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OK, I've been guilty of asking for more than one top. However, it's usually because I'm horned up out of my mind, the hormones are surging through my system, I want more than a wank, and the one I happen to have on the line isn't really the hot sort of stud I want. However when a guy comes along and he really has my attention, I don't ask him to bring a "date" because I have what I need. Shallow? A bit, but hell I think we've all been there to some degree - safety in numbers huh?

Liked it, good job

It was a cool evening and I was out to grab a drink at a gay pub near the hotel where I was staying. And being a testosterone-laden guy, maybe I’d get some action. Some how, being out of town at a conference always makes me horny. When I arrived it was populated by some of the usual bar types were there, but none caught my attention. I grabbed an ale at the bar and settled in for some liquid relaxation. I listened to the conversations around me. The guys chatted about work, the weather, getting laid, you know the usual stuff. After a couple of pints, I had to take a leak. On the way to the head, I noticed a handsome guy standing at a table near the men’s room. He was about 5’ 10”, roughly 45, average build with a little extra breadth around his shoulders and chest, and short salt & pepper hair – heavier on the pepper. He was standing alone at a drinking a pint of beer. I gave him a good once over before rounding the corner of the men’s room. I walked up to the trough, whipped my cock out, and let the stream fly. While draining my lizard, in walks handsome guy – what great luck, I’ll get to see his dick! He stands next to me, unbuttons his jeans, and out comes a nice looking cut cock. He gives it a couple quick pulls and out comes a stream of pale yellow piss. I took the opportunity to give his rod a good stare, even though I was done peeing, and thoroughly enjoyed it. That’s the great thing about peeing in a gay bar, lots to look at. He noticed me looking and turned his head towards me giving me a lascivious one-sided grin. “Like what you see?” he said. “Oh yeah,” says I grinning back. “You want to taste it?” he asks. So as not to be rude, I bent over and sucked his cock head in my mouth. As started rolling my tongue around his salty tasting head, he released the rest of his piss. This was not what I expected nor really wanted; I thought I was just sucking him off. Again, so as not to be rude, I drank his half-bladder full. He finished, pulled his dick from my mouth and buttoned it back up. “Hey” I thought, I wanted to finish that off! Reading my expression, he smiled that one-sided grin and said, “You up for more?” “Hell yes, I want to drain your nuts,” I replied. “I like a guy who knows what he wants,” he responded. “Wanna get out of here? I live a couple blocks away.” I stood up, adjusted my hardon, and followed him out. OK, being in a new city and going to a strange guy’s place, even if he was hot, probably was not the smartest thing to do, but you know, a hard cock will make a guy do most anything. He lead me to his condo, a nice one at that. It was a 2 bedroom on the top floor with a nice view of the city. “Like the view?” he asked. “Yeah, it’s great” I replied and turned around toward him seeing an even better sight…his jeans open and his hard cock pointing at me. “You said something about draining my nuts? Strip then get on your knees and suck it.” he demanded. I quickly ripped of my clothes and swallowed his cock to the root. It was just the kind I liked, perfectly average – about 6.5”, medium thick, and great looking. It tasted good as I bobbed on it, his hands on either side of my head guiding my progress. He was firm with me but didn’t ram his cock down my throat. It was just a great meeting of the minds, both in sync, his hard cock sliding back and forth past my lips and my lips gripping his cock while my tongue raced around the head. I drooled over his dick for several minutes, enjoying every inch of it. As I was enjoying his balls gently slapping against my chin, he said “I wanna fuck that hot ass of yours.” I enjoy getting nailed from time to time, but I’m not a huge bottom, especially with a guy I didn’t know. I think he noticed my hesitation, and said with that cool-as-hell one-sided grin, “I’ll make sure you’ll never forget this