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I got messaged by Zack, a hot 19 y/o curious straight boy that I'd hooked up with on New Years Eve, wanting to hook up with me again this morning. I was kind of suprised as I figured that was a "one and done" with him, but was all too eager to hook up with him again. He's super cute, stocky, baby smooth, white, blonde hair and blue eyes, with a surprisingly deep voice for looking like a twink and being shorter than me. He was also drunk and not everything went well. Before I talk about this morning I should probably talk about New Years.

We were both at a party a friend was having. I'd met Zack there and was totally into him but didn't want to be too obvious. I dropped that I was gay and he had a lot of questions and quickly added he was straight. It was a lot of the questions I'm used to, like when did I know I was gay, but also what I liked sexually. He was so hot I didn't mind answering and was pretty honest with him. He admitted he hadn't done anything with guys until he went to UT in the fall and hadn't asked a lot of questions with the guys he'd hooked up with and wondered if it was common for gay guys to hook up with straight or bi guys. I could barely catch my breath as I was shocked this hot guy had hooked up with guys and really wanted to hear more but didn't want to pry too much either. I admitted I'd hooked up with stright and bi guys and there was nothing weird about it, some guys prefer girls but have sex with guys and it doesn't mean they're gay. He seemed relieved and thanked me for being honest, saying he didn't feel comfortable talking with his girlfriend about it and didn't really have any other friends he could talk to about it. He opened up about what he had done with guys, which was kind of cool and kind of shocking as usually guys can be pretty uptight about that. We both kept drinking and from the way he was looking at me it was seeming clearer he was either interested in doing something or dropping hints he wanted to. Finally he asked if I wanted to go somewhere and I said sure. He grabbed some beers and we headed out.

We got in his car and he drove a short distance to a secluded parking lot and he suggested we move to the back seat. I went along, liking where this was going. Once in the back seat he told me he thanked me again for being so honest and said I was really cute, adding that he wanted to kiss me. I said I'd like that and soon we were making out and his hand was soon on my cock, working it through my shorts, and then up the leg of my shorts and stroking my cock. He was wearing jeans so it was hard to do the same to him and he noticed I was struggling and laughed, saying "let me help" as he undid his belt, undid and unzipped his jeans and pulled the down to his ankles. I could tell I was precumming like crazy and I heard him whisper "I want you to fuck me." The old me would have asked if he was sure, but I'm not that guy anymore and I said I wanted to fuck him bad and started stripping as did he. Then he said the phrase I hate to hear, "do you have a condom?" I told him I had lube but didn't have a condom. He was continuing to rub his hands all over my body and looking me up and down, and asked me if I would pull out to cum. I said I would and he started kissing me again and we shifted positions so he was more on his back with me over him, pressing my cock head up against his ass. He told me to take it easy as he hadn't been fucked in almost a month. I lubed up my cock and fingered some into his ass and slowly started easing my cock into his ass.

Fucking a straight boy isn't as easy as fucking a gay guy. Gay guys are used to it. Straight boys will groan and moan, make horrified faces, and complain enormously and endlessly about how much it hurts and Zack was no exception. I didn't really care, but I was hoping he'd get into it and change his mind and want me to cum inside him after all. I managed to get all the way inside him and was enjoying it a lot and Zack seemed to stop complaining a lot except to say to slow down. I was getting really close to cumming and Zack asked me to please stop as it was hurting too much. I wanted to just blow my load inside him and get what I wanted, but I wasn't near my car and so I pulled out and asked him to suck me off. I leaned back and Zack gave me one of the hottest blowjobs I've ever gotten from any guy and I forced him down on me as I came, loving hearing his choking and gagging sounds as my load filled his mouth and pumped down his throat. I could feel his hands digging into my thighs as I did. I wanted the little bitch to swallow every drop if I couldn't pump it in his hole. I finally let him up and he was gasping to catch his breath, his chin dripping cum down on to my crotch. I told him how good a blowjob he gave and that it was one of the best I'd ever had. He was still short of breath, but also wiping the cum off his chin and putting it in his mouth and  going back down to lick the cum off my cock. Clearly he's a dirty little cum pig. As I was already laying back I could see from the look in his eyes that he wanted to fuck me and soon he pulled my legs to him and spread them, asking me for the lube. I could see where it was and told him and he lubed up his cock and fingered some in my ass. The one disappointment about Zack was he was pretty average in endowment, but I didn't care. He slowly and steadily started sliding his cock inside me and I told him he didn't have to pull out to cum, I wanted him to cum inside me. I loved the way his eyes and face lit up at that.

