The Master

[Spermpig]

There's no doubt about it, this sick poz fucker was a master at getting bottoms to give up the goods. And unfortunately I fell prey to his slick style.

The guy was on Manhunt and the only pic showing was of his dick. And man was it a good picture! He claims "8x6" in his stats section (don't they all!) but the picture of his dangling meat looks to measure up to every inch of his profile. And this fucker had been dangling this meat in front of me for about a year.

We would chat on and off, whenever we would see each other online. He said all the right things, about eating my pussy to get me good and open before he slow-fucked his massive meat into me. He talked about taking his time with me, making me feel good, working my ass deep, etc. Yes, he was poz, but he said he was healthy and since I was neg he wouldn't do anything I didn't want to do. You know, all the frilly language that gets a bottom going. He would even open his one, locked "face pic" for me and I would get to see a handsome, older daddy face to go with that cock.

But we would somehow never quite manage to hook up. Something would "suddenly come up" and Marsha Brady would disappear. His face pic would relock, and I wouldn't see him online for awhile. Until the next time.

Yeah, that fucker teased me for a good, long while-- baiting that hook well.

Until one fateful Saturday, when he finally managed to "close the deal".

It was around 1 am and I had been horny all day with no takers. I was cruising online, trying to find something...ANYTHING... to take care of my itch. When I suddenly get an IM from him:

Him: Hey, what's up tonight?

Me: I am CRAZY horny. I need cock so bad I can taste it

Him: I'm horny too. We should fuck

Me: ABSOLUTELY! I would do anything for your cock to be in me tonight

Him: I just got in from the bar. You wanna cum here?

Me: Are you serious? are we gonna do this finally?? Just tell me where, and I'll cum over

Him: Yeah. let's do it. ok, bring poppers. you'll need them :-)

Me: God, I can't wait for this! I've been wanting your cock for so long!

Him: And I've wanted your ass. When you get to my place, I'll let you in but I want you to turn around, drop your and put your hands on the door so I can immediately start eating your ass

Me: deal!

He sent me his address and I was out the door in a flash.

He wasn't that far away, and I arrived at his apartment about 15 minutes later. I knocked and his door opened up enough to let me in. It was fairly dark inside, and I whispered hello as I turned around and dropped my sweats. His hot mouth was at my crack in an instant and his tongue was burrowing into my hole expertly. I was so turned on I had to concentrate not to pop my nut right then and there.

After about 10 minutes of him tonguing my spleen, he says "Let's go to the bedroom". And he starts walking down the hall. I followed him back, and when we got to the dim light coming from the porn playing in his room what I saw was... disarming.

He did not look like his pictures. Or better yet, his face pic was him... but from years ago. And the years had not been kind. He vaguely looked like Chet from Weird Science. He was bald now and had quite a gut and kind of emaciated limbs. Frankly, he looked sick, and this made my stomach churn.

He had said he was healthy, but he didn't look it. About the only thing that DID look healthy on him was his massive prong. It stood out proudly from his bony hips, and there was a shiny drop of precum at the tip. It was every bit 8x6... possibly more... with an angry, shiny, purple mushroom head and a slight downward arc.

"Get on all fours at the edge of the bed," he commanded.

I hesitated.

He could sense my nervousness and disappointment at his appearance. I'm sure he'd encountered this exact same reaction before and he was well prepared. He simply smiled a sickly grin and grabbed his cock and wagged it at me.

"You like this, don't you boy? You've been fantasizing about this stretching that pucker for awhile now, haven't you? And I can see you're turned on by the thought," he said with a glance down at my still hard cock.

"Get on the bed and I'll eat your butt some more. We won't do anything you don't want to do." And he flexed his cock again and the swell of that fucker hypnotized me. I found myself complying and getting on the bed.

He knelt and began tonguing my hole in earnest and I gotta say-- it was fucking hot. He was really getting in there, and he was also doing the "spit on my hole" thing which drives me wild. When I was bucking back onto his tongue, he figured I was ready.

He stood up and pumped a fistful of lube into his hand from the large bottle on the nightstand. "Now might be a good time to hit those poppers," he said while he teased and rubbed his cockhead all over my pucker.

