Bred in Seattle

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I'd been in Seattle a couple of days; but, because of social and business engagements, had no time to think about sex. By the weekend I was horny as hell, so I headed down to the Baths to hunt Dick.

I figured it would be pretty slow on a Sunday afternoon, but there are were a few guys around. I sucked a couple of dudes, but hadn't got what I’d come for—to get my Ass fucked and bred. I’d almost given up when this beefy guy wandered into the Maze. He was exactly my type—6'2, mid to late 40s, blue collar, muscular, broad shoulders, graying hair, with a confident swagger.

As he passed he gave me a glance. My Dick and Ass twitched. I followed, and when I passed him, brushed his Crotch. I walked to the back of the Maze, took a seat on the bench and played with myself. A few moments later, the Dad-Stud approached, stroking himself under his towel. I motioned for him to come closer, and leaned forward to take his Dick in my mouth.

“Holy Shit!” I thought as It swelled to fully erect. It wasn’t the longest I'd ever had, but it was THICK. Sensing my delight, he moved closer so I could get a feel for his body. I ran my hands over his furry pecs, and he grunted a deep primal moan as I took his Dick to the root.

His Nipples were well worked and sensitive so I tweaked them as I went down on his Cock. He groaned again and leaned into me, burying my face in his pubes. We were drawing a crowd, so he whispered, "Got a room?"

When I locked the door, we kissed and felt each other all over. His Dick got even thicker as I stroked him and chewed on his Nips.

"Yeah, Motherfucker! Bite them Nips!"

My Rod twitched as he pushed me down on the bunk and ground his monumental Shaft between my legs. As he writhed, he grazed my Mancunt to tease me.

"Is that where you want it?"

"Yeah, that's exactly where I want It!”

That turned him on all the more, and he began to gyrate against me. Just when I thought that that was all that was going to happen, he began spanking my Ass.

His voice got this really sinister tone. "You want this fat Dick up your Pussy, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir, I do."

"Think you can handle it? Then bend over."

He rammed two fingers up my ManCunt. They hurt like hell since he hadn’t used any Lube. I yelped, pulled off, handed him the jar of Vaseline, and took a deep hit of my Poppers. He applied a small bit to his digits, and dug them up my Butt again; but that time the Poppers buffered my pain. As I came down from the High, I felt him scraping my Ass Walls. Each time he pistoned in his fingers, he abraded the hell out of me.

"Is this where you want it, Bitch?" he asked, as he scraped away. I was ready to tell him to fuck off, when it dawned on me what he was doing. The Fucker was getting ready to POZ me!

The teasing with his Dick between my legs and making me say “I want It" and his fingernails ripping my Hole—Fuuuuck! It all made sense, and I can't describe how incredibly turned on I was.

The head of his Dick popped in my shredded Pucker. I was all set for a slow Screw when suddenly he plunged in all the way. He hadn't lubed himself up, and the pain of his dry Cock ramming my Hole caused me to rear up and almost drop the Poppers bottle as he dove in and began to pump.

"Are you sure you can take this, Boy?

I nodded.

"You want The Big One in you, don't you? SAY IT!"

"I want The Big One in me."

The Big One? I could tell by his tone he wasn’t talking about Dick. He plowed in up to his Balls. I got a chance to take a big hit of Poppers before the searing pain set in. He tore in and out of my Ass with a vengeance. I felt something give, but was determined to not wimp out. Another deep hit. I relaxed for a second, and he pounded my Ass—harder and harder.

It was a good 20 minutes before he yanked out. We stood up and kissed, and he began to jack off. I was a bit disappointed that he hadn't shot in my Pussy. He said, "Thanks," and kissed me good-bye.

After he left, I turned up the light. The spot on the floor where he’d supposedly Cum was nonexistent. I put a hand to my Ass and dipped a couple fingers in my swollen Mancunt. I brought my fingers up to the light. They were covered in Cum with huge ribbons of Blood in It. He had probably shot in me and just kept pumping to massage his Venom into my abraded Ass Walls.

I’ll have to wait three months to be sure, and the Flu I had may be coincidental, but I think I’ve been POZZED. Regardless, that experience, plus the unsheathed sensation of Barebacking , have turned me into a CHASER—just the tone in his voice—and the way I let him do whatever he wanted. Fuck! It’s hard to describe.