Rodney has the type of personality that intimidates me. I approach him carefully because he’s very fickle. Typically, I wait for the call to service, allowing him to initiate our trysts. Well, I couldn’t help myself. I was feeling so hungry for a good lay, and I knew Rodney would deliver one if he was in the mood. I knew contacting him was risky, but they say “no risk, no reward”, right?
“Hey, what u up to?”, I texted. It was almost 8pm on a work night, so I thought the chances of Rodney wanting to meet were not that great.
“In bed”
“Ok, sorry to bother u”
“Want some D?”
“Yes”
“Hurry up”
“30 min?”
“Hurry up”
“Ok”
I did what I needed to clean myself out, reached into my drawer for a jockstrap, found some poppers, threw on some clothes and bolted out the door. “
“10 min”
“K, door unlocked”
I took a light jog over to Rodney’s building and found my way inside and up the elevator to his floor.
Opening the door, I was immediately hit by the stench of strong weed.
I stripped by the door and found Rodney lying his King bed, completely naked. Lights were low, the glow of a lit joint in between his thick fingers. His legs were spread apart.
“My dick ain’t gonna suck itself, faggot”, he blurted. I’d been caught staring, but I was mesmerized by him.
“Sorry, yes, ok.”
Rodney set his joint down on the side table and raised his arms up over his head. I came to worship and Rodney knew it.
I crawled onto the bed between his thick tree trunk fur covered thighs and shoved my face right into his crotch. I took some deep whiffs of man, a scent I could never achieve on my own, and I didn’t even hear myself involuntarily moaning. The fumes filtered through my nostrils and intoxicated my entire being. My nose now smashed right into his balls, and I sampled my first taste. Salty, sweaty musk with a faint hint of cocoa butter.
“Mmmmmm”, I mumbled.
Now with my eyes closed, I opened wide and swallowed eight and a half inches of thick, semi-turgid dick meat. I love how it felt, so soft and silky filling my throat. Feeling it bloat in real time.
Rodney was the type of man who loved a faggot nursing on his cock. He knew how I got off on submitting myself to him, throat and ass, I was there for him to use.
“Mmmmmm mmmmm”, I moaned over his thickening cock as I raised and lowered my head.
Rodney reached over and took another hit of his hand-rolled joint and then lifted my head off his cock for me to take a long drag.
Once I’d completed the action, Rodney gave me a second hit.
“Yeah, that’s it faggot, gonna get you nice and fucked up before I put my dick in you.”, He said in that deep, sultry, baritone voice.
My head started swirling when I went back down on him. Only this time, Rodney placed his palm on the back of my head and pushed.
“Swallow my big dick, faggot!”, he commanded.
“You come here to get some of this dick, now you’re getting it, fucking faggot!”Rodney bellowed as I stifled a gag and took in the intended insult as a compliment.
I breathed through my nose and tried to relax my throat as much as I could. Weed seems to make it so I have no gag reflex. My chin rested on his big bull balls, and I inhaled once again, the combination of musk and weed fueling my desire to satisfy Rodney’s cock to the best of my abilities.
Maybe it was 5 seconds or maybe it was 2 minutes? I don’t know for sure, but Rodney finally let go and allowed me to gulp some air into my lungs before smashing my head right back downward. Rodney bucked his hips upward and tested my gag reflex again. Spittle was pouring down my chin.
Rodney continued to throat fuck me, his hands gripped my head like a basketball. I relaxed the muscles in my neck and let Rodney skull fuck me, absolutely shredding my throat.
“Fuck yeah, that’s a good fucking throat, faggot. Take my dick! All of it! No fuckin’ teeth!”
My eyes were watering and bloodshot. I had throat slime all over my face, drooling down my chest. Rodney was certainly enjoying his dominance over me.
“Oh yeah! That’s what I thought, faggot! You can’t get enough of it, can you?”
“Mmmmmm mmmmmm”, I groaned.
“I think it’s time for me to get some of that pussy!”, Rodney finally demanded after he put me through the paces.
I grabbed the poppers into my hand and took a big huff while maneuvering onto all 4’s.
Rodney’s foot landed on the back of my head and pushed it down to the mattress. Then he pulled my hips high and without much fanfare shoved his wet cock right inside of me down to the hilt.
“Fuuuccck yeah. Fuckin’ good pussy!”, he muttered.
“Fuck me! Use my pussy!”, I screamed.
Rodney smacked my ass so hard, leaving me with a resounding sting.
“Fuck you, faggot! I’m gonna do whatever the fuck I want with this pussy! Shut the fuck up!”
