my hole, and began fucking me hard and fast. His hand snaked around in front of me with a bottle of poppers and he said, “You’re probably gonna need a hard hit of these.” I heard a snap while he continued pounding my hole with those long, thick fingers and I opened the bottle and took four deep hits. Suddenly the fingers pulled out and I felt the large, wet, spongy head of his cock nudge against my hole. I pushed out on my hole just as he started to push in, and 9 incredibly thick inches slid all the way into me, stopping with his pubes pressed into my crack. “Fuck baby!” he growled, holding his pubes tight against my hole, pulling me tight against him. Suddenly he pulled back almost all the way out, only his head in me, but only for a couple seconds before he slammed all the way into me again and began fucking at incredible speed, beating my guts brutally while I yelped and hollered, “Oh GOD YES!” and “Oh fuck!” and whining “Fuck me! Harder! O God, harder! Please, harder! Deeper! Oh! More! More! Oh”
For a solid two minutes he pounded me like this, sweat dripping on me from his forehead, his hands holding my hips so hard I was sure I’d have souvenir bruises. He slammed all the way in me and stopped. I felt his thick dick flexing in me, and I wailed “Oh yes! Breed me!” He panted, holding me in place, and said, “Oh I will baby, don’t you worry about that!” I said, “You mean you’re not cumming in me now?” He chuckled and said, “No, baby, just flexin’ the muscle! Get down on your knees.” He held tight to me keeping his dick buried all the way in me as we moved down onto our knees. He slid back slowly and then began slow, gentle, long strokes in and out of me. He leaned over my back and said quietly in my ear, “Sometimes I fuck hard and fast just to get off and breed. This is different. I’m gonna take my time and make love to you. Don’t worry, you’re gonna know it when I breed this fucking amazing ass.” He went back to a long, slow, deep lovemaking, sliding all the way in and sliding all the way out to his head. After a couple minutes of this, he pulled all the way out and then penetrated me again, sliding slowly all the way in. Out again, and sliding all the way in. When he did it the third time, I moaned, “O God, I love being penetrated. I love it so much!” He said, “Yeah? Oh, baby I love penetrating. Especially a sweet, hot, wet hole like yours. I’ve fucked men and women, and I’ve never fucked a pussy or an ass this good.” He continued to pull out and penetrate me balls deep for several minutes.
He pulled back and his head stopped just inside my hole and he started to breathe harder and moaned “Oh fuck.” He slid all the way in faster and then picked up speed, fucking fast but not quite pounding me. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh Fuck!” He got louder each time until the last one when he yelled, “OH FUCK!!!” and slammed all the way in and held it there and this time I knew he was cumming. He was throbbing so hard it felt like his cock expanded by a quarter inch with every throb. 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 strong throbs and I heard him take a huge gasp and he let out a strangled cry and said, “Shit! I can’t stop shooting! Still shooting!” and I felt the spasms continue until finally with a long cry he again began pounding me as hard as he could until finally he shoved in forcefully and froze balls deep, panting like he’d just sprinted a mile. “God DAMN your ass is incredible! Unbelievable! It’s fucking unreal! God DAMN I’ve never fucked an ass this good!” I had to laugh as the words came out of my mouth, “This ass has never been fucked this good, either, so we’re even!” He collapsed on my back laughing and said, “Fucking sexy, and funny as hell, too! I’m ‘bout to pull out. Tighten your hole because I don’t want to see any of my seed dribble out of that hole. I worked too hard to put all that in there for it to drip out!” I laughed and said, “You don’t have to worry about that. That’s staying up there for as long as I can keep it there!” He put a noisy kiss just behind my ear, then straightened up and began to slowly pull out. Given the stretching and thorough pounding my hole had received, I was trying to clamp down on him, but wasn’t sure I was actually succeeding. That is, until I felt his cock tapering to his head at which time my hole began to close down on him. “Shit baby, that’s it, tighten that ring down on me.” he groaned breathlessly, and pulled all the way out. It took every bit of strength I had to clamp my hole down, but I managed to. I turned to him as he bent over and pulled his pants up and said, “If I hadn’t promised to keep you inside me as long as I could, I’d enjoy walking around feeling your cum sliding down my leg, but keeping it all inside is even hotter.” He winked at me, gave me a smooch and said, “Keep all that load up there, now!” and turned and walked out of the bathroom. I put my leg back in my pants, slipped my shoe on, heaved a huge sigh and stepped to the sink to wash the dirt from the floor off my hands. I felt wobbly in the very best way. I walked out of the bathroom with a smile, a sigh of contentment and a huge load up my ass. I went back to the bar and asked for another double bourbon. As the bartender set it down, he said, “This one’s already paid for. Seems like you need a little refreshment after your workout.” and he wiggled his eyebrows at me with a delighted, knowing smile. I smiled what I’m sure was a dreamy smile and said, “Sure do!” He laughed and muttered “Lucky bastards!”