"Um... I'm not sure...." I hedged. But he knew. He knew I was in heat at this point and that my will was weak.

"Hit the poppers, boy. You'll enjoy this more." And I did as he said.

Just as the rush was taking hold, he took hold of my hips and pressed his head slowly into me. My ass opened up readily and accepted his tainted shaft. He inched in with agonizing slowness and I had to buck back into him to sink the remaining 3 inches into me. The pain has his head pierced my second ring was exquisite.

And although I am ashamed to admit this, I was in heaven.

I knew that he was sick, and that he probably had full blown AIDS, but I didn't care. I was so goddamn horny I would have taken any cock at that moment, and here he was presenting me with a perfect fuckstick. A tool of beauty that was hitting me perfectly and deeply.

I tried to hump back onto him in order to fuck myself on his meat, but he would have none of it. "Oh no, boy. We're gonna take this slow and make it last. I wanna edge myself with your hole, like I've been edging myself all day.'

And with that he took over the fuck and I just hit the poppers and was along for the ride.

He slowfucked me for the better part of 30 minutes. Just slowly sliding into me until his head popped into my colon and his pubes were nestled against my asscheeks, and then a slow pullout to where just his fat head was still inside my pucker. And then a pause. And then another slow push in, and pull back.

It honestly drove me crazy. Especially each time his head drove across and past my prostate. His massive member milked me from the inside and I was drooling precum all over his bedspread.

He then gradually started speeding up and thrusting a bit harder into my ass. His cock was long enough to pop into my inner sanctum, but just barely. So in effect it was really more just ramming it. I could feel the punch of his dick with each thrust and it hurt, but the prostate work was pure pleasure.

His thrusting then started getting violent as his hands gripped my hips firmly. I was hitting the poppers almost constantly to keep myself as open as possible for all that meat.

"Damn boy! You're gonna make me cum!" he shouted.

"Not in me!" I bleated.

"Too late," he grunted while he shoved in as deep as he could. I felt his cock start to throb deep inside me and I knew he was shooting his poz load into me. His toxic load. His viral load. I felt turned on and ashamed and disgusted and excited all at the same time. I was also still hard and my ass wasn't done with his beautiful cock.

When his orgasm subsided, he went back to slow fucking me. Long, slow pullout-- long push back in. He wasn't quite as hard as he had been, but he was still at nearly full mast. Only now, his dick was sliding more smootly inside me and his thrusts were making wet sounds.

"You liked that, didn't you boy? I knew you were a chaser- I just had to get you to the point where your desires took over from your brain." All I could do was nod.

"Mmmm, my cock may not be done with you yet either. He likes young, neg hole. You may get another load, if you want one. So.. you want one, boy?"

I gave him the only answer I could.

I finally got home and into my own bed around 3:30 that morning, my head buzzing with what I had just done (twice). And my ass leaking the evidence.

Edited December 17, 2014 by Spermpig

[mike43]

Hot story man be horny and poppers I'll gladly take any cock

[MackyJay]

So damn hot of a story, loved it.

[Giftundpozempfangb]

nice story just hold out and then make it because it takes the fucked, is so horny

 

[Guest]

Great story. Inside every neg guy fearing the bug is a pig craving toxic seed.

[onlyraw]

Another great story of the conflicted bottom looking to be used 

“ I felt turned on and ashamed and disgusted and excited all at the same time.”

[austin_submale]

I love stories like this!!!

 

[OFfenesLoch]

Is there nobody waiting for a second chapter? I am!

[Roughme101]

On 12/18/2014 at 11:33 AM, Spermpig said:

He went back to slow fucking me. Long, slow pullout-- long push back in. He wasn't quite as hard as he had been, but he was still at nearly full mast. Only now, his dick was sliding more smootly inside me and his thrusts were making wet sounds.

"You liked that, didn't you boy?

 

So hot loaded with cum but having it massaged into you as he keeps fucking n making you just let go and enjoy the moment.  No going back just wanting more ...

[Satyr99]

Great story. I've felt that hunger for a particularly beautiful cock. And I love the way the top span the wait out, so that, by the time of their meeting, the bottom was easy meat.