Rodney’s toes smashed into my face and I opened my mouth to suck on his big toe while he continued to pile drive his big cock deep up my ass. I stuffed my mouth to keep myself quiet.
Rodney gave my ass a few more hefty swats, I could feel his hand imprint on my butt cheek from his brute force. I was in heaven, feeling like nothing but a submissive hole, getting exactly what I wanted and yearned for.
Rodney pulled his foot back from my face and dragged me to the edge of the bed. I was face down and ass up. Rodney pushed down on the back of my neck with one hand and grabbed my waist with the other. Once again, some deep hole drilling occurred, only much harder.
“You like my dick up your ass, faggot?”
“Yesssss!”
“You come here for this dick. Didn’t ya?”
“Yesssss!”
“Yeah faggot! I know you can’t get enough of this dick. Isn’t that right, faggot?”
“Yesssss!”
“Your pussy is takin’ my big dick so good. Got ya good and fucked up, didn’t I? Let me see those poppers, faggot?”
I passed them back to Rodney and heard him take several deep hits and then he put them back in my hand.
“Hurry up! Deep hits!”
I did as he asked and felt my head swim again, and my hole seemed to loosen even more.
Rodney’s hands wrapped around my neck, pulled me upward so I was truly on all 4’s, and his ass did all the work, pumping and flexing, driving his cock furiously inside of me. I was delirious and relished in his big hard fat cock beating up my pussy.
“Fuuuccckkk yeah, faggot! That pussy feels so good around my cock! Take it! Gonna pump you full of jizz! That’s what you want, faggot? Right? You want my load up that pussy!”
“Yessssss, pleaassse!”, I begged.
“Not yet!”
Rodney smacked the back of my ass as he pulled out.
“Get on your back, faggot! Give me that throat!”
I hung my head off the edge of the bed and opened my mouth. Rodney placed his hand around my throat and pumped his hard cock back down it. I could taste my ass juices on it. I do love ass to mouth cocksucking.
“Fuck, I can see my cock bulging out your throat, faggot!”
Rodney seemed amused and entertained watching me take his cock down my esophagus over and over again. His balls collided against my nose, they were high and tight.
“I should blow my load right now, faggot! Watch you swallow my babies.”
I was choking on his big dick, more slime spilling out everywhere. My eyes again red, swollen, wet.
“But I wanna get back in that pussy!”
Rodney pulled his cock out of my throat and stings of my spittle were dripping and clinging from it.
Rodney spun me around again, this time on my back, facing him.
“Hold your legs up! Let me get in that pussy!”
Rodney plunged right back inside. I wrapped my legs around his back, he hunched over me. I could feel his hot breath on my face. That big dick filled me up. Rodney was pulling his cock all the way back and slamming right back in, over and over, again with much force, his cock poked in new, unexplored territory in my rectum.
My mouth made contact with his shoulder as I groaned on every single down stroke.
“Fuck yeah! You feel that, faggot! I’m fucking deep in your pussy! I’m gonna breed you so good, faggot!”
Rodney grunted and growled, his muscles flexed over me. My hand planted on his ass. I felt every thrust, his butt flexed with every stroke. I held on, encouraging Rodney to fuck me harder and deeper. My legs spread further apart, wider and wider as his fuck tool drilled deeper and deeper. I felt the heat of his massive cock spearing me open, delivering the exact fucking I expected.
“Time to fill your pussy, faggot! Gonna load you up good! Grrrrrr! Ohhhh fuuuccckkk! Yeah! Fuuucckk, yeah! Feel my balls unloading in you, faggot? Ohhhhh fuuucckk!”
Rodney’s hairy, sweaty body dropped onto mine as I felt his heart pumping fast. Rodney’s cock stayed hard, eight inches deep up my crack, spilling seed. My arms wrapped around him as I waited for Rodney’s body to regulate.
“Thank you”, I whispered in his ear.
Suddenly Rodney rolled off of me. I felt small next to him. I reached down to my butt and felt the gape. It was also sticky and wet. I dipped a finger inside and brought it to my mouth.
“Mmmmmm”, I mumbled. With Rodney on his back, I took his cock into my mouth to taste more. His cock was covered in it and I delighted in making sure there was no more trace of it.
Then I noticed a giant wet spot on my jock. My locked dick must have leaked several ounces of spooge when Rodney was balls deep inside of me.
“I need to go to sleep now, faggot. You can go.”
“Ok”, I mumbled. My job was done. Rodney rolled over. I was dismissed, but I got what I wanted, and I took some satisfaction knowing Rodney would sleep very well that night.
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