fuck." “Yeah, well I don’t know. I don’t usually fuck guys I don’t know.” I responded. “Fucking isn’t the safest thing in the world and I want to stay clean.” “Well at least let me rim that hole before I bust a nut down your throat.” I couldn’t say no to that invitation. Getting rimmed is my favorite thing, after blowing a load in a guy’s ass. Yeah I know, what a hypocrite, I love plowing a guy bareback and busitng a nut in his ass but won’t let this hot guy slide in me. Well enough revelry, I had an ass to get eaten. I stood up and he said, “Just a second” and walked in the bedroom. About a minute later he calls me in. “On the bed face down,” he instructed “and get that ass in the air.” I obeyed, ass up, cheeks spread. I heard some rustling and turned to look at what he was doing, he was stripping off his jeans. “Look at the headboard, bitch” he commanded. OK that was kind of dickish, but what the hell, I’d get a rim job, a load in my mouth and then head back to hotel. He grabbed my hips and pulled me hard back toward the edge of the bed. “Shit,” I thought but quickly forgot being pissed as he shoved his tongue up my shit hole. Damn could he eat ass. He alternated between light tickling and hard core tongue fucking. Between his electric tongue and chin scruff, I was in pig heaven. I was squirming and writhing on his face. He held me tightly not letting my crack leave his face. I’m not sure how long we kept on, but it didn’t matter, I was in heaven. I started stroking my cock. “Hey stop that, I’ll tell you when you can cum.” Gees, what a demanding prick. “It’s time.” he says as he pulls his face from my crack and pushes me flat on my stomach. “If you liked my tongue, you’ll love this,” and he jumped on my back pinning me down. “What the fuck you prick, get off me!” I yelled. “Shut the fuck up,” he growled in my ear as he wrapped his arm around my neck. “Oh fuck, I’m in trouble,” my mind raced. “Just relax, I’m going to fuck you that’s all.” He said. “Now be a good faggot and lie there while I get something for your ass.” He leaned over and grabbed something out of his nightstand. “This’ll make you feel better.” and he proceeded to rub something cool up and down my crack and in my hole. “You said you’re clean, right?” he asked. “Yes.” “Good, then we’re in business” he chucked and started sliding his cock up and down my crack. Then without warning, he shoved his cock inside me. Two thoughts crossed my mind at that moment, “FUCK that hurts,” and “he’s fucking me bare!” “Please put on a rubber,” I croaked, his arm still around my throat. “Not gonna happen. And just so you know, I’m cumming in your ass.” he replied. He held me tightly continuing to pound my ass. Unlike my mouth, he wasn’t at all gentle fucking my ass. He lifted his ass and slammed it down hard, time and time again, the slapping of my ass against him echoing off the walls. “Please, it hurts.” I said. “If you want me to hurry up, beg me to cum in you. Beg & plead for me to breed your ass. Come on, tell me you want my load in you. Yeah I know you want it and I’m going to give it to you.” He sped up, his thrusts getting sorter and harder. “Tighten your hole. Yeah here it comes, take my seed bitch.” “Ahhhh. Fuck yeah.” He moaned and I felt his cock twitching in my sore, well-fucked hole. He lied there for a few minutes keeping me pinned down panting in my ear. “OK, we’re done here. Get your ass up and get out.” I was beyond pissed. I’m not a violent guy but I wanted to punch him in his fucking head. I settled for getting the fuck out of this douche bag’s place. I walked out of the bedroom and grabbed my clothes. I quickly got dressed as I walked towards the door. He met me there and opened the door for me. As I walked out, he said “Hey.” I turned around to see him holding his shirt up. Tattooed around his belly button was a red biohazard sign. I looked up to see him grinning his stupid one-sided grin. I stood there in shock, my mouth agape as the door closed in my face. He was right, this was a fuck I'd never forget.

Very cool bobble, good luck getting pozzed.

Thanks much Ingulphus, that's great information.

Thanks for posting it, nice work.

Hey Studs, Heading to SF for work and wondering what sort of fucking type trouble I can get into. Staying down in the Union Square area. 5'9", 187, brn/blu, masc, moderately furry, vers/btm Cheers! Bob