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I've never in the past paid someone for sex. And it's something I've never thought of myself doing. I get enough dick, that paying for it has never crossed my mind. But, today as I was checking out Craigslist ads, I came across an ad from a 26 year old black guy that was looking for a cocksucker and bottom to take his dick. Normally, if I see the words "generous" "roses", etc. I won't respond to the ads. There were none of those types of words in his ad to tip me off. So, I replied that I would love to suck him and have him fuck me. The pics of his body, chest and cock that he posted were amazing. I included some of my pics in my reply and waited to hear back from him. Just a few minutes later, I got his reply. He said he liked my pics and wanted to fuck me. COOL! A few more back and forth emails, then he dropped the bomb. "Are you generous, Daddy?". Shit! I should have known. Of course a young, good looking, big dicked, stud of a young man like him would be wanting money from me. "Sorry, not my thing", I replied. "Too bad", came the reply. "For $150 bucks, my bbc would feel nice in your daddy ass." I didn't reply. It's a pretty common thing on Craigslist here in Las Vegas for the ads to be from "professionals". I'd stumbled on the trap, that I'm usually smart enough to avoid. About an hour went by, when this black stud sent another email. "You sure you don't want my cock in you?" He attached more pics of his cock. And a few pics of his dick sliding into some white holes. Damn!! I would love to feel him in me. But, not going to pay for it. I replied back to him. "I'd love your dick in me. But, I only fuck raw. Without a raw dick. AND without a load of cum in me, I'm not interested." Normally a demand like that, shuts them up. Most of the professional boys work with condoms. And very few, except the very high priced, exclusive, porn star hustlers will produce a load of cum. Hell, they're turning tricks all day. No way they can cum that many times. They're usually just pretty good actors at sounding legitimate when having a fake orgasm. Anyway, he wrote back, "OK. I'll fuck you raw. And I'll cum in your ass for $200." DAMN! This guy was tempting me to do something I'd never thought of doing. I kept looking at his amazing pics. Imagining how good his rock hard, huge, youthful, black cock would feel fucking me. I had a Christmas Bonus in my wallet. Do I want to blow most of it on what may be a real rip off? I've had a few friends that have used hustlers before. Some had good experiences. But some felt completely ripped off. Finally, my lust for his bbc inside me, weakened my resistance. "Yeah. I want you to seed my ass. Where are you hosting? Can you fuck me at 1pm today? He quickly shot me back his hotel name and room number at one of the big, fancy hotels on the Strip. And I replied that I'd be there. I douched, showered and got in my car. Making the 25 minute drive to his hotel on the LV Strip. It took another 15 minutes to park and walk through the giant casino to his room. I knocked on the door. Still apprehensive about this whole thing. He opened the door. Standing before me was this drop dead gorgeous, young, black God. He was close to 6ft tall. Perhaps 175lbs. His face was youthful, but masculine. He was wearing basketball shorts and a wifebeater tee that showed off his muscular chest and arms. He flashed me a very sincere, welcoming smile. He said "Come on in. Glad you made it. I'm Brian". He extended his hand. As we shook, he pulled me into the room. Closed the door behind him. Locked it and gave me a deep, wet kiss. Still holding my hand, he walked us to the sofa on the opposite side of the room. Next to the floor to ceiling windows that had a gorgeous view of the LV Strip. We sat on the sofa and kissed some more. Brian's a damn good kisser. As we kissed, he began to unbutton my shirt. I did the same to him. We were getting right down to business. Then he stood. Took hold of my hand and pulled me up alongside him. He unbuckled my belt and reached in my briefs to feel my hardening cock. I pulled open the waistband on his shorts and did the same to him. Even soft, it felt like quite a monster in there. Once we were both naked, he guided me to the bed. He had lube, poppers, hand towels all laid out on the bedside table. He kissed me again as we fell back onto the bed. Brian then took hold of the back of my head and guided it to his cock. I began to suck on him. Little, by little it hardened in my mouth. Once he was fully hard, I sucked on his balls for a few moments. Then we switched positions. And Brian began to suck on my cock. He sucked my balls for a bit, then lifted my legs and began to eat my ass. He had me squirming and squealing like a pig. I was begging him to fuck me. He guided me to get on my hands and knees. I asked for the poppers. He handed them to me and I began to take deep drags on them. I was going to need them to accommodate his large cock. As I was sniffing on poppers, Brian was lubing up my ass and his cock. Then he knelt behind me and began to press up inside me. He was young, but a real pro at fucking. He took his time sliding up into me. Letting me slowly adjust to it, before pressing in further. Once I had finally relaxed enough, he began to fuck me. He started off slowly, with long, slow, deep thrusts. But built up speed and depth as he fucked. Soon he was slamming in hard. And I was begging for it. This kid had great instincts. He reached under me and began to pinch and squeeze my nipples as he fucked me. Nothing makes me hornier than having my tits tweaked. Though it didn't seem rushed, it didn't take long before he began to growl and grunt. He slammed hard and deep in me, held it there and then yelled out, "I'm cumming..." His giant, bbc had been rubbing against my prostate as he had been fucking me and as he shook in orgasm, my body also began to quiver and shake as I experienced my own orgasm and I shot my own load onto his white, hotel sheets. He pulled out of me and dropped onto the mattress. I cuddled up alongside him and gently kissed this bronze God on his lips as we both caught our breath. We gently kissed for a couple of moments, then he hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom. I could hear water in the sink running as he cleaned off his dick. I dressed and pulled $250 from my wallet and left the bills on the dresser for him. He deserved the extra $50. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom. As I gave him one last kiss of thanks. And I headed back to my car. No doubt, he'd have some other dude up in his bed within the half hour. I wondered how many guys he was fucking each day? Not a bad gig, when you can make a Vegas Holiday Weekend into a "Paid Vacation". As I drove home, I could feel some of his cum sliding out of my ass. When I got out of my car in my garage, there was a large wet spot on my cloth car seat. I went in the house and expelled the rest of his cum into my toilet. Damn! He had put quite a large load into me. I must have been his first fuck of the day. He definitely didn't "fake it", like I had heard so many reports of the rentb-ys doing. While I don't have any intentions of paying for it, anytime too soon. It was a good fuck. I wish it had lasted a bit longer. But he felt great fucking me. And he got me off, with just his fucking. What more can I ask for? By the time I got back onto Craigslist, he had a new ad up and running. The thought crossed my mind, that it would be interesting to just sit at the end of his hotel hallway and count the numbers of guys going in and out of his room all day and night. I have no doubt he's making quite a hauling this weekend. Oh, to be young and hung!

I posted this somewhere else, but realized this is probably a better place for it: About a year ago I was on a road trip, running late for my destination, but had to stop to pee. It was evening, about 8:00, and already dark. Pulled into a large truck stop on I10 outside Beaumont, TX... it had a lounge for the truckers with a small bar and restaurant, showers, and other amenities, a real truckers' haven. I used the bathroom and on my way out when I saw what had to be the most beautiful truck stop whore ever. Young, at most early 20s, slender with a swimmer's muscley build. Pretty face, shaggy hair. He was wearing sneakers and a pair of athletic shorts... I couldn't tell if he had on underwear or not, but the shorts were obviously easy to slip on and off. He had on a loose tank top that did nothing to hide his hot body, and a small backpack hung over his shoulders. He was slouched up against the wall outside; we made eye contact briefly as I went back to my car. If had had the time and the money, I would have ripped that kid wide open. But I had to run, I couldn't even wait to see who picked him up. Have any of you guys used a truck stop whore? Or been one at any point? Do you have any pointers for where and how to seek them out? Any great stories about your experiences?