He was definitely into fucking me, calling me a bitch and a whore, and telling me to beg for his cum, which I did along with begging him not to pull out and to cum inside me and telling him how hot his cock felt inside me. He blasted a load inside me with no shift in his breathing or sign he was about to cum and kept fucking me, asking if I liked it and wanted more. I told him I did and he called me a dirty bitch for letting guys cum in my ass and that he was going to use me for his pleasure and now he was pounding me as hard as I could and I was begging for it and after a while he pumped another load deep in my guts. I was telling him how hot he was, how much I wanted his dick and his cum, pulling him in close and holding him, even though all I could think of was wanting to pound his ass until I came inside him. He apologized for getting rough, but admitted he was super horny and needed to get off. I told him any time he needed release I was there for him and had no problem at all with him cumming in my ass. He smiled a huge smile and thanked me for that, admitting again that when he fucked guys he wanted it raw. He was looking a bit sobered up and fished his phone out of his pocket, flipped through some messages and asked it it was OK to drop me back at the party. I said it was and offered him my number so we could hook up again. We swapped digits but he made it clear he was only in town until the 7th. We put our clothes back on and got back in the front seats and laughed that we never drank the beers we brought with. As we drove off I put my hand on his that was resting on the transmission shifter and he looked over at me and smiled. As he pulled off I never expected to hear from him again, and then this morning happened.

So Zack messaged me this morning saying I should come over to his place as his parents had just left. I pretty much dropped everything and headed over. He'd messaged me reminding me of everything he said on New Years Eve, that he was on the DL, had a GF, and this was just sex, nothing more. I had to chuckle as clearly he had forgotten everything he told me that night, but I wasn't about to use it against him. I was also excited as he had said nothing about condoms, wasn't talking about status and all the usual shit guys wanna know before hooking up. We were beyond that now. I guess I was in the "Circle of trust" as he called it that night. I got to his place and he was even hotter than I remembered...I mean like, porn star hot. He was shirtless and just wearing nylon shorts as he guided me from the front door to his room. He admitted he'd always wanted to hook up with a Latino guy and I was pretty much everything he wanted, and I felt at once objectified, but also hot as shit. He dropped his shorts and pretty much told me he wanted me to fuck him. As he did, he was stripping my clothes off and I wondered if he wanted bare or wrapped but didn't want to ask. He was clearly ready and had laid a towel on the bed and was ready to bottom, hopping up on the bed and spreading his legs. I got up with him and was stroking my cock and as I did he said he trusted me, that I had let him fuck me and cum inside me and now it was my turn. I could barely focus as it was a lot of pressure and yet looking at his face and his desire I knew I could give him what he wanted. I saw the lube on the nightstand and told him to hand it to me and and lubed my cock and his ass up and wasn't about to stop.

This time was different and I didn't want to ask him if he'd done anything since New Year's or not. I didn't care. This was all about desire and clearly he wanted to get fucked. He wasn't even asking about condoms or pulling out, and I slid in him raw not even caring or asking what he wanted. Maybe he still wanted me to pull out to cum but I didn't care. He hadn't asked that or asked me to wrap. His ass was also giving more easily and he wasn't complaining and I wondered if he'd gotten fucked by another guy and had to believe he had. He'd mentioned getting fucked at the gym and my only hunch was he'd done that here or with a guy online. More to the point he was saying how hot my cock felt inside him, how much he loved getting fucked and how bad he wanted my load. More to the point he was looking right into my eyes as he was begging for my cum, and this time I didn't pull out. I blasted my load deep in his guts as he was begging for me to cum inside him and pleading for me not to pull out, pulling me closer, kissing me and telling me how bad he wanted it. I kept stroking inside this dirty slutty little bitch as I wasn't about to give up now. I wanted to pump another load in him and was telling him to keep begging for it as I wasn't done with his ass. He'd admitted I was the first Latino to drill his hole and I wasn't about to let him forget it, and was talking to him nasty in Spanish and telling him to beg for it in my language. He eagerly admitted to all of it and I played into that telling him that Latino guys only fuck bare and would be lining up to drill his ass raw and breed him, which had him whining like a little bitch. I went further saying I could line up Latino guys to tag team his ass raw which had him crying out like crazy as I blasted another load balls deep in him.

He was driven so crazy by this point he flipped me face down and hastily lubed up my ass and forced his cock in me, telling me he was in charge and he was the boss and that I was going to take his load. It was almost funny and I was glad I was face down as I was nearly laughing as I'd seen his face when I talked about him being tag teamed. I was clear he desperately wanted it, and right now all he wanted was to dump a load in me. And he dumped one pretty quick and I'm sure it was because he'd been worked up so hard by being fucked. The second one didn't take much longer either and he collapsed on top of me panting. I couldn't say anything as I wanted it all so bad and I knew he did too. I would have gladly stayed there and spent more time but I had no idea where this was going and I knew it was nowhere. He had to be back to Austin on Sunday. Would I see him again? Hopefully before then, but it was just a short term thing. I don't want commitments either and clearly neither does he. I mentioned I needed to get going and he rolled back and I hopped up to dress. "You wanna do this again?" he asked and I said I did, and that was hardly dishonest. I'd love to breed him again and have him do that to me too. I don't care if he has a girlfriend or what his issue is. He gave me a deep intense kiss as I left and my sense was I'd be hearing from him again